
Boredom I really feel today. reading a novel is no longer fun, chatting with Livi also has stopped because she who went with her boyfriend.ah so single on Sunday is very sad. I can only flip my body back on the bed while playing my phone.
Samar I heard the motorbike stop in front.At least aunt had gone home.but before long the knocking sound of the front door was heard.who?, I muttered to myself. got up from the bed.
"excuse me "sounding out there.
" yes, a little while" I replied as I stepped out. When I opened the door I found a man who always had a sweet smile.
" lo Ris, who's kirain. handsome really going where ?" chirps me who found a different appearance Haris. T-shirts covered in jackets, long jeans, sneakers, and hats. Something new this time I saw the horror on his head.
" want to make sure you walk.want not ?"
" widiiih, what, a date ?"
we were still chatting in a standing position at the door.
" well sangep it's also okay - what. mumpung mbakku again here there are those who take care of mother"
" can tuh ,gue change clothes first yes,lo wait outside or dalem aja ".
"outside me, which aunt ?"
" go with uncle" I replied.
Haris went from the front door, sat on the porch chair. while I immediately went to the room to change my clothes. White dress patterned pink flowers, with short sleeves and knee-length display I wore. flat shoes for my footwear. powder and thin lipstick I polish on my face. haah,, feel like a real date. My long black hair, I let it run down and my sling bag doesn't forget to bring it.
As I stepped out, I heard the voices of my uncle and aunt talking to Haris.
" have you gone home ?" ask me after arriving at the terrace.the three pairs of eyes that are there looking at me.
" beautiful is very fond of aunty. "not answering aunty even praised me.
" from the first time bi" I replied origin.
" yuk Ris, he said he wanted to walk ". I said looking at Haris who somehow looked dumb looking at me.
" uh, yeah, uncle, we'll take the road first"
" yes, be careful" .this time the uncle who spoke.
After saying goodbye and kissing the hands of our uncles and aunts left their homes.by riding Haris motorbike we went down the road.whether Haris would take me where. I just sat behind him and didn't have to ask much. He's my best friend here and I feel comfortable with him, so just enjoy this sunny Sunday with him.
" how is ?" asked Haris while staring at my face. After we had both removed the helmet.
" i like it" I said with a smile sumringah." you know how to really me"
No answer, always with that smile.
I walked beside Haris enjoying the sweep of the wind that broke my hair that was not tied. The dress I was wearing also danced in the wind.
" Ris, play water yuk"
" heh, seriously?, don't walk on the side"
" where fun" . I immediately dragged Haris' hand to bring her in the water.
" a long time ago Wid, I removed the same shoes jacket first"
I took off his hands letting him take off his shoes and jacket.I also took off my footwear.
playing with the water under the scorching heat that was quite stinging released my laughter, forgetting all the burdens that were squeezing my mind. blending in with the pounding of the waves, shouting loudly releasing the tightness of my chest. Haris, that guy always knows what makes me laugh. I'm so grateful to meet him. There was a sense of calm, comfort and protection when I saw that shady face.
Finally my clothes were soaked and so were the Haris shirts and pants.we chose to stop playing with water when we were soaking wet and the sun was getting stinging. Fortunately there was a clothes seller on the beach we bought clothes and changed our wet clothes.
Finished changing clothes, Haris and I filled our stomachs that had started to feel hungry with a bowl of meatballs.
" thank you Ris for today, I'm so happy"
" yes, I also like to see you laugh out loud. hopefully in this way you can forget a little about your problems"
I held Haris' hand on the table.
" thank you for all your attention and understanding for me Ris, I wouldn't have been able to do this if I hadn't met you. I would still be stuck with all my barrel, anyway, if you're not always there for me".My eyes are on his eyes.
Haris smiled softly, the other customers clasped my hand that was still holding her hand.
" that's no use temen. it's been eaten first to go cold".
We let go of each other's hands and enjoyed the meatballs that were already available in front of us.
If I wasn't heartbroken like this, I'd been looking for a very understanding Haris. But I don't want to be selfish, just because this sense of comfort makes Haris a lover, it just makes him my love escape, and that's not fair to a man as good as him. so let it be like this.I'm happy to be her best friend, to be beside her, to laugh with her and to be me as I am before her.