Guitar

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As usual, when the sunset shines the earth bright, the noise of a passing vehicle, the brown man is playing his guitar in his beautiful voice. He is a man who is very good at cheating, his smile so wide it is actually a sign of sadness. He plays his guitar to teach lyrics without knowing, the time that grew faster and faster. He has no reason why he likes sunset because it always hurts him, bright colors are not always beautiful, the guitar passage he played is not always wound healer, but he loves it.

Azan has arrived reminder that he must set his foot in order to move home, although his gaze still could not turn away from the hiding rays of the sun, he still insisted on his pace, fingers that still wanted to play some songs have to stop. As soon as he got home, he put the guitar he had thought of his lover into place. When he wanted to lay down his skinny ass then his mother came along.

"So, how many songs did you play today?" His mother asked.

"Not much," Nero said.

"Oh, how could you like to be a famous musician if you only focused on the sunset instead of your guitar?".

"It's just that sunset taught me how to appreciate life, not just the illusion of hope," Nero said.

"You are my son who has million reasons, even difficult questions," She laughed.

Beautiful morning as usual, he rides his motorcycle to college. He is very calculating man, he is never a student to come first and last. Time is invaluable to him, but productive activity is more important to him, alarm should go off five times, more than five times, and clothes should be neat and neat.

Unlike most to other students, he is very different, he has no gangs, liked to have a lot of organizations, and has a very important central goal of college spirit: to like a woman who never even considered him to exist. In Nero eyes, she is more than studies, his eyes always focused on his face so beautiful as a diamond. She is the perfect woman, her cunning complemented everything. Yet Nero has been a cowardly man and did not trust himself, he could only be a secret admirer forever until he could have the courage to pass on what he left. She possessed everything, and even her smile never turned Nero away.

Until he realized that having the girl is an impossible thing, it would never happen despite a terrible wish. "I have to erase this feeling immediately" Nero spoke to his heart.

After that, he focused more on the organization and spent time playing with his friends, he is a man who can do everything, such as Pencak Silat, badminton, football, billiards and other sports, but he is a man who is inconsistent in what he likes so much that he never gets an achievement he chooses for what he likes. Until he what advantages he has, he is a man who is quiet but would be ferocious when he appeared in public, he will be more confident when he shows up in public that makes him, though guy, that is the reason why he like to organize, which led to his being trusted as the student President of his college.

Then he returned to the most comfortable place with his guitar, he plays as usual. Immedieately he was distracted but not the sun, he is focusing on the woman who was writing something. Nero tries ignore it but it is hard. He decided to try to get greet the girl.

"Hello, isn't it very beautiful sunset?"

"Hello, of course, do you also like sunset?".

"Well, no, but the beauty of the sun forces me to like it"

"Okay, hmmmm... could you play some song for me, please?"..

"Why not, but you'll be sorry to hear my voice".

After the meeting Nero was a cowardly man and then ventured to know more about her, this is not just an introduction, he wants to get to know her more closely. He doesn't know exactly how feel when he was with Jingga. He doesn't want to be quick to love someone, a long time ago reminded him of a broken heart, he doesn't to repeat same thing. Even so, it doesn't mean he drifted away from her, he just trying to get to know her more.

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