Love Stay Here
Re-meeting

Bruk!!!

The sound of the collision of two human bodies in a clothing store in the Pelangi mall a shopping center in the city of Bandar Lampung.

"Shhh, ahhh," hissed Sekar while rising from the floor by holding his waist which was grieved by the fall earlier.

"Hey, can't you be careful when you walk?" the jolt of a man who had collided with him. For a moment Sekar pecked at the owner of the baritone's voice.

'That sound? Could it?' he murmured in the heart. He slowly turned his head, closely observing the man before him at this moment.

'Oh, how is that possible? Is this really him? Really?' batin Sekar does not believe in his vision.

"Sorry," said Sekar Munduk, not daring to look at the face of the man before him. His heart was too afraid to meet and talk to the man. But he could not hide the curiosity that had haunted him all this time.

"How are you? Is your wound healed?" I just dared to ask.

"What do you care? Don't you not care about me? Even when I struggle between life and death you don't care? Why are you asking me now? You must be surprised at this moment not to think that I am alive and well" the man replied cynically.

'Mas, I'm so worried about you, ' she wants to say that, baby, just in your heart.

"Why? Why just shut up? Of course because it's true then you don't dare to talk" the man accused again.

"Mas Bima, what is there to do here? I'm a waiter here so can I help you?" he had difficulty talking to the man who turned out to be named Bima.

"Oh, so to run away from me you

to be a waitress in a store like this? Is your title useless?" bima said with a mocking face. Very spicy his words.

"Strick, what happened? Why are you keeping quiet? Serve our customers right," a middle-aged woman scolds Sekar.

"I-yes, Mom" Sekar said nervously.

"I'm sorry, I'm at work so I can't talk much. Please Mas Bima want to find out what let me help," said Sekar with a face down, not daring he looked at the dark brown eyes he had missed so far.

The person asked instead of answering instead thrust his phone in front of his face. "Enter your mobile number. Remember don't you dare give me a fake number!" bima gave the order.

Doubtfully Sekar received the phone and typed in his phone number. After that, he gave the phone to Bima. Soon the phone in his pocket sounded indicating an incoming call.

"Remember not to dare run away again. Wherever you go I will chase," said Bima then he left Sekar in a state of confusion.

Inwardly breathing deeply, "It turns out time has changed everything" he murmured inwardly.

The day since the passing of Bima his heart was worried not because. Even to smile and be friendly to every shop visitor was done very heavy and difficult.

All that can not be separated from the vision of Devina coworkers. 'Unusually he is like that, ' he murmured inwardly.

Time has moved on in the afternoon when he went home and changed shifts with other colleagues because this store is open until midnight.

Sekar walked out in uninspired footsteps. Devina who walked behind him finally approached him to resolve her curiosity about the state of the girl.

"What's up, say?" devina asked as she gently patted her best friend's shoulder.

"Herod...." Devina sighed. "Who is that guy?"

"Which guy?" uh, the one asked was behind nanya.

"This morning the man who has been in your mood all day is broken" Devina said as she continued walking towards the exit.

Sekar hesitantly answered him but again undone because it was difficult for his lips to answer his friend's question.

"What's he?" pause for. "Is he the man who's been breaking into your heart for four years?" sahut Devina guessed. Looking at Sekar who was just silent he already knew the answer.

"What happened just now?" apparently still curious about him. Eh, who was asked even silent a thousand languages more curious about the prospective lawyer.

Seeing his best friend who was still silent made him take the initiative to invite him into a cafe near them to stand. Without the consent of the owner of the body he dragged her in and forced her to sit on the chair of one of the tables.

Without aba he had ordered a drink for the two of them.

"Tell me. Tell me what happened. I'm your best friend, you can share all your heart's burdens with me. Shouldn't I be useful as a friend for that? Hemh...or don't you still consider me a stranger when we've been friends since Junior High?" cecar Devina urged his best friend to talk.

Huft.he sighed then drank the fresh iced tea that was on the table. Yes, when anxious like now iced tea is the antidote and Devina already knows very well about the habits of this friend.

"Yes he's the man" he answered briefly.

"I thought so," murmured Devina.

"What did he say?" tanyakanya.

"He thinks I'm running away from responsibility." She looked down lethargic with tears that began to fill her shady eyes.

"Then you just shut up without explaining?" ask Devina again.

"I want to explain but it's hard because it's working. He left after asking for my cell phone number."

"You gave?" Sekar nodded.

"good. If he calls you later, explain to him what really happened. Don't let this matter get late that will eventually plague your life and your soul. You deserve to live a quiet life" said Devina as she clasped the hands of her friend who was cold because she was too nervous. Sekar just nodded slowly.

"Let's go home together let me take you. You're not doing well right now." Devina's hand just pulled Sekar's hand. The one who was pulled just quietly resigned with all the treatment of his best friend.

Devina drove Sekar home on her matic motorcycle. He used to carry 2 helmets every go because at any time he could piggyback on anyone who needed a ride including the main Sekar.

"Thank you for taking me home. Thank you for being my best friend," said sincerely Sekar after they arrived in front of his boarding room. "Come by first" he continued.

"It's been a very late afternoon I'm worried my mother is waiting," declined Devina subtly. "Greet Kirana." I nodded while smiling. His best friend was also close to his sister Kirana.

He immediately went into his boarding house to immediately clean up and rest today was quite tiring for him.

"I have to be strong. I need to be able to overcome the fear and anxiety in my heart so that my life can continue to run better. For mother's sake and father's sake and for my future" the doctrine he always uttered when he was in the current state of decline. Prayer always hopes that his life goes according to his dreams. Until his eyes closed that night he always prayed for the best of God for himself.