The Way to Find You

Should have

" Thanks very much Ris" . said after Haris drove me back home.

" samely"

" go over to Ris"

" thank you next time deh, nih your groceries ", said Haris while offering my grocery crackle earlier.

" this one's for lo Ris" I said returning a bag of crackles to Haris.

"make me right"

" yes, as a thank you for shopping"

" thank you very much if that is so, often it is rich gini. it is good to eat treated at the store as well" Haris said with his chirping tone.

" ih so men are not really capital lo"

" beneki mah not rejected.had ya I returned first" pamitnya, re-started the engine motor.

" okay, careful"

" hmm,..''

Haris drove off the bike leaving aunt's house.I stepped out of the yard after she was no longer visible. There are others here, there is a big motor parked on the porch of the house, but quiet inaudible conversation from the living room. arriving inside was not seen anyone - who.

" bi.. aunty" call me while putting groceries at the dinner table as well as fried duck that I deliberately wrapped for uncle and aunt.

" what the hell is it?" . a young man with a handsome face, came out of the bathroom with a short drawer and a towel draped over his shoulder.

" Ilham, when to go home ?" I was surprised to see my cousin.

" where did you come from ?"

"out of shopping, the same uncle's aunt went where".

" he said he wanted to look at the sick"

" oh, that was buying fried duck" I said while pointing at one of the packages.

" it's delicious" said Ilham spirit, while pulling a chair and sitting about to open the package.

" wear clothes first Ham, really jorok deh. eat time not wear clothes".

" hehehe.

I've left the dining room. towards my room. and now is lying on my bed. enjoying my body that feels a little tired. I grabbed the bag took hp that since I was silent. a lot of chat came in,Bian my sister, mama, and definitely Livi my best friend who never absent asked me. There are also newcomers in my chat Aji. but there's one new number coming in that isn't in contact yet and there's not even a profile picture.

My curiosity led me to open the message.

(wid km dmn?, I pngen jlsin smuanya wid,....) . deg....... My heart pulsates pain. Only until that sentence I already know who sent the message. Adrian, the man I wanted to avoid even forget.once my eyes warmed up, I could not hold back the tears that flowed.I no longer want to continue reading the message. but I can't afford to read.

I forgot that he only blocked her he still memorized my number. I should change the number until when this past continues to haunt me and until when I hide. anyway, the reality is still like this. I will still be sick when I remember it, I will still be sick when I remember it,stay still when the shadows are drawn about our memories.oh God.why this hurt feels.

I rise from the bed, wipe away the tears.I must train the heart to be firm, must. The sound of guitar passages sounded outside.I went out of the room looking for a figure who was engrossed in singing with his mediocre voice. I found Inspiration I was sitting in the chair next to him. Inspiration stops its activities.

" uh, my mom. noisy huh mbak?" ask him while grinning.

" very" I answered briefly.

" hehe... free concert mbak. mbak said mother mbak has been here for a long time. tumben, what's the matter ?"

" it's okay to refresh"

" Ilham can't believe it mbak. mbak heartbreak again huh ?" Inspiration looked at me with an irritating look.

" little boy knows"

" ye,mbak. Ilham tuh da gede. gini-gini also Ilham had a girl mbak".

"there's that guy who wants to be the same ?''

" well, I don't know mbak. many times who mbak ngantri"

" wuih pede acute"

" should dong, do not long broken heart mbak. mbak tuh gorgeous must have been a lot of waiting mbak singles"

I laughed bitterly.I even in nasehati my sister.

" thank you aja mbak" continued Ilham who immediately plucked the guitar.

yesterday I saw you...

" no, not that song Ham" I cried.I don't like mellow ria added nyesek. I know for sure it's a fleet song.

" okay another song mbak".

back Ilham strumming guitar strings and no longer singing songs jalau.just good tonight passed quite fun with my cousin's sister.