Tone of Love
first day
susana night in the village so dark not many lights that illuminate the streets of silence adds to the calm atmosphere in the corner of the village gusts of wind coming in from each pore piercing the contents inside the chest...
the moonlight that slips from behind the dancing leaves is blown by the wind that runs like a child playing after the chants of shahdu singing cricket adds peace to each the one who hears...
not far from the sight of a sleeping bird on a branch of a tree that majalar a man was sitting daydreaming leaning his head on the tree with a deliberate look up staring at two finches that sleep in a row.
" it feels so good that this bird even though it has no property and no home but still sleeps quietly while hugging, hhh "murm in the heart while smiling to himself like a g** person.
" is there ever going to be a woman who will accept me for what I am not like these two birds" while trying to imagine her words...
I don't feel like time is passing so fast..
alby rushed up from the stopover to close his daydreams this night as soon as he entered the house, in a fairly narrow room alby lay down his body with his arms stretched trying to close his eyes until it did not take long Alby was asleep in his sleep...
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(cuckoo riiiuuukkk )
the sound of the roosters began to interlock, replacing the night with the morning and followed by the ruler of the day who began to be embarrassed to show his face, entering his rays from behind the wet leaves bathed in dew water, and, break through the glare from the window and force alby to end his dream...
alby wriggled his stiff muscles and began to leave the harbor of his saliva...
start the morning with a cup of warm coffee that is ready to become a friend of her stomach...
" mak aq pamit depart y" while kissing the back of his mother's hand
" he had breakfast" asked mak ina to alby
" my mother, I set out assalamu'alaikum "alby rushed away with her little guitar...
" wa'alaikum salam, heart of tong heart "saut mak ina by shouting hope his son heard...
" if you knew that this mak is not your birth mother and when you were a child you would find it on the sidelines of times " speaking in a very small tone while shaking his head and going back inside the house...
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" hay no, hi man "greet his friend alby
" hay bi "answered alby at the same time
" on the coffee has not been " while smiling patting the shoulders of marno and darman...
" what "saut darman by showing the coffee he holds..
" coffee like this gedenya do not see, have coffee first there so do not b**o "marno participate imbuhi while mocking alby
" whom b**o "alby laughs while showing her finger to darman
" httsss..I'm not b** y but have not been pinter aja "answer darman with the rest
" yes ON "alby and marno yell together while showing face to darman
" yeew"
" mang Dadang" cried alby
" ready bitter sweet pa "answer man dadang while shouting
" usual bitter mang "
" ok... !!!!"
while waiting for the coffee served alby tuned his guitar hoping melodious to be heard after not long tuning...
" this is by his coffee "stoasting coffee on the bench
" yes, thank you "
