You, Me And Our Memories

Dreamtime

Diya walks enjoying the fresh air in the morning. Tracing every inch of the complex road that he passed. Sunny weeks, holidays like this better exercise eliminate a little bit of his fat that is already residing in the body. That's what Yuli said last night.

"Diy, look at my face"

"Why?" Diya stopped her steps.

"Is it different?" Yuli asked still with her smile. So cheerful was Yuli this morning. I don't know what happened, Diya doesn't know. Today, Yuli seems so happy.

Diya watched Yuli's face from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head. Carefully attentive.

"What is Yul?" Behind the question.

"Followly ask" Yuli was upset.

"I'm Yul. I don't know what's different about your face. For me it is normal" replied Diya continued her leisurely walk and left Yuli who was still upset.

"Oh Diy, you are a less sensitive friend. Time doesn't know the change in his best friend's face" Cigar Yuli.

"I know Yul, today you look so happy. Keep what?"

"Hmm Diya...."

"Sad I ni lo" Yuli extended her mouth sulking.

Diya stopped her steps. At her sight Yuli was still pouting. Diya approached Yuli.

"Yes, I'm sorry, dear Yuli....I saw a change in your happy face. Try to tell me what exactly is it?" Diya Pinta. Her brain is a little sluggish this morning. I couldn't sleep last night thinking about Ivan.

At the end of the beach not far from where he stood, there was a young man who was not so foreign to him. The young man wearing a pure white shirt walked forward looking back at the girl.

"Sister Ferdi" Despered Diya in her dream.

"Sister, Brother Ferdi" Shouted Diya calling out the name of the young man he so longed for. Diya ran after the young man with a smile on his face. A few grains of clear water started flowing down her smooth cheeks. Happy that he was reunited with the young man. The young man who for seven years he had been waiting for his arrival. Now it's back. Diya kept running and kept calling Ferdi's name.

However, his footsteps came to a halt when he saw the figure approaching a beautiful, long-haired girl in pure white. They join hands. Keep walking leaving Diya who was still confused.

"Kak Ferdi" said he softly.

"Sister Ferdi" cried again. But Ferdi did not pay attention to her at all and continued to walk with the girl.

Diya fell to the beach. His legs could no longer support his weight. The look of a happy face, now changed pias with a face of sadness. Diya cried covering her face with both her palms.

"Who is that girl, brother? Why did you leave me" cried Diya.

Suddenly someone touched his shoulder. Diya was shocked and looked.

"Ivan" He said.

Ivan smiled extending his hand helping Diya stand up. Diya grabbed Ivan's hand. Back to Ivan.

"Don't cry Diya, your tears are too precious if you just throw them away for a man who can't appreciate you. There is I who always take care of you" said Ivan steadily hugging the tiny body in front of him.