The Ojek That's My Soul

Suddenly mellow

🍃You believe in love at first sight?

Yes, because love needs visuals before it turns into debaran.

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I who had just flown into the air, instantly felt slammed into the abyss.

(Ngarep ye can, but not so mandra!)

(That feeling takes a bro approach!)

I finally let Fatimah go out to call the medical team.

Aih, even though just want to be alone, long time no one noticed either.

Perhaps, the Power does not like me to violate ethics.

Have I not pledged, and am sure of all the provisions of HIM.

However, Satan is stronger than anything.

What is the meaning of my faith that is still thin.

Thinking about stealing an opportunity.

While I've written a promise to my god.

He will give his heart to his chosen soul mate.

I am the single saddened.

Expect to stare at the ceiling of this economical-grade treatment room.

I wish my eyes could break through the ceiling, but no matter how strong I want, it's all just halu.

Because I soon realized that I was just a human being, not a Marvel superhero.

Her loneliness..,.,., though...,

Two of my neighbors, where does it go.

Later then.

"Square"

The sound of the door opening.

Two medics, also called nurses, walked into the room where I was alone.

One checks the infusion fluid whether it is exhausted or not, jamet or not.

And the other one did a thorough examination of me.

"Excuse me Mas Rojali, "

The female nurse smiled kindly at me while putting her stethoscope on my chest.

"Said her boyfriend earlier, Mas stomach hurt? "

the nurse asked after checking my blood pressure.

Then, she switched to inspecting my stomach with a slight press and tap.

"I, yeah, a little sus, just now,"

stammering, lying Fatimah can anyway, lha but this is Nurse?

"Lho, isn't it better? "

"It's a normal tension, the temperature of his body, too, "

"The oxygen saturation is good (oxygen in the blood), "the nurse in uniform and white hooded.

"It's just, it's just that cramps, "

obviously I tried to give a reasonable excuse.

"Alright, let it be observed again with the same doctor yes,"

"Maybe it's late afternoon, "

"If there are no more complaints we excuse you, don't forget the lunch was spent. "

Then the medics in white uniforms passed.

The nurses came out and closed the door.

I grabbed a bottle of mineral water on the little nightstand next to my bed.

I took it in half, and then I took a deep breath.

Then blow it slowly.

(Fiuhh, good thing my girl didn't come in earlier,)

(But, ngaku)

The door opened again, displaying a figure that had not since when it continued to fill the volume of my brain, and coincidentally became a painkiller who whack my physique.

Stomach disease that has been suffered by my body for a long time, now suddenly relapses again.

Maybe because of my chaotic rest and careless diet, became one of the triggers.

I thought he was gone?

Apparently still faithfully accompanied Rojali's brother.

I looked at the girl who, since that meeting, had always been the one strand of my prayer.

The shadow is always at the end of my wish.

For some reason, the first meeting was so imprinted in the deepest room of this soul.

As if filling a vacuum that has been empty for so long.

Unaware my heart sings.

I was fascinated at first sight.

And I have no power to hold my miss.

Your smile has graced my dreams

I want to hug (eh don't keep it up, toyyiban balloons, coy sin!)

A unique, funny, yet warm impression.

So close to being remembered.

Creates a longing that is not since when to make a nest in the eye fertilizers.

Although this is not the first time I experienced, falling in love with beautiful creatures, the creation of God in the form of humans, and the genre of women.

But that was a long time ago, I think, because there was a time, where I had an education.

Forging yourself with science.

At a university in Jakarta.

Before, I understood and understood.

That's why I call it "the age of stupidity".

However, he was (formerly) who I hoped would always be on the side, accompanying the downturn and disappointment within.

It is all out of control of the heart.

He went, venturing into another heart.

Which can contribute more in fulfilling all ambitions and also property.

Since then, I have never dared to think.

In fact, never believe, let alone desire to fall in love.

Not afraid to get hurt again.

But, just don't want to disappoint. Who hoped for a second time.

Why, when meeting her, was looking into her eyes, permeating her smile.

Swallowed all his maladies.

The impression of his antipathy, curious.

Why is this heart different?

Why would he betray an unwritten covenant?

Why is he weakened, just because the gaze of the eyeballs is funny and adorable when swiggling.

(Oh, bucin..

My daydream stopped, as soon as I returned to the present, the time when these neutrals were again stuck with each other.

This meeting, I'm sure none other than, is a well-conceived and planned scenario.

By his will, the ruler of the universe.

I looked at him, ah no, he also looked at me.

Ah, yes, exactly we looked back at each other.

Maybe if there is Ikke Nurjanah and Aldi Bragi has been sung.

*Look at you though always

Never will I give you shit in my heart

Always be happy for you

It still feels good like at the beginning

Looking for what I'm looking for

Stringing the shady of my heart

Moon bring dancing stars, accompany my steps (with my steps)

Come night take me, meet you

Two hearts one goal, step together.

Love present bring me touch beautiful*.

"Bang, "

a gentle greeting from his lips returned me from the reverie of shahdu nan halu.

"Eh, yes Dek, "

Answer me

"I, excuse me, please go home, "

fatimah said goodbye to me.

"Ah, yes..., "

I answered listlessly.

"It's impossible to hold Adek here any longer, "

"You must also be tired, working holidays should be rest at home, gathering together ummi, father and the handsome twins, "

"But, instead of being stuck here, in the same repotin people are not clear, "

lirihku, not feeling good, feeling like a nobody.

There's no right to keep him here any longer.

Fatimah, gawking due to the nature of the young man before her suddenly turned mellow.

(Well, how come this guy's a baper gini?)

(Sebelom, in the nurse's check, still rancid and whimsy?)

(Has that nurse done the wrong medicine?)

(Eh,)

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