WINTER GLOW'S
Hampa Scream
" Mommy don't ma, Mika still wants to be here. Da? Yes, mama?"
" Let's Mika our plane in 3 hours to go. Next year we'll be here again."
" No, no, no..." Crying out
Little Mika who was 4 years old was crying, while looking at her little friend who also joined in crying and reached out to each other even though their little minds really knew that their hands would not be nyampe.
" Don't mama.." The other little girl, the girl, cried.
" hey.." Mika jerked from her sleep. The dream was again, always the same dream, he was not sure it was just a dream or a childhood memory that kept haunting him.
Geez why so hot, inner Mika. Finally doi was sentin to get out for fresh air, Please deh handsome, this is already one in the morning, where to try. Mika occasionally kicked a pebble and left right by the situation. Seleb rowdy wildness ga use bodygard, especially the famous ask for forgiveness like this person. Although already wear the same jacket scarf to cover the face, still Mika worried.
" Hey stop.." Mika turned to look because of the sound of running steps and saw three burly men chasing black make-up girl. Realizing that, Mika hid while continuing to worry about the person who was running around and then found a face that seemed to be familiar to her. The surrogate who kept her curious, Caca.
Then...Hffmph. Mika grabbed the girl's hand and smothered the girl's mouth while pushing the girl's body against the wall. As they looked, O Lord, she became more and more like Mika's mind.
" Ssttt.." Mika signaled that she wanted to help him. The three people who were chasing earlier, looked wry
because what he was chasing disappeared.
" Pyuuhhh..." Mika let go of her arms as she moved away from the girl coughing as soon as she entered the house . I swear I was really scared but somehow his heart said klo doi must survive tuh cewe, beautiful.
" Where are you going?" Mika reflexes hold the new girl he selametin it, tuh cewe already dilametin ga say thank you directly nyelonong aja, not very polite so people. Fortunately, it is beautiful, klo did not even flinch.
" You realize what time it is? If they see you again how? Cewe is alone, malem-malem, clock like this. (beautiful again, say in the heart) do not fear what." The girl gawked, what business do you think.
" Uh that's him.." Three men came back.
" That's it. sineh."
The only place Mika thought of was her home, other than being close to here she was sure it would be safe there. It worked, but Mika's leg felt like it was going to break, and her breath was almost broken. Gilak, so tired.
" Geez!" Mika snapped, the girl stopped automatically. In the heart at a loss, why can remember to continue to call the name tuh cewe when it is usually difficult to remember the same any girl either face let alone her name.
" Here is it." Mika's orders are soft, while reaching for Caca's hand and guiding her to sit on a super spacious living room sofa, with a really cute home theater. Yes it is, the house of the artist gituh loh.
" Wait here, yeah, I made you an angel tea."
It took a few minutes, for the cute guy to make tea, making a girl who ngaku name Caca it began to be attacked bete n want to run away.
" Here, give it up whenever it won't open." Without looking, Mika chattering from the connected kitchen lagsung the same middle room as the rowdy living room, heard from the sound of a password button that tries to be opened repeatedly continues to fail. What was talked about immediately paused his intention to run away.
" Now the tea." Mika put it on the table and then brought a blanket back.
" This is a change of clothes, happened to have my friend first, has long been left behind. Rich is fit for you. My room is on the right of the second floor, you can sleep there tonight. Let me sleep outside." Whats? Mika rowdy, care? usually stupid times, too.
Without reason Si Caca was the one who again received the clothes given Mika, a little surprised not clear. Like I've seen this shirt but. ah it turns out that shirt. Why is it still in storage? Thought in the heart.
" What do you see? Go change your clothes. Shower if necessary, rotten tau ga? Sin loh make nyium people smell your body that is not fragrant." Trying to be funny but crisp, Mika tried to avoid even though she finally got the same pillow that was thrown at her.
In the room of the mysterious girl was long enough pensive because of the clothes given by Mika earlier, her face was very tired klo males make. He also remembered the same incident how this shirt could be the same Mika.
Yup, Cewe who ngaku-ku name Caca is a truck purak-purak not know Mika actually is Reca. Yoi Mika really, where there are rowdy people can look like every corner of his face klo not the same person. But Reca is too lazy to tell the truth, or rather do not want to deal with Mika again.
The shirt was thrown Reca into the trash can, he prefers Mika's white royal clothes in the closet and took her scarf as well as the color of old ash. Ga long after, Mika squirms Reca from behind the glass wall of the house has been upright outside while looking at Mika for a while and leave. Surprised anyway, until running pontang-panting naekin stairs to check directly in his room on the second floor. And until at TKP well, it really has been a truss of open window glass.
" Busyet, this is real. Second floor, girl again. Did he jump that thing from the window down?" Inner Mika shock.
Means he's not Reca, the sweet guy's not probably a gini-rich macem. And... Mika wriggling clothes that clog from the trash can as in disposed of incorrectly because it does not enter entirely. Mika picked up the shirt, patted it slowly where there was a sticky dust and then stored neatly again in the closet. Dirty? Yes, no, garbage cans of rowdy artists that exist mah fragrant tau.wkwkwkwkwkwkwk.
Mika absolutely no wonder why the clothes are in the trash can, she just thought maybe the tomboy Caca did not like feminine clothes so she threw this shirt. Surprisingly Mika is not angry at all, but the worry continues to make her lose for not caring about this tomboy girl.
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