Vionalicia

Love Letter

In the evening I, Iyan and Sugeng were at my house, that night we wrote a love letter, I will definitely give the love letter to Brother Viona and Iyan also has certainly given it to my brother Ira, but another friend of ours Sugeng who is very absurd people, Iyan said, which really makes me and Iyan wonder who the love letter will be given to him.

"You make a love letter, or what the hell gang do, if there is a picture," asked Iyan who slightly peeked at the picture that Sugeng made behind his paper.

"You want to cheat, make each one Yan, you're weird!" sugeng said while closing the picture.

"You are weird, love letters use pictures, where there are love letters using pictures .." said Iyan

"Way, the creation of that person is different depending on whether I want to use the picture or not, it's my own."

"Yes, but do not make pictures, there are no pictures in the love letter, Sugeng Rahwono."

With a soft look, Sugeng said. "Stamps."

"Ha .. You want to send this letter by post."

I just smiled at the attitude of my two friends, indeed the stubborn Sugeng people will not want to hear the advice of others and his opponents Iyan who is also stubborn who is committed to always win his answers.

"Let's be more romantic ..’ murmured Sugeng

"Ah .. It's up to you Sugeng.’ said Iyan who did not want to take a headache.

"If you were Yik, who would you like to write Yik for?" ask sugeng to me.

"Who were you?" ask me back.

"Whose name is a builder?" sugeng

"Hahaha ... Brother Viona Sugeng, who are you?"

Smiling, Sugeng said. "Me, Secret dong."

"Oh brother Secret ..’ said I smiled faintly.

"Hahaha ..." Iyan's laughter mocked Sugeng.

Without us thinking Sugeng also justified my speech. "Yep ... ."

Iyan and Iyan were shocked, that the name of Secret Sister memeng was right there.

"Haa .. The name of the Secret Brother is there?"

"There is .." said Sugeng briefly

"Builder in which class is the Gang?" ask Iyan

"She didn't have an osis, but she's a big sister too..’

Hearing the explanation from Sugeng, I and Iyan were just silent and did not want to ask more questions about the ideal woman Sugeng, who he said that his dream woman was also our upperclassman. Even I and Iyan did not know what kind of figure the woman named Secret was that could make Sugeng fall in love.

"My client mashed it, the head of this Slave Yik" Iyan said with a small laugh

"Hahaha.." I laughed a little.

When I and Iyan were laughing suddenly Sugeng asked me why I was like most new children in his class who like the same sister Viona.

"You why the hell is Yik, like Viona, and in my class too many people like Viona's sister?" ask Sugeng to me.

"Bingung Geng, it's hard to explain, sometimes I don't understand it either, but the point is I'm in love with her, that's it!" obviously me.

"In my opinion, Yik, she is not beautiful, but sweet."

"Well, you who don't like Him still see Him as sweet, let alone Me, who is in love with Him you can imagine if I see Him as what He is ..." I obviously went back to Sugeng.

In wonder I also said. "Ants Cock?"

"Ants when you see the sweet!"

"Yes but your analogy should not be Semu also dong, Angel, that's what I see Geng ... ."

"Eeeaaa .." said Iyan spontaneously

"But are you sure Yik can get him?" ask Sugeng.

"Hmm .. I don't know how to pray."

Suddenly, my mother came to bring us the iced tea that He made for Us to enjoy and my mother asked a little about our activities, and at that time I didn't know if I was lying or not, I said we were doing schoolwork, not making love letters, but the love letter I think is also the duty of the builders, which means it is the duty of the school. I don't know, but if at that time I lied to you, Ma'am, forgive me Mother.

"Well .. here is the drink" said my mother as she placed the drink on the small table in our living room on my left.

"Thank you Ms. (Call Aunty for Ku area, Tanah Merah village) .." said Iyan and Sugeng.

"Strick, take your time seriously, again for what the hell?" ask my mother, I'm curious.

I also answered. "Mom's job to do."

"Ha ... has not yet learned schoolwork?" ask my mother who is more surprised.

"No idea, ma'am, maybe in High School like that is the system." I explained.

"Wah .. far difference is the same as the time of Mother, if the time of Mother there is no such task, today strange new three days of school, there is already a task, there is a task, especially if you are active in learning." explained my mother.

"It means good, right now, compared to the times of Mother" I said lirih

"It's good, so you can't play too much at this High School, focus on learning."

Hearing the explanation from my Mother, Iyan and Sugeng seemed to be just smiling.

"Mom, Mother's time is far from the same today, Mother's time is still a lot of people fighting ma'am, different times now, so it must be a lot of her schoolwork ... ."

"But in hindsight, you must be bored of school if you have too many tasks ... ."

"Yap ... That's right, Ayik can't go to school!"

"Heh .. Yes you can not go to school, just get out of this house!" my mother said firmly.

Iyan and Sugeng laughed at my mother's words.

While My Mom and I were arguing about schoolwork, the sound of a small cry from my sister was heard and stopped the debate between Me and my Mom regarding schoolwork. It was fortunate that the Little Cry came just in time, saving Me before I was cursed to stone by my Mother.

"Owek .. ownk ..." the sound of my sister's crying.

"Well, continue your duty, cry also Sister Ayik ." said my mother as she walked back towards my sister's swing.

"Yes Cik, thanks ye Cik .." said Sugeng and Iyan.

"Eating the teachings of Mother You Way, not school, all directly out of the house" said Iyan while laughing.

"That's how I love you, like it's Way ... ."

Sugeng spontaneously said, "means that you, run away from your mother's house must be more dear to Yik."

Me and Iyan just glanced at Sugeng with a flat gaze.

"Yok continued yok nulisnya, do not ignore the whispers of Satan, yok continued yok .." said Iyan. The three of us continued the love letter that we wrote without reflecting, Sugeng said.