Yura Sabina's
Episode 6
Not just for the heart
I said this
I really love you
Not just for the heart
Until the breath stops
I'd be willing to dance for you
Reinard slowly climbed the stairs to the rooftop. The closer he was to his goal, the clearer the beautiful melody and song lyrics greeted his ears. Several times he asked in his heart who was
turning on the music up there, several times he also asked what kind of speaker that produces a blue and clear sound like that.
I'm in love with you dead
Don't ever doubt me
Too deep in my love
Maybe I could die
When you have to lose yourself
Not just for the heart
I said this
I really love you
Not just for the heart
Until the breath stops
I'd be willing to dance for you
The girl opened her hair pincers, letting her long curls blow in the wind. Sometimes he closed his eyes enjoying the roar of the wind and the passage of his guitar. This place is right – really become a favorite place of a Yura Sabina. From here he could see a pretty good view and enjoy the wind.
“Kalo no this terrace, maybe your skin already item.”
Yura was shocked, right in her ear someone whispered.
“Lo?!”
Reinard stood behind him expressionlessly, but Yura could catch a hint of the singed smile on the face of the – male, “Since ka-
“Lo sound good,” cut Reinard, “Nih..” thrust salem colored agenda book to Yura.
“Kok bus-courses
“Library guard who tells me if you are here,” cut Reinard again as if he does not want to give an opportunity for Yura to talk or ask.
“Resek lo!” Yura got up and started to push back her hair.
Meanwhile Reinard remained silent in his place and stared fixedly at the girl. Flat, yes. that's how – think expression of a Reinard, a man – men who got the nickname ‘Hati Batu Less Peka’ from friends – friends. But anyway he is a man – men and again can not be denied
Yura was indeed a girl who could be said to be perfect, especially when she was back in her hair, for Reinard it looked sexy. The position of Yura who turned her back right – really successfully made Reinard bite her lower lip. The neckline was clearly visible when Yura lifted her curly hair.
“Thanks his book,” Yura said and walked past Reinard.
Yura's steps came to a halt as her arm was restrained, making her unwillingly turn around.
“You want what the hell? Just giving me my agenda book, right?” ask Yura.
Reinard pulled slowly on Yura's hair pigtail, made the beautiful hair re-dissolve and fall gently, “Lo's hair is beautiful,” she said whispering in Yura's ear and sipping the fragrant hair of the girl. Sweetness, innards.
“Let in the description, I like to see,” Reinard continued but stick with his flat expression.
Yura's cheeks heated up she felt her blood as if it was rustling violently, and perhaps now her cheeks were met with red.
***
Yura set her breath, descending the steps in haste – gesa make her right – true fatigue. Not to mention his heart that suddenly worked like never before.
“Jeez, I why the hell?” muttered.
Drrr.. Drrr..
“Iya hello?” greet Yura while receiving incoming calls on her phone, “Gue in class? Lo where?” ask the caller.
“Oh, so. Okay, I'm parked now.”
CLICK. Yura turned off the call and stuffed her HP into her pants pocket. THE LECTURER DID NOT COME IN! Once the sentence was written on the whiteboard board, and Yura only realized the existence of writing that big.
***
Reinard was in his room. He stood by the window watching the campus area full of students who passed by with his activities. His eyes were fixed on the parking area, there were some students who seemed to be preparing to leave the campus. And again, he found Yura there, together
with a male – male. They are quite close and familiar.
“His girlfriend?” reinard asked without any answer, because there was no – who was in the room but him.
The afternoon weather looked cloudy, the wind continued to blow, and black clouds began to billow. Coupled with Reinard's facial expression that remained flat and dinging, as if adding freezing temperatures around. But his eyes were still fixed looking at the figure of the girl in the parking area. Beautiful, many – times her mind muttered that word, no other word could describe the figure of Yura who she had just met a few hours ago, he was right – was made bewitched with the charm of Yura— a Yura Sabina.
***
“Well why, Ra? In the bend I continue to pay attention to daritadi,” asked Andreas curious, since returning from the library earlier this friend's face looks very sour, no chatter and a smile that adorns it.
“Gapa,” replied Yura briefly.
“Why, Ra? Don't want to tell me the same story?”
“Hm.”
“Iya already if you do not want the story gapapa, but that face do not bend down continue dong,” persuaded Andreas.
Yura didn't budge at all.
“Ra? A woi? Aelaahh. I'm in pecans,” reprimand Andreas.
“Lo looks more like salted fish than peanuts, Ndre!” chirped Yura.
“Jeez, long mouth lo – long I shampoo also deh, Ra!” reply Andreas, “Udahlah, no need to bend that face! How about we go to the bookstore, I buy you a book want?”
“Hah? Seriously?” yura asked enthusiastically.
“Iya.”
“Abang Reas want to buy Rara book?” ask Yura again using their nicknames at home.
“Iya. Rara likes books, right?”
“Rara loves it, thanks Brother Reas.”
Andreas gave a small smile looking at Yura's expression that came back carefree, he knew exactly how to persuade this girl who was beside him. The car is traveling at standard speed, outside the wind is getting faster, but for a few minutes then the air in the car feels hot and crowded. Now the atmosphere was starting to melt, along with Yura's smile and babble that began to sound.
I love seeing your smile, Ra. So never make that smile disappear from your face, inner Andreas while occasionally staring at Yura.
***
“Loh? How do we take this route anyway? Not going to your apartment first, yes?”
Andreas shook his head slowly, “Later, Ra. I'm almost in the afternoon, later you even go home again, not to mention this is also like rain.”
“Yahh..” Yura pursed her lips.
“Hahahaha, why? Do you want to clean my apartment? I was so moved,” Andreas said confidently.
“Iya no! By – by Rara how?”
Andreas instantly ruffled Yura's hair bangs, he was made to be anxious with Yura's reply which seemed to break his expectations.
“Gue kiloin also deh lo!”
“Ya whose fault?”
“What?”
“Lo has me?” Yura asked back.
“Iya, Yura!”
“Jawab don't?” he said it again made Andreas scramble his own hair like a frustrated person.
“Gosh! You mostly drink kobokan water like, Ra!”
“No! Ngasal! I met micin yesterday, kept my daughter, lick, kept dipping. Maybe now just feel the effect,” replied Yura without burden.
Andreas got out of his car, he walked quickly and opened the door of the car where Yura was sitting. “Please come down Queen Mother,” she said with an accent of emphasis and annoyance of course.
Yura got down from the car while looking at Andreas who was now frowning and his eyebrows. As much as possible he held back laughter at the expression of his best friend's face.
