You, Me And Our Memories

Guests to your house

"Why indeed? What the hell was my mistake?"

"Don't pretend to be one Yul. I already know wrong, even nanya" Diya sebel with the attitude of her best friend who was crazily bego.

"Oh...That one, huh?" Tanya Yuli remembered.

"Yes...What else" Serga Diya.

"You're saying that first why?" Diya stopped his steps.

"I was wrong to say yes?" Now back Yuli who turned her back on making Diya even more upset.

"July...."

"Him..." Yuli. Diya hurt to be treated by her best friend like that. Like a child, Diya left Yuli.

"Diya...Diya..wait..wait" The fat girl chasing Diya made her best friend's steps stop.

"Sorry deh Diy, I'm just kidding" Yuli pleaded.

"Sorry yes, I promise not to repeat it again. Suer deh" added again. Diya took a deep breath and in the strong exhalation. The face of his best friend.

"Tell?" Yuli nodded.

"Well, let's go in" Take the pretty girl. Yuli smiled happily.

"You're so sensitive, Diy. It's easy to be offended" Yuli followed her friend's steps.

"You're flirting anyway"

"I promise, from now on if you meet Brother Ferdi, you will not be smitten again" Diya smiled.

"Tell?" Be certain. Yuli nodded again while sitting on her lap. Silence moment.

"I want to apologize to you too. Maybe I'm the most chatty friend, Yul" he asked as he looked at his best friend.

"It's offended" he said contemplating.

"But I just don't feel good about Ferdi. Ntar spelled the matre girl again" He said slowly as if to say to himself. Yuli understood what her best friend meant.

"I understand Diy" he said, patting the girl on the shoulder. Yuli knows Diya's shy, introverted, and hopeless nature. Yuli knows that. That fat girl feels guilty.

"Sorry Diy, I hurt you" he said. Diya did not answer the beautiful girl just smiled back at her best friend Yuli's smile.

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Diya was a little surprised to see who came when she opened the door.

"Can I come in?" Her question saw Diya looking at her.

"Eh...Yes please" Diya so wrong behavior caught staring at the young man.

"Sit down" he said again.

"Thank you. Again learn yes" asked Ferdi when he saw a stack of books on the table.

"Yes brother...Again with PR" he said.

"What do you want to drink? Tea or coffee?"

"Don't bother Diy, I'll just be a minute" replied the young man, dismissing Diya's textbook.

"It's okay, sister, I'm happy if you want me to make a drink" Diya smiled.

"What if I make tea?" Diya's proposal made the young man give up.

"Yes....It's up to you" replied the young man, continuing to flip through the girl's textbooks.

"I stayed first huh" he said passed from the young man's sight.

Ferdi frowned seeing a piece of paper fall from the book he was holding. Taken and read it.

...... Lord..........

...If he is mine, then,...

...Bring her to me....

...If not, don't disappoint this heart.......

Ferdi quickly put the paper back into the book when he saw Diya coming to him. The girl smiled.

"Thank you" replied the young man.

"What is PR?" Ask her.

"MTK" Diya sat next to Ferdi.

"This one?" Diya nodded.

"Udah finished?" ask again while reading about.