The Flower Down To The Heart

Like there's something ?

In a room dominated by blue, there are two beautiful girls who are busy telling stories. One of them kept on babbling and telling while the other listened. I don't know how long they have been telling each other, starting when the sky was still bright and now the sky has turned dark.

"Anjayy..."

"Enape..."

Dilla and Prilly looked at each other, the four eyes looking at each other.

"Lo is sane not Pril ? lo crazy Prill, could-can like the same widower in a short time gini ? you know all about him ? sampe lo can be fascinated by this same taste of him. "the nagging of Dilla to Prilly,

Prilly's face was a little gloomy, "Gue also did not know Dill why he could like Ali Dill, this is a matter of the heart, do not know why and how, basically I feel there is a different. You have been ranting my mistake! Try lo who is in my position, am I wrong I like the same widower ? he's alone, isn't he ? am I wrong ?" although his face was a little moody, it looked a little glare of anger at the pretty face of Prilly.

Dilla sighed softly as she rubbed her chest and said, "Gue is not wrong or omelin lo Prilly, I just did not expect because you can so quickly like men, I just do not think, where the guy is widower again, and I did not expect you can like this fast , without you know him first without you know the background he used to be. If he has a candidate what ? do you know ? are you ready ?."

"Gue also doesn't know Dill why my heart can be like this. Again I say it's a matter of the heart, I don't know why I, don't know how, which is obviously a matter of the heart."

"As far as you deh Prill, my agent just one follow your heart, before you make a deeper decision you have to think carefully, lo, you also have to find out his background first, do not get hurt because of your own mistakes" said Dilla resigned, now Dilla is confused with the problem of Prilly. Want to help, but what should he do for his best friend ?

"Gue was confused by my heart, Dill, if it's like I'm in the third I don't know whether to turn right or turn left."

"The heart should not be equated with the road, it is different."

"Western Dilla, I'm really confused right now" said Prilly furious,

Prilly got up from her prone position and changed her position to sit cross-legged, slightly shifting and getting out of bed. Walking slowly towards the dresser while thinking a little, "Lo see how it was Kesya's attitude to me, it seems like every time he swooped me it was something the same Kesya, but I was confused what it was."

"Lo can tell?"

Prilly stopped her footsteps and turned her back, "Gue can be pure, how ordinary hugs are the same hugs there are."

"Something, shahrini times."

"****, you can't be taken seriously." Prilly put her foot back on, though,

"Let's not get too tense Prill." replied Dilla with a silly look.

"Tau deh Dill." answered Prilly briefly and sat her ass in a small chair near the dresser. His eyes stared at the reflection of his face from inside the mirror. His mind drifted back to the scene this afternoon when Prilly delivered flowers to Kesya's house.

"Thank you, Mr. Pirlly, Kesya loves flowers" Kesya said, giving Prilly a warm hug. Just like the day before, Prilly felt a little strange as Kesya hugged her, yet Prilly was perplexed by the taste.

"Everything dear." Prilly also gently stroked Kesya's back to make Kesya more comfortable in Prilly's embrace, maybe if Rosa did not tell Kesya to take off her hug on Prilly, either until Kesya would hug her.

With a slightly sullen face Kesya took off her hug on Prilly, "Ih grandma, Kesya is no longer hugging Brother Pirlly." annoyed Kesya while stomping her feet slowly.

Rosa shook her head slowly to see the behavior of her grandson, and said "Kesya will just go home from school, not taking a bath is still the smell of dryness when hugging it for a long time, would pity my brother Prilly dear kebauan the same sweat Kesya. Kesya has not changed clothes, has not taken a shower either." indeed after returning home from school Kesya did not immediately shower or change clothes, but sat in the living room while waiting for the arrival of Prilly .

"You, but a little dear. Now Kesya took a shower and continued to eat and learn. Brother Prilly wants to go home first, pity this brother Prilly has been waiting for a long time" said Prilly while pointing at Dilla who was aware of being silent and watching next to him*.

"*Oh yes, yaudah Kesya has finished this shower anyway."

"Well, it's pinter, it's Prilly's brother saying yes dear."

"Yes, sister, but Kesya would like to kiss Pirlly's sister ?" ask Kesya a little scared.

With a sweet smile Prilly said, "May dong dear," Prilly slightly lowered her body and brought her right cheek closer to Kesya.

Muachs...

A warm kiss landed smoothly on Prilly's right cheek. After Kesya let go of her kiss, Prilly again stood up straight as the original position*.

Bukkkkp...

A doraemon head-shaped doll landed smoothly right on Prilly's head, making the dreamy Prilly soar in shock.

"Akhhh is sick." Prilly shouted in surprise while stroking his chest. Prilly stared intently at Dilla who was laughing happily in bed. Prilly's jaw hardened, his hands clenched, and his eyes bulged, he took the doraemon head doll and threw it back towards Dilla. Dilla, who was engrossed in laughter, did not realize that Prilly would throw the doll at her, prilly's throw made Dilla who was laughing with a position sitting cross-legged to make him strayed back and his head slightly hit the head of the bed.

Now it's Prilly's turn to laugh with satisfaction to see Dilla, "Hahaha, so don't macem-macem the same me, now eat the pillow." Prilly laughed contentedly while holding her stomach,

Friends are not those who are always there when we are happy, but those who are always there when we are happy or sad. Those who want to be invited madly together, laugh together, even cry together.

"**** lo Prill, the cruelest friend you know, laughs at the suffering of others !" Dilla got up while rubbing her banged head earlier,

"Lah ngaca lu, noh big glass. You say I'm cruel ? I would also say you are a very cruel friend you know! With each other Dil, I'm waiting for you, I'm also waiting for you" Prilly walked up to Dilla who was sitting on her bed.

"It hurts?" prilly asked Dilla, who had been poking her head.

"Sick shit, you're not looking for revenge." annoyed Dilla makes Prilly feel a little guilty. If Dilla hadn't started first, Prilly wouldn't have done it either.

"I'm sorry, Dill, I was sprained. I'm also ngaggetin me."

"Yes I'm sorry, I'm sorry, too." said Dilla felt guilty as well,

"The point is to forgive each other" said Prilly with a sweet smile,

"We are always acting, later the ends are sorry for each other huh. Funny we are too." replied Dilla crybaby.

"That's what I call a friend." replies Prilly who ends a warm hug with Dilla.

That's friends, always together, laugh together, cry together, be with each other but in the end forgive each other. Funny, but that's a friend.