Still You's
Alisa Qotrunnada's.

"Lo don't pantes live, Nur!" He said, then pushed Nuri's shoulder with iron algae on the knife he was holding.

"Let's!" Nuri screamed loudly and a second later he landed. Apparently, almost all students of SMK Gajah Mada out of his class, trying to see what was there?

"Swash, bego!" Her screams, then runs away, leaving Alisa frozen, until a creepy scream in her ear.

"ALISA QOTRUNNADA!"

"Geez!" He was shocked, sitting on the bed because of his dream. Those times were bleak things, making him regretful in the present.

Alisa grabbed a glass of water on the nightstand, then gulped it down. Her memory recalls, a dream that felt real, just like three years ago.

"Good, Alisa!" his murmuring was frustrating as he scrambled or even pulled his hair. Truly, that guilty feeling always appeared to haunt him.

West Indonesia time has shown at three in the morning. Alisa sighed heavily, then walked towards the balcony of her room.

The morning breeze that was still so fresh without dirt was gently caressing the skin of his face. Alisa closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the touch of the morning breeze. A second later, Alisa opened her eyes and muttered, "sorry, Nuri."

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The day is getting late, showing at four in the afternoon western Indonesia time. Alisa was at one of the burial places in the city of Bandung, she was walking and her mind was focused on something that had always stuck in her heart.

After a few minutes of walking, Alisa finally arrived. Alisa crouched down next to one of the tombs, the name 'Nuri Sinta' was written there.

Alisa held a tombstone inscribed with the name Nuri, in the next second one teardrop dripped towards her chin.

"I regret," he chirped. [I'm sorry.]

"I'm sorry, Nuri!" Further.

The tears that had been just one drop, had now turned into a torrent. Alisa occasionally rubbed her nose, and lastly sent a prayer, so that Nuri would calm down there.

"I'm saying goodbye, yeah. Next month God be here again!"

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"Lo really dong, Bil!" Yulia said annoyedly, with a slight increase in her tone, making Habil scratch his non-itchy nape, while looking at Yulia with his trademark grin.

"How should the cave be?" Habil's question just now made Yulia exhale violently, then slammed the ballpoint pen onto the table.

"Ck, when the hell are you pinter?" His question turned to look at Habil.

Habil snorted, inwardly wanting to comment, but he held on. It's not funny that he was kicked out of Yulia's house because it pissed her off, is it?

"Yes .. sorry!"

Giving up, that was what was on Habil's mind at the moment. Giving up is the right path, he says. Find it safe, he thought.

"Hm," Yulia muttered. His eyes returned to staring faithfully at the book he was holding.

"Pahamin about his 5W+1H. Wonderful, the lesson of the kindergarten boy can't," he said.

Habil frowned in surprise, "TK?"

Yulia nodded, still focused on staring at her book. Every now and then Habil glanced at Yulia who was in focus, a faint smile engraved on Habil's thick lips.

Well-favoured.

'It can't, rather mode, Yes!' His inner.

"What lo?" The thorny question from Julie made Habil come to his senses, opening his eyes several times.

"Huh? No, there was noh belek in your eyes!"

Of course Habil lied. Reflex, Yulia turned her face away, then cleared her eye area. His face was even slightly reddened with embarrassment.

Yulia who was conscious, she snorted, glancing cynically at Habil. "Buarantee on the main idea too! It's coming out" he said.

Habil nodded his head, but his eyes swept the view from corner to corner.

"Who the hell?"

Habil's question made Yulia turn her head, following the direction of Habil's view which turned out to be fixed on the photos on the nightstand.

"Cave soup, if you want to ask to know it already late. He already has a guy" he replied, staring back at the book.

Habil clucked, "not."

"That's what you hug" he continued.

Yulia hissed, turning to look at Habil sharply. "Lo wants to study or a cave interview, anyway?" Ask sebal.

"That interview was in Indonesian, right?"

Confidently, Habil looked at Yulia, saying this. Yulia took a quick glance, then let out a rough breath.

"That's Mama" he chirped, making Habil lift up next to his eyebrows.

"Oh ... Mama-in-law?"

Quiescent.

Yulia snorted, then continued to focus on the book in front of her.

"Where's your mom, huh?" Ask again, but ignored.

Ting!

One message notification is heard. Yulia glanced at the screen of her phone that suddenly flashed, plastered a message from Adi there.

Aditya Mohammed.

Gua's going to your house, give me an address!

Yulia sighed, preparing to type in a reply.

^^^You.^^^

^^^When abis's visiting hours the cave is closed. Next time, the cave is tired.^^^

^^^Partian do not you already know where the cave house?^^^

After replying to the message, Yulia put down her original phone. His eyes glanced at the wall clock, then looked at Habil. "Udah afternoon, go home!"

Habil looked at his watch, showing it at half-five in the afternoon western Indonesia time. "It's still five and a half, yeah!"

Yulia rolled her eyes lazily, tidying up the books that had been scattered.

"Keep going home at what time? You're still wearing a uniform, stink!" He said without looking at Habil who was sniffing his clothes.

Habil nodded, admitting that he smelled. "Yes, the cave's home."

In the next second, Habil tidied up his book, occasionally glancing at Yulia. In fact, it seemed that he would not be bored with this woman nearby.

Yulia nodded, "good."

After a while, Habil prepared to go home after saying, "greetings to Mama-in-law, Yes!"