Waiting Room

Chapter 7 #4

I \= April

Just a few minutes away, Okta leaned her head against my shoulder. After I saw him, he fell asleep. Maybe he was exhausted, especially when he was in Piaynemo he carried me up.

I raised his head, moved it up my thigh. Letting him sleep to let go of his fatigue. Fortunately, he did not wake up. I rubbed his hair slowly. I spent a while looking at his face. He's good-looking too. uh jeez April. What the hell are you? I stopped looking at him and just focused on the front.

When I got to Waisai, I woke him up.

"Oct, Okta. Arrived!" His eyes opened slowly.

"Eh. April. I fell asleep yeah. It's over your thighs again. You ache? Sorry huh?"

"It's okay. Let's lodge. I'm tired too. Going to sleep." He nodded and we returned to the building.

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At eight o'clock I woke up from my sleep, from outside the sound of the sound of music that shahdu. I immediately got out of bed and got out. There was Okta, listening to a song while sitting on a wooden chair. I walked up to him and sat next to him.

"What song is that?" My toot.

"It's a one-only song from the end!"

Start countin' all the days

Forever I will stay with you

With you one only you

Go far and roam about

Comeback and callin' out to me

To me one only me.

"The lyrics are good bangeeeet." I got so carried away with this song. Especially the ones that just hit. Exactly what I feel right now.

Oh I'm in love

What did I do to desire you

You tell me what did I do

To be with you, love

To be the one you runnin' into

When the days do come through

Okta uttered the lyrics of the song in that part while looking at me. Is that what he wants to tell you the truth? Or just reading the lyrics of that song? Please okta, don't say that. I don't want to break you. I don't want to destroy your hope.

That night I spent listening to a song and staring at the stars that were spilling over in the dark blue sky. The moon that did not want to lose lit up so majestically. Presents its perfect round shape with special. Really, I don't want to be ambushed this morning tonight. Everything is too pretty to go through for a few hours.

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We came to a shop that amazed me. Lots of good stuff there. From batik to T-shirts, everything feels like I want to buy. From far away I saw something quite interesting. A light brown knitting bag. I went up to him and asked Okta to get him.

"Take it yourself!" Thinner.

Out of annoyance, I tried to grab it myself by jumping up and raising my hand to grab the thing that was there. Shit, I didn't make it. But I have an idea, I'll try jumping again.

Okta was busy looking at the view. He doesn't care about me. I quickly jumped on his back.

"Eh, uh, uh.." she almost fell down as I tried to climb her back. But he immediately crouched down and lowered me.

"Eh Okta's. Don't upset. Excuse me. After that you were told to get a bag that was not going to go up above."

"Who is angry? Come on up my shoulders!"

"Hmmm good offer." Reply while directly sitting on his shoulders. He stood up and held my leg. I took the brown knitting bag.

"It has. Downhill!" "Oct!!! Down!!" My soon. But he remained silent. I grabbed her hair to put me down immediately. But instead of lowering me, he walked back and forth and took off my legs. I was afraid of falling and made him laugh.

"Okta down!!!!" He didn't hear my words either. I kept pushing him and grabbed his hair. I began to get upset, I patted her on the cheek hard and pinched her.

"Ouch. Ouch!" Shouting pain. "OKAY. Okay. Down." He started crouching and stood back in front of me with a hand that kept wiping the swab of his reddened cheek. His face had a sullen expression. "It hurts.." whispered slowly.

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Not only knitting bags (Tas Noken), we also buy papua batik cloth for mom, t-shirts for dad and a wooden urn hanger with very beautiful carvings.

"It! Bring everything. Thank you." Thank you." I gave all our groceries to him.

"Eh. Nice, his hands are light!" Insinuations.

"Haha. It's delicious!!"

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As planned, after buying by, we would go to the arborek village and spend our last day there. As usual, we had to traverse this stretch of blue water to get to the arborek village. The breeze feels friendly, very cool and soothing. I took Okta on a selfie, she complied and began to style. I also took a video of the beautiful scenery beside my left and right.

"I don't want to go home." My speech.

"Lohs. Not miss home? Isn't after leaving always there to come back home?"

"Home isn't always about coming back after you're gone. Sometimes, going home can also be about finding a new home when we leave the past home."

"Oh so yeah. Well, I wish I was the new home you'd make your home." The reply was confident while looking at me gently. I was silent after that sentence. There's nothing more I can say. Everything I feared happened. He expects something other than friendship. And I'm afraid it's gonna end up hurting. I tried to look ordinary and continued the conversation.

"But if the new house is used as a place to go home. There will be a memorable wound to an old house that was already dear." My reply as a code for him.

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