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Rabu, 09 Januari 2013

Little story of a little girl


Raining's falling today after several days ago it hide behind the sky. It's falling like small crystall falldown to the earth. Not really heavy but enough to make people open their umbrella. Include her. A girl who have to out from her house to fulfill her meeting promise with her old friends (Senior High School never end *metalstyle*). Under her light green umbrella, through the wet street set foot gracefully. Rain, sorry you're not my reason to postpone my meet and greet today, said the girl like an actrees who want to do her press conference.
Every moment people prefer to stay at home in this rainy day, a girl still walked under the rain to meet her prince (umm sorry it's not a fairytale story). Okay, I mean a girl want to meet her colleagues. She's so excited. Bunch of money on her wallet make her step more confident.
She must use three public transportations to get her destination. Yaaa, far enough but she's been accustomed to.
Along the road, she look around, several years ago she always through this road. The same road every morning. The same road every afternoon. Yet she only can through this road every six months when she has opportunity to come back again. Okay, it's quite same but there are more buidings in their constructions period. What kind of buiding? Building? Again?  and hangout places mildew everywhere. Welcome! Now, it's your choice, teenager! You want to spent or waste your time? Take a much advantage from them! said a girl talking with her heart passionately.
Along the road, she try to remember her friend's name. Oh c'mooon. What is your name, dude? ask a girl to the heart (again). She know that guy was her Senior High School's schoolmate. She know that face but she don't know that name. I'm sure he try to remember my name too, says a girl heartidly confidentally. Until that guy get off from the PT, she decide to up the white flag.
Yaaa at least I have new story later, a girl says.
After an hour, she has arrived in front of one of well-known fastfood restaurant, this is the venue. Wait for a minute and one of her old friends's coming directly give tight hug to the girl. Okay it's time for longing session!
She and her friends comin up to the hangout place that many people meet their colleagues there, tell story each other, laugh each other for make their body and soul warmer bcause outside the rain still falling.
Likewise also that two girls who have been a oldfriends also bestfriend who tell anything each other or momentarily be a gossip girl. That's gossip time while lunch time do at once by them.
Unfortunately, they must wait for their another friends who wants to join up too.
At the end, she spend long time with her old friend for five hours. Umm, it's not enough, we should meet and greet again yeay! says a girl excitedly
Sun change with the moon and stars, so it's time to go home.
Along way home, wide smile appear on her face.
Hey you know how lucky person you are if you have people who always waiting for you to come home to to meet with them again, how happy you are if many people await for you. It's like you are the most wanted person. That's how I feel in every place that I called it as home :) says a girl with wide smile and many butterflies on her heart which has been flying for a full day.
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1 komentar:

Hanamilia mengatakan...

like this words :) "Hey you know how lucky person you are if you have people who always waiting for you to come home to to meet with them again, how happy you are if many people await for you. It's like you are the most wanted person".

10 Januari 2013 pukul 03.46

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