The Diary Ecca

Part 7's

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There are two things that are so loyal to be a companion in life, introduce him named laughter and tears. We will never know what kind of situation we will take in the days ahead. We will never know what kind of meeting will make us happy or vice versa.

The moments that are always running are a parade in gratitude for the grace of God. Because in reality, having lived alone is the greatest gift that has been received by millions. Circumstances also have their ups and downs, happiness and sadness will spin on their axis.

Please Never Fall In Love Again.

I was once a place after your happiness was exhausted, which you shared from the torrent of tears, which covered the wounds of the fruits of the deeds of others.

Sound in the middle of silence

Someone had closed his heart tightly and no longer intended to open. However, a good intruder will be present to repair any wounds created in the past.

My race had been silent for a few years, not even if I did not want such a dominant movement in my heart. I shut the door of my heart so tightly, whatever love I will never let in. With so much kindness, my life became orderly. My days went well without any of the circumstances being so overwhelming, I was not so worried about the loneliness and silence I felt. For me silence is a very pleasant thing for me, my days are filled with friendship with books and the sound of singing beautiful seagulls.

Being who we are without a mask and a stale base does not always make us friends. But once we get it, then that's good news. Only true friends always understand us for who we are. They spoke less and less many times, protesting here and there. Benahi that is not his business, forget the main task is to take care of your own business.

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You radiate your happiness from hidden springs. Like when the sea tides under the gentle gaze of the sun brings indescribable joy. A pair of five fingers spread to the four corners of the ocean while delivering puja to the almighty. He gives us all pleasure. He is the one to whom we return.

Touching the magical center of longing, peppering with previously unknown feelings of garratry. Time that maps all ancient memories of our mortal bodies, it has grown into a afterlife memory of the dense wilderness and a small sandalwood in the middle of a remote island surrounded by beautiful valleys and silver hills that you once often explored.

"Yes, it is certainly very beautiful, but I am looking for a peaceful atmosphere like in rice fields and gardens owned by villagers" he said

"In fact, it just so happens that near here there is a population rice field area" he said

"Wahh really, can om deliver me!" Exclaims

"Well, sorry David today can't, there's urgent business, but if you want Ecca to deliver, how about Ca?" ask the father who broke my daydream.

"Hem" I replied in shock

"Yes God willing" I answered

"Kok insyaallah, you will take a vacation instead of being dumbstruck at home better take a walk while breathing the fresh air outside" he said

"You can't help but pa-pa om, maybe next time you can" replied David

"No-no Ecca can do, can't it Ca?" Ask my dad

"Eem, yes, yes" I replied with a smile, although a bit forced, actually I want to spend my time in the room all day. But that's not what itung-itung nambah reward.

"Thank God" said the father, we continued walking around the lake as he chatted with David.

The man I just knew, the tall slender figure of a man, the mandarin haircut with glasses framing both of his brown eyes, who I thought was quite polite and seemed kind. I walked behind them while looking at the beauty around the lake. So cool to see the charm of the lake is beautiful and dear to leave, until I do not see a hole in front of me.

"Oh God! aww Dad!" I screamed while holding back the pain because it seemed like my leg was sprained.

"O Allah Ca! How could the other guy or nduk-nduk" Dad pick me up, help David check my legs.

"You're kesleo, hold on a little bit" I could only nod with my pain-bearing expression, David trying to massage my legs.

"Already, maybe you are still difficult to walk must be sick" said David.

"Yes sick, but hopefully not papa" I replied

"I'm leading you home, right?" there were saura and David's worried look on my face, which left me a little dumbfounded and shook my head again.

"Oohh no need to have a father, thank you, sorry I guess later can not nganterin you dech" said I

"Oh, not pa-pa next time you can do it. ya om" he said.

"Yes donk for sure, yes already om home first kasian Ecca let directly in the care of his mother!" Excite my father

"Yes om, ati-ati asalamualaikum" he said

"Greetings waalaikum" replied Father as he led me home, I slowly walked with the pain of the kesleo result.

"Mom!. mom!. Help your son, sprain him"

"Oh God, I want to" Mother ran at me with a worried face. Makes me smile because the look of his face is funny if you worry.

"Let's rest first in the oil rub his feet so not swollen buk" replied the father stopped Mother's worries.

"Yes sir!.ayo-ayo nduk"

"The name is also a disaster buk, yes can dong kan..."

"You're still joking, let's go after that break" said the mother with her panicked expression and I nodded my head and smile.

The next day I was absent from college because my kesleoku was still too sick to use walking. Deva Devi came home to see how I was doing. And what pisses me off with them, instead of looking at me first is looking for food. That's how I think they are like my own brothers, my parents are familiar with them too.

"Ca! Kok can sampe that. hence the way do not think of brother Fikri, so that's it"

"Hey!. You are Vi sotoi, who thinks of Fikri's sister, if you may be .. hem" said I refuted with a smile and shook my head, looking at Devi's behavior.

"Ca, we just met Brother Fikri he asked you"

"Ooh so" I replied casually as I continued to look at my magazine.

"She's your name" Devi added in a seemingly irritated tone.

"En..." How else is it just like that. I replied with a flat expression, "yes you want"

"Ach Ecca!. relax very si answer should be you are surprised, happy, seneng, jumping around" replied Deva in his alay style while eating a cupcake made by my mother.

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