
Fathan gave the wall paint to Arhan, and gave the table paint to me.
“arhan, you paint the walls, let me same yuna who paint the table”. Arhan nodded, then brought some paint into the classroom.
“ I help what?”. Ask me, the article he just gave paint to me without saying anything
“bantuin hold the paint. Later if the one here is over, in pour again”. He pointed to a container that was in particular to fill the paint.
“i help cat yaa”. Pinta.
“don't!, you saw aja”. I don't know why he wouldn't let me, but I would like to try.
Now I just stand beside him who sits crouching because I prefer to paint the bottom of the table first.
I stood for a long time, I was tired. But only this way can I get close to her. What can I do?. Tired I will bear as long as it is close to him. But if you look at it we look like a couple who are repairing household furniture. Ahhh.I imagine him to be my husband only I'm so happy.
There is nothing more beautiful than her being mine. I want to be a little selfish to have her for the rest of my life but it just doesn't make sense. I don't know how to get ahead of him. Either I can hold it or I either lose it after grasping it or worse I lose it before I can even grasp it.
If that really happened, wouldn't it be so sad about my life?. We are now as close as December to January.
“cape yes?,,, just sit first”.
“what exactly, continue aja”. I'd be stupid to deal with her.
After all, we both went to class.
“fathan bantuin netiin the dong”. Pinta.
I was very surprised to see the floor, so much paint spilled on the floor.
“kok can gini anyway?. Later if the paint is not enough how?”. I said half screaming.
“tadi I did not accidentally fall in the bucket of paint.but gapapa it can still be taken the paint, I just need your help to take again the paint that spilled it”. Arhan.
“alah gapapa, you continue ngecat just let me the same yuna who settled this”. If fathan had spoken so, I wouldn't refuse to help him either.
'Call me, bother me, you don't have to worry. All the things that weigh you down must be me there'. That's what I want to get to him but I never revealed through the word only through actions by assuring all his words.
Fathan picked up his paint little by little using a paint brush and a bucket that before him also became a place of paint.
as for me?, I choose to take a sweeper and a pengki or a rakat because I think it is easier to use it. As soon as I started sweeping the paint into the gravel, fathan took his sweeper.
“let me aja,you hold her crook”. I nodded, for some reason I always agreed with his clear words when with him my brain did not function to guide my limbs. My dominant heart functions with her, if my heart wants her then my brain will obey her. That's how kira is.
“cieee,, very sweat sih”. I looked at the source of the voice, not since when Ayra was there.
“help dong”. I said his real prank is also not willing if there are others among us at this time.
“I help you see aj”. Answer ayra.
“good dong, yourself there so mosquito”. Fathan said. Ayra showed a dislike face to fathan's words.
“ patience yes ayy”. My ejek. We used to joke like this, it was not a problem for us at all.
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I helped her a lot today, I helped her hold the stairs so she wouldn't fall, I stanby near her to say yes.
if I hear the advice of my friend at home, I've been stamped the most stupid person, but how else?, I like him. those who do not experience do not understand and those who do not feel will never understand.
I think all humans would be stupid in his place. All humans will be cleansed in their time. There is nothing wrong, we just have not experienced what others have experienced. Then, it is better to give advice alone than the light of opposing because not everything we see as bad is also bad in the eyes of others and not everything we think is good will be considered good by others someone else. We humans live by our own portion. Does anyone agree with my opinion?.
Today I am really happy. We are not far away today nor are there any distractions interfering with our closeness. Are there any tools you can use to measure happiness?. If there's anything I want, I want to see how happy I am today.
But the words of the great happy man today may be changed by the profound sorrow of tomorrow, I fear. I want to keep myself locked up so that no one makes me feel comfortable, I want to be comfortable in loneliness without putting my heart on God's creatures.