Your mouth Harimau

Wrong People

When the bicycle came close, with a happy heart, I saw him turning his back on me.

Her clothes have been changed. He wore a round white hat, and a long black dress almost to his ankles.

I stepped on the brakes until it squeaked and my bike stopped a few inches behind him, my bike wheel sliding on the rocky road.

"I want to make another request!" I cried with breath.

He turned and I gasped. I stared at the face full of acne spots, a face that looked young with short and curly black hair.

"sorry. Did you say that?" she asked, her eyes looking at me, her face confused.

"I . .I'm sorry," I stammered, I thought my face was like

burn up. "I . . I guess you're the woman I'm looking for."

It turns out this woman is not the strange woman that used to be. I just want to die so shamefully! Behind him I saw two black-haired children

throw a ball at the edge of the city forest.

"Tommy, don't throw it so hard. Your brother can't catch him!" the woman's orders.

Then he looked back at me.

"What did you say about the request? You lost?" he asked, attentively watching my face.

I know my face is still red, but how else.

"No. I thought you were the woman I was looking for." I said embarrassedly.

"Sorry I'm bothering you!" myrag. "Once again sorry, thank you." I turned my bike around and quickly got home.

I'm ashamed to say such a ridiculous thing to someone I don't know at all. But I'm actually disappointed. I really thought the strange woman was there. Where else is he? my thinking.

I remember I showed him the way to Malabar. Who knows I was lucky and met him there, I thought to myself.

It's a long way there. But I don't know what else to do. I turned my bike and headed for Malabar. The wind was blowing more and more, my face started to feel cold and stiff. I rode the bike against the wind, and the piercing cold air made my eyes water.

Although my eyes were blurred, I could see that woman was not in Malabar waiting for my arrival. Two brown cats I saw running across the street together, their heads bent against the wind. They are the only living beings I see.

I paced back and forth on the bike a few times, my eyes watching

houses around there. It's a waste of time. My body feels all stiff. My nose and nose are itching because

numbness. Cold tears streamed down my cheeks from my watery eyes.

"That's it, Shop," I told myself aloud.

The sky is getting darker. Storm clouds floated low above the trembling trees. With sadness and defeat, I turned around and went home. Keep the bike as strong as possible along the road, trying to keep my bike from falling in the strong wind.

I stopped when Yuni's house was already visible. The house is large and the second-story red wall-painted, modern-style, located away from the street, with a spacious front yard and ramps. Maybe I should stop for a moment and look at Yuni's state, I thought.

I can also warm up for a while while resting, I said in my heart. I held my hand and held my nose. Totally numb. I watched the shaking from the bike and laid it on the ground. Then while rubbing the nose so as not to numb.

Yuni's house is surrounded by a fence, there are no guards. When I try to look inside it feels lonely, maybe they're all inside. I tried to open the fence but I couldn't, it was locked. Then how am I supposed to get in to see Yuni's state?