The Diary Ecca
Part 8's
...Love Rain's...
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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I am I, I am the cheerful one who hides behind the desolate. I am the light that hides in the dim, I am the anger that hides under the serene. I am the one who loves you that your heart always covers.
The fact is that people who base their self-respect on an ambition to always be right prevents themselves from being able to learn from their mistakes. It turns out that it is true that everyone always leaves, in order to know what it feels like to go home to an embrace that we rarely think of.
I looked up at the sky, the soldiers in logic began to get inflamed, demanding that happiness be returned. In deep turmoil, which path to choose, endure or let go?.
If only I could have pursued your steps so that we could walk side by side. If only I could, I would have decorated your days with a smile. If only I could, I'd make sure I deserve to be juxtaposed.
If only I could, I would have turned back the time so that I wouldn't know you. If only I could, I would have spent my day without thinking about you. If only I could, I would have drawn my soul that wanted to be next to you. If only I could, I would have asked my heart to stop feeling you.
"Hhhh... why should it be so...that's you guys... hhh, yes it's just a coincidence ask that, usually I'm with you guys.... isn't it?"
"Yes, the pouch, look him in the eye when saying your name like something is stored "in the style of Devi's dramatic expression.
It's still hard enough for my feet to walk on their own. We went out to the park in front of my house.
"Hey! Still sore? Should have made a break first" the voice that surprised us, as we turned toward the voice. David who turned out to live right in front of my house, did not know from when because I just saw him yesterday, maybe because I was less sensitive so do not know too.
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.
"Hey! Still si, but it must be made a way to let cepet recover if not gini" when he healed, I replied with a smiling expression, and saw Deva Devi who gawked at the astonishment of seeing David and I chatted.
"Oh yes, know this Deva and Devi Temenku" I said disperse their daydreams.
"Oh hay! David" with Deva and Devi's hand
"Ok, if that's what I want to go around first looking for objects, ati-ati ya Ca cepet healed.
"Yes, amen. ati-ati also yes daa" I replied, David went away and I continued to move my legs.
"Gba!! Gantenggggggg B.G.T., you're not saying that there is such a handsome prince here, you know that every day I come here continuously" Devi's expression and alay language appear.
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.
The mountain towering in the distance seemed to be challenging to conquer. The blue sky above the barren field stretched far into a peninsula that had never been touched before. Everything that used to be just part of the trajectory of history, but now forever has been a reminder of you. All that once revealed the entire trail of your firecrackers and conquests. The landscape of all the riches you now keep in your personal treasury. The wild nature of the horizon of thought and the treasure of feeling is barely pervaded.
There are no more secrets that you cover from our eyes, other than the deepest recesses of the trough hidden behind your dreams. Truly, no more happiness can represent our present feelings, for you have allowed us to be eyewitnesses; the desire of your desires, the longing of your longings, the love of your love.
How can we repay your innumerable kindness? For only the sincere words of what is unspoken yet we have been content to witness will fulfill all the promises of all that you have given but we will never have. But that's enough for us, all of us, for you have allowed us to admire the panoramic beauty of what you have been keeping in close quarters as an heirloom treasure that only the king can enjoy.
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