THE PRINCE OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS
eps.27

ONE MINUTE IN THE RAIN ON THURSDAY

I was running down the street in the rain this Thursday. Suddenly a motorbike passed by, I immediately retreated a few steps back, afraid I would get caught by the water from the highway. Suddenly our eyes met, I saw you, you looked at me until you left. I continued my steps too. When I looked back, the same thing happened, our eyes met, and you smiled at me.

I see you from behind, perfect posture, white and a sincere and sweet smile, it all keeps this heart in mind. With your gray white clothes, with a lipstick color that almost eliminates the white color on your shirt.

"Ohhh! Turns out he's XII class, he's done UNBK... Surely you're playing scribbles on your shirt, "my inner self.

This heart is still imagined to the meeting earlier, unfortunately you have finished school. I just saw you this time.

I'm ready to take a shower, but why is your shadow still present in my mind. I don't know what seed you've sown in this heart.

"I'm so silly!! Oh God, if You please, meet me again with him. I'd like to see it for a while..." My prayer before going to bed.

I fell asleep and wished I had dreamed of him.

"Come on! We're riding the angkot at aja yuk stop?" Take pero, my friend.

"Yes" I replied.

When we were going to the stop suddenly I saw HIM! Yes HIM! I unconsciously walked towards him and subconsciously I felt something was pulling me. When I looked around, it was she who helped me. I almost ran a motorcycle, fortunately I survived. That's when our views met. We looked at each other. Staring at him, my heart was racing and getting louder.

"Aren't you papa?" Ask her.

"Yes, thank you." I said.

"Aren't you papa, Des??" Ask me worried.

"Yes, I'm not a papa, Per." My answer.

"Per?? Peter??" Suddenly someone called pero.

"Des, I went there firstwell, just a moment!" pero said.

"Yes,"

After Peter left, it was me and him.

"Yes, equally. Btw you were almost as tight yesterday too, right, just rain?"

"Which one is it?" I said I was trying to remember, when I remembered.

"Yet yesterday, who used a pink umbrella,"

"Ehhh yes," I said in a small tone.

"Your name is Destry?"

"Kok you know?"

"Yahhhh know that there will be plastered there," he said as he pointed to the name of my chest.

"Ohh, yes yahhh." I said I felt uncomfortable.

"Class XI huh?"

"Yes,"

Peter immediately called me, "Destry here! The cargo is coming! You're the school?"

"Yes, yes." I said, turning to Peter. "First, yeah" I said to him.

"Yes, be careful" he said from behind. I looked up and nodded, the sign was yes.

"Thanks God, it turns out I can meet him again even if only briefly and without any plan." My inner.

And after I got into the angkot, I saw him carrying a suitcase, going where he was going.

The next day as usual, me and Peter went to the bus stop. But today I didn't see him, could it be that he had left? I really don't know. But one of the most important things, I wanted to meet him for some very long time. Even sangaaaat.

FINISH/TAMAT