INSECURE, Love of the Past

INSECURE, Love of the Past
Soft and melodious voice


"Are you ready, sing what?" Just asked what I knew his name was Daffa.


I nodded my head and replied, "Hindu, Agnez mo."


"Okay, let's get started."


As soon as all my friends were silent, no one spoke the slightest bit the atmosphere became silent.


I saw him who was playing his guitar seriously, this song will accentuate the piano more so I deliberately chose this to know he could not use the guitar to accompany this song. He also plays his guitar. And when the part to sing came in, I immediately sang...


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(Silent)


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"Hindu"


As long as I'm looking


As long as I wait


Your shadow's at the twilight limit


The sun burns my shade


I was flying high


The mega-mega


Through the wall of time


I lay down and closed my eyes


In my heart I call your name


I hope you hear and feel


Vibration in my heart


The old thirsty will caress you


Like in the past


When you first approached and you kissed these lips


And you whisper the words I love you


My sweat is falling


Enjoying touch


A deep feeling


You've brought everything I have


Everything I have


Vibration in my heart


The old thirsty will caress you


Like in the past


When you first approached and you kissed these lips


And you whisper the words of Yeaah


I love you ooho


To you..


My voice echoed at the last moment of the song. And I saw all the OSIS Committees, my friends and the one in front of me staring at me. I am so ashamed. All eyes are on me, already rich Miss Indonesia aja catchphrase (All eyes are on you).


I ventured to talk. "Sir Nara, I'm done."


They answered, "Oh yes sorry, applause for Maria and Daffa. It's so good that your voice seems to have to participate in music!! You play the guitar really cool." Praise Kak Nara and Kak Dira.


"God willing.. Thanks all."


I sat back down, one by one my friends did their talents. There are painting, some read poetry, some are stories with various expressions, some are joking, making the atmosphere in this class very crowded.


Daffa sat next to me with his guitar. "Good is your voice too, but he's crazy about you, soft."


"Who?"


"Ask your handsome boyfriend. He'll know."


"Indra's? What connection?"


"Ask him."


He also returned to his seat.


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* POV Daffa


One word for him, Wow.. Amazing bang.


I didn't think his voice could be that good. With such a good voice he still does not care just because his physique is not high aka short. I don't think he's ugly, not black. All this time I've only ever seen his pictures.


I know Maria from Indra, my cousin. Every time he plays to my hometown, he always tells me about this little girl. I got curious about her, then Indra brought her picture and I saw her usual. There is nothing special about this girl. Why is Indra so crazy about this little girl?


Though out there a lot of girls who love him, already handsome, pinter, polite, pious again. Less what try? But why did he choose this girl who was not of the same level as him? That was my thought before meeting him face to face.


Now the reality is different. Deserve Indra is very loving and loves him almost 3 years new express love. Very loyal to him.. If I might have found something else instead of that, obviously.


She's a cute chick, her eyeballs are black, her skin is clean just a little brownish but looks very exotic. And again his smile makes people want to look on. There was magic in his smile.


Indra once said that she was always insecure with herself. She was so sweet, so sweet. I just want to date her if I don't remember that my cousin's boyfriend I've been crying.


At that time I was doing an attraction with my uncle and other cousins in a field. My father did have a paguyuban for people who are interested in debus arts.


I was taught by my father various attractions. But I, too, as the youngest man, still love modern things. I don't really focus on debus, I like to play guitar and drums. I also had a band when I was Junior High.


I saw Maria in the crowd. I narrowed my eyes to see if it was Maria in the photo, as if it were true. But when the attraction is over, I don't see it anymore. And I looked everywhere but didn't meet.


I moved to Indra village about a month ago with my sister. My father and mother remained in my old village. My brother has to work in a company that is close to Indra village, so I go with him and go to school in this High School.


* POV Daffa End*