Afternoon with the Memories of My Beloved

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So once when I smp I have a lady friend named afternoon. That afternoon at dusk, dusk gave me a lot of meaning. Long story short I fell in love with the afternoon and intend to be a friend of his life.

When I got home from school the weather was very cloudy and finally rained, while I was riding my bike and wearing my helmet I saw the afternoon shade at the front of the school stop with tears. I went straight to him.

"What's the afternoon." I asked in the afternoon
"Who are you?" Afternoon asked me with a slightly confused face.
"I galih me in class 10 b." I answered the afternoon with a smile.
I parked my bike next to the bus stop and sat next to the afternoon.

"So why are you here this afternoon," I asked.
"I'm waiting for the rain to stop."
"If the rain has eased you go up what?" I asked in the afternoon
"Walk." The afternoon answered with a smile.
"Can I nganterin you to the house, I happen to have a motorcycle," I asked in the afternoon with a soft tone.
"Really, my house is far lo." Afternoon is a bit challenging and laugh.
"What is it all about?"
"In kemang." Afternoon replied
"It's the afternoon deket not yet sampe bogor." I joked with the afternoon.
"Emang if my house in bogor you want to nganterin me." Afternoon a little push me.
"Yes most home I ngesot the bike broke down the middle of the road."

We both laugh and finally afternoon will be escorted by me. On the street he tells a lot about his unique personality that makes us often laugh together.

Arriving at home he officially regarded me as a friend, though sometimes a solitary afternoons somewhere I still think of him as a very rare jolly on earth and once again, I feel lucky to have a friend like you this afternoon.

Until one day where I and the afternoon must be separated because of graduation and afternoon prefer to study in English. Honestly at that time I was disappointed but want bagimana again, anyway we will meet again.

My intention to be honest with him if I love him is probably the best thing to do before we part.

"Afternoon." I called to him as everyone was gone from the dressing room and headed home.
"I can talk for a while." And then promptly sat down.
"What are you talking about?" While pinching my adorable cheek.
"I I .. Want ju .. Honest to you." I sweat and shake.
The afternoon looked at me sharply and his eyes filled with tears.

"I ... I knew it was galih."
Afternoon cry and hug me.
"You love me?" Afternoon looked at me with tears in my eyes.
"Yes, it is true."
"I can not galih can not." Afternoon crying loudly.
"I just want to be honest afternoon no more than that."
"I also love you really galih, but hope it will never be achieved galih." Afternoon look at me and then down.
I immediately brooded and my mouth could only say "Why ?."

"Remember when I cried at the bus stop in front of school ?, At that time I just got news from my mother that I suffer from malignant disease that will kill me slowly galih, but when I grieve you that came, as if you remove my tears, comfort me until I feel forgotten my disease, that's you galih, my hero. "afternoon immediately ran and hugged me.

I was attacked from different directions, surprised, sad and disappointed. So all this time my angel, my evening, my sorow .. In pain.

Finally that night we decided to split up, the afternoon had to leave for England, not for college but for a vacation, maybe for the last time in his life.

As I write this yesterday I got the news that the afternoon is gone, until I write this short story I still tears in the eyes of the afternoon. The plan of the afternoon will be buried there in the newcastle area. Really my first salary work I spent to buy a single ticket to the UK. While