Shella always in my heart

Sometimes I'm tired of asking myself. Yeah, alone but with both hearts. "Must be how am I now?" Today's heart replied "now you must ask him". If the heart is able to talk to again, I want to ask.

Is he able to appreciate the time I use just to wait for him?
Is he able to decide something well?
But alas, my heart is silent and a little talk that "I'm not his heart!"
Stupid!

Yes, obviously my heart does not know, this is not his heart. And he did not want anymore to entrust his heart in my heart, even though half .. Sometimes I feel pity .. And, maybe this is what he left in my heart, kashian .. iba .. who with iklas he delivered.

I never complained with anything he told me. Everything, I ask the heart.
Let the heart speak ...

Somehow when he was able to move his own heart for me, not pity but really sincerely caressing again the time I suguhkan. All is not useless, and I believe it.

My heart once whispered "if you believe, pursue it! Keep up! And do not ever try out of the circle of seriousness "

Huh .. Shella sighed with relief and lowered her body slightly. Pay homage to the applause that the audience applauds for his words just now.

He walked toward the exit, he looked beautiful. With casual but polite clothes that he wore made him look more original. Ordinary, quiet and perfect. Plus after he delivered all the words he summarized that night, when remembering ...

"Hey!" Suddenly someone clasped his wrist.

Shela immediately turned and stood up, after seeing Edgar standing straight ahead of him. The little friend who was once shorter and more famous for his chaos turned into a tall, more clean-looking friend, and also ... handsome.

Shela sliced ​​her sweet smile broadly, with a look of disbelief she turned back and then smiled back.

"Edgar," he said, smiling and stretching out his hand as if to invite the shela to return. Shela welcomed him.
"Is this real you gar?" In a disbelieving tone. "You're very different anyway, already ga short again and already not ..."
"What do you mean?" They just laughed when they remembered their childhood together.
"Where are you going? I anterin ya? "Edgar sweet edaca.
"want to go home. Really yes? Anyway you've long not play to my house "shela whining.
"Yes yes" replied edgar while ruffling shela hair.

On the way, they tell a lot about their own school days that are not concurrent anymore.

"Oia shel, udah how many years we ya not keetemu?"
"How ya .. 1 2 ... hmm" shela busy counting and thinking of the answer from edgar question earlier.

Suddenly the count shela stopped when edgar's hand fell in his right hand, grasping. Yes, grasping with meaningful longing.



"Udah udah shel" edgar paused, "i miss you" edgar stared in shela eyes.
While shela? The trapped in the atmosphere was only able to hold the red of his cheek.

Upon arriving at the shela house,
"Maa ... Mamaaa !!! Somebody came nih !!! "shela shouted from the living room.
"Who is the shel?" Said mama through the door of her room.
"Here deh ma! Hurry!!!"

Shortly after, Mama Shela came with a strange and questionable look. From his gaze, Shela already knows.
"This is edgar ma, our neighbor used to be. Temen sd I who often come here and dirty it loh ma "shela then laugh cunningly.
"Edgar?"
"Yes auntie" edgar then throws her sweet smile and warmly hugging a middle-aged woman who had many years ago was like her own mother. And he has not seen it in years.

There's a lot of warmth about longing there, at shela's house.

About the feelings of shela and his happiness. After many hours there, Edgar took his leave.

"Gar?"
Edgar step halted, he looked at the shela who called his name earlier.
"When will you come here again? Kan again holiday season. And you know if I ... "
"The youngest child who asked ditemenin the reason of fear because mama and her father was not at home. Is not it? Haha "edgar laughed freely.
"Aaakh! Edgar! You just keep cutting me talk! "Shela whined
"Where's your mobile phone? Here! "He snatched the shela handphone and typed some numbers there.
"I'll call. I go home yes. Good-bye "for a split second he kissed her forehead and went home.

Shela lay down on the bed. Then enjoy the wind that perfect the time from a few minutes ago. Feel something she's been waiting for for years.

Ah edgar ...

He smiled inwardly.

The next morning shella looks more steady to welcome the morning.
"Shel ... already woke up yet?
Mama's voice came from behind the door.
Mama must ask to be cemented by deh, ah males ...
"Shel ... wake up son! Edgar already waiting for him under "
"hah! Edgar! Dead! "Shela jumped straight from the mattress and met edgar.

From that morning it all started. Shela felt something different from the day before. While edgar, he began to get used to the morning with the spoiled woman.

Until that afternoon shela got a call from edgar.

"Shel, ntar malem I picked ya. Important!"
"Yes gar"

Now, difikiran shela start a lot of questions. What is so important about edgar this time? Is it the same as it used to be? Something important and to hurt her. Leaving the shela in a daydream of happiness with edgar, but what is the meaning of a daydream?

"Shel" said edgar opened the conversation.
"yes?"
"I have a lot of things to talk to you about, and this is important. I do not want it to be called too late "he stared into Shela's eyes.
"You mean gar?" Shela gazed back in confusion.

Edgar began grasping and circling his little finger on a shela's white pink.

You remember our promise first? When we still can not speak according to the heart. When we still make her innocent raw style little boy? I promise to keep you going. I'll play with you all the time. But maybe the promise is really foul you, after you I love the news that I have to come papa out of town and we, not together again? "Edgar increasingly looked at the shela inside.

Shela was silent.

Apparently you feel what I was sad all this time gar?

He thought.

"Oia, I like the same words you fit a few minutes the first time I met you back then. I'm also confused, it's not poetry and not a short story. But you bring her comfortably and more loosely in the seriousness of the person in front of you who keeps watching you too. Thanks shel "he smiled.
"Thanks for what gar?"
"Thanks, from the words you've already revealed in front of the crowd in the event that you made it and without a warning, it's secretly you make for me right? I'm sure the same feeling I've been shel, convinced that the feeling you never wasted me. Now my heart is not half for you shel, but completely. And now you are not alone but together with your heart. But obviously now you've both and three of us same heart "
"Edgar .." shela whined.

In the stillness of the night, Edgar had unconsciously expressed his love for shela. In the warm hugs they create, everything that shela hold up has not

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been in vain. Love is not wrong. It would not be wrong to believe, believe, endure, sick.

You must be sure that it is trust that brings you to beauty. (shela)