Ash-boss
Sunny Week

Baras woke up on Sunday morning with a pretty heavy feeling. The sad feeling he felt yesterday was still very much for Laras. Especially after yesterday, Aksara and other figures Eren did not appear again at school until the school lesson was over.

Laras was still able to recall the conversation that occurred between himself and another figure Eren just before Aksara came and pulled his body away from another figure Eren. Only the events after that were truly unable to Laras remember for sure. He only felt the clattering sound of the extremely chaotic lily valley bell flower and the thunderous roar accompanying.

“ What happened exactly? ” Barrel rubbing the back of his neck. He was still sitting on his bed. With a white T-shirt and blue training his school's sports uniform. He ruffled his hair before finally getting out of bed to open the window of his room facing the other side of the abyss where he lived. “ Still too early huh? ” re-covered that window.

Soon Laras took the black hoodie and put it on. Wearing fairly thick socks and coming out of his room after wearing his black hat. From the hallway of his room, he walked slowly so as not to disturb the sleep of the grandmother who accompanied his grandfather in the room next to him. Soon he went to the heater in the guest room and took a carton of milk that he was ready to deliver to his customers. Before lifting the milk carton, Laras glanced again at the wall clock that limited his room to the grandmother's room.

04.35 morning.

The bike was light enough for the barrel. He did not have to spend too much time delivering milk and some newspapers because it was Sunday. There are only about ten customers with newspaper orders on Sunday. Fortunately, the newspaper loper subscription Laras always deliver his newspaper to Laras jam 4 am. Put the number of newspaper orders in accordance with the day at the corner of the fence Baras house. So this morning was just as perfect as the usual mornings when having to work delivering milk and some newspapers to the

his subscription.

First he had to cross a small bridge near his neighborhood to deliver 10 cartons of milk and 3 rolls of newspapers in seven of his customer's homes. After that, he crossed the same bridge and passed his house back to continue his work delivering milk and newspapers to other customers.

Throughout his bike he hummed. For some reason from so many songs, children's songs titled Scenery of the creation Alm. Cpc. AT Mahmud is always a choice of songs for him to sing every morning. A song that sounds very cheerful and fun to her. A song that always makes him feel fine amid all his life experiences that have to deal with some things beyond human reason.

“ Am I really a strange human being? ” lamented put 2 boxes of milk and a roll of newspapers in a dominant white house. In the style of an old Dutch-style building, the house looks old enough for teenagers the age of Laras.

The house should be pretty scary for anyone. Not so for Baras. He just felt the house was too quiet. So lonely, the sound of the bicycle paddles was heard very clearly when the bicycle and its owner stayed away from the yard. Laras turned his head back before finally really intended to pedal his bike as fast as he could to deliver the rest of the newspaper and his last 4 boxes of milk this week this morning.

“ Huwaaaaah!! It's finished! ” Laras threw himself in the grasslands behind his school. Enjoying the atmosphere of the morning so cool, Laras let go of all his fatigue. “ It would be refreshing if I still had a box of milk. ” Laras recalls his last one. Actually there is still 1 box of milk from the amount of milk that must be delivered. And Laras intended to keep it to himself. For him to drink while enjoying the fresh morning air in this meadow.

He sighed as he looked far behind him. He saw a puppy that might have been accidentally thrown out without eating and drinking these hills. The last box of milk he gave to the puppy for free. And all that was left for him was a sense of relief from not letting the puppy starve in the middle of the week that began to show the brightness of the morning light.

“ Drink! ” a box of milk welcomes the look of Laras' eyes as he watches the puppy across from where he stands. “ Sharing is much better isn't it? ” the owner of the voice immediately sat next to Laras who was still lying and was quite surprised by the appearance of the owner of the voice.

“ Eren... ” Laras blinked his eyes many times. Convince yourself that the figure who is now sitting next to him is indeed Eren. This figure disappeared from school a week. The person he was looking for his existence. The figure that made him want to ask so many things in his life.

“ Take! ” the hand still offers a box of milk that he had delivered a few moments ago. “ Thanks for delivering it enough this morning. ” he said again.

“ Loe mean? ” Laras was aghast from his position but his hand was still reflex to take a box of milk that Eren thrust on him.

Opening the milk box, Eren upheld it and chose not to answer the question that Laraas asked him. “Good place... ” Murmured. “ I come here often.Guesalu be here all the time.  ”

“ Yes?? ” Laras so increasingly confused by the unexpected circumstances he experienced. More about the emergence of Eren in a place where he used to be alone. “ So... During this week, you are here? ”

Eren shaking.

“ Is not a loe affair. ” the answer is relaxed. “ Want to take a walk? I'll piggyback you with that pepper. ” Eren pointed to the bicycle that Laras used to deliver milk, newspapers and also bicycles that delivered the figure of the school girl.

“ Where? ”

Not directly answering, Eren smiled and pulled Laras' hand casually. To take him to ride his own bicycle. Bicycle with an old model gray with a rear and in front of it there is another sidecar where Laras put a basket of milk and a roll of newspapers between it. For the stand itself is dark brown in color which is in line with the color of the front basket.

“ Handles. ” with just one word, Laras without hesitation held the back of Eren who was now piggybacking himself casually down the streets of the hills that were still quiet because of the weather that morning. Enjoying the wind blowing fiercely behind Eren's back, Laras shouted in excitement.

“ It feels good to be piggybacked on people! ” he laughed so loosely. Unknowingly, the hat slipped off and was blown by the wind towards the ravine across the meadow. “Hats! My hat is flying!! ” Baras panicked trying to grab the flying direction of that hat.

At once Eren stopped the speed of his bike and tried to chase the black hat with the owner. Until the end of his pursuit, Eren stopped that step when he saw the black hat was no longer able to reach with his hands. His breathing panted as he realized Laras was completely oblivious to his footing as it stopped.

“ Stupid! ” Eren rushed to pull Laras' hand and bring her down in his arms like on the first day he bullied Laras with his black-coated old book.

Laras' body again overlapped Eren who seemed so comfortable with what happened suddenly. He even deliberately spread out his hands and let Laras rise up from his body reflexively.

“ Sorry! Pardon me! ” Panic barrel and a little staggering in shock.

Before Laras fell down for the second time, Eren pulled Laras and made the girl sit down with her stupid expression before Eren. His stingy breath still sounded very clear. He looked at Laras quite irritatedly. Can't explain the aggravation because of what. But soon Eren gets all the bad stuff out of his mind.

“ For today only..I want to stay like this with him. ” bhatin Eren.

“ Huumff! ” muttered Eren ruffled the hair Laras who was still dumbfounded in front of him. “ Do you always have a lot of weird mimics to show? Hahahahahah... ” laughs are completely natural.

Laras. At a glance in his residence, Laras thought he might die this morning. Seeing how Eren's other figure flashed covered Eren's entire body with his darkness. The side of the maroon robe looked so fixed but hung with certainty. Especially the eyes behind the human skull mask. The light felt so piercing. Like ready to bring Laras the darkest side of this world.

“ Do you always laugh that much? ” Backward smiling.

It was cool and fun for Laras to see that smile and laughter. It feels really warm. Strange feelings filled the space of Laras' heart and mind throughout that day with Eren. After mengikhlaskan his favorite hat was flown by the wind to the ravine across the meadow, the, Laras and Eren continue their journey along the road from the hill behind the school to the city which is 15 minutes away by bike. Until in the middle of the city, Eren invited Laras to enjoy local snacks typical of the city. Then go around looking at various kinds of stores that sell many types of jewelry from beads, copper, brass, silver and gold.

At one store at the end of the road, when Laras was amazed to see various types of sculptures and all accessories made from various kinds of processed wood, Eren slipped a hat of deep gray above the head of the barrel. On the front of the hat reads “Amor” in gold.

“ Indemnity! ” Eren smiled casually then continued his steps ahead of Laras who still did not believe in the gift he got. For the first time Baras got the prize he really needed. At least the hat he now wears is very much needed. Remembering his favorite hat just disappeared in the wind.

“ Waituu!! ” Laras ran after Eren who suddenly launched his bike without piggybacking Laras at the back. “ Eren! Wait me! ” with a fairly unexpected speed, Laras managed to catch up to Eren who laughed cheerfully with the pedal of his bicycle. With a breath of breath Laras intercepted Eren who was staring at him quite casually.

“ Let's go home. ” invite Eren after seeing the sun has started high enough. “ Huuuufh! Why forget this time! ” murmured after Laras sat on the back of the bonce.

“ Thank you today. ” said Laras girang while enjoying the genjotan Eren bike that brought them back to the back of the school.

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