
Arriving at the intended room, the wanted look was waiting in front of the Lobby with his parents and two younger siblings. One of her sisters who gave her invitations in the library and one of her big black-veiled sisters I don't know.
Brother Ahmad immediately approached after Fatty handed me over beside him. Duhhh kayak anything give up. There is a feeling that is not because. The flowers and happiness came suddenly from behind our smiles. I can't stand this cold sweat. God, what is this thing called love.
It fell from his heart and came down to his heart. Or vice versa from his heart down to my heart. Cie..cie..so poetic.... This is copy paste falling in love first with her.
"Falya, before the show starts. Know my name, ANS. Ahmad Nur Said, the extension." Duh Masyaa Allah it feels pedekate shot and so deh.....
Keinget era High School. Shot twice two guys. Both give me flowers and a handkerchief. Stupid me with the police officer I chose a handkerchief, finally love ran aground at the intersection of Empang.
The second I was also stupid, I chose a handkerchief to finally break up across the street. This time if he asked to choose between a flower, a ring and a handkerchief. I will not choose you, Handkerchief. Make my life fall apart.
"Falya, how daydreaming." As he held tightly to my right hand.
"Ehm.not Kok Kak ANS."
" Today I ventured, shot you, pedekate the same you and I expressed my intention to propose to you...!!!!"
"Ouch. Damn you, Fal. Sick tau." slow voice but for me I laugh out loud in my heart in fact I just smile a little. Thank God this is not a dream.
"You don't have to answer now. I give you a gold ring, flowers and a handkerchief. You give the answer after graduation. You can choose one of those options." Brother Ahmad handed the three objects to my hand. And he also let me sit at the guest table that the committee had prepared.
Ahmad's brother returned to the podium stage to gather with his other friends with a feeling of escape. Very visible face that cheap smile and paid off already waiting.
From the front he often stared and glanced at me. His friends and the committee who followed him while giving an interesting applause for us. God, I murmured.
I said to my finger, I'm gonna throw that handkerchief away I don't want my life to go to waste. Loving someone who has harbored long feelings for me until he finally leaves you, because your dishonesty says I like you. The next day you realize that you like him too. That makes life bitter.
I want to go back to the past but it is too late. His love has become a petrified rubble. Unfortunately, it belongs to someone else.
From that table, presented the best seller dishes from Asian hotels at that time. I enjoy it while occasionally greeting his family. His mother, father and two brothers.
They were good with me. Doesn't look at me semester brother Ahmad. That means I'm almost the same age as his younger brother.