Cloudy sky decorate the beautiful atmosphere nan cool city of Bogor. The remains of rain still moistened the verdant foliage. The cold air began to feel but the solar beat him.
A hooded girl walks down a lonely road like there's no human being there besides her. The girl looked around as if the place was a familiar place.
"Sir, excuse me ... there's a tree house here, right? Where is it now? "Asked the girl to a farmer who happened to be passing by.
"What's the sister of the tree house in the rambutan tree?"
"Yes sir, you know?"
"The sister of the road continues to the east and the sister will meet the tree house."
"Thank you sir ... I excuse myself ... assalamualaikum." The girl said as she walked to where the father was pointing.

Before long the girl had found what she was looking for. The girl walked around looking around. His smile widened as he found a writing on a tree.
"This writing is still there ... I've even forgotten to write this fun." Inner-girl.
The veiled girl seemed to be nostalgic about her past. So much fun he even forgot the purpose he returned to the place after years he left behind. his memory of monkey love in childhood revolves back in his memory.
Her ringing voice broke all the reverie of the beautiful girl. There was a call from his father telling him to go home immediately because there was something he wanted to talk about. With a little forced the girl got up and walked away leaving the memories.
Without the girl noticed the bracelet that had been circling in her hand falling right near the steps of the tree house.
A few minutes after the girl's departure a young man came to the tree house. The man walked over to the stairs and found the girl's bracelet.
"The bracelet?" Murmured the man as he searched for the owner of the bracelet.
But there was not a single person he met in that place. With great confidence the man ran out of the tree house. The ringing on her phone could not stop her footsteps until her pace was stopped in a house she used to frequent.
"Assalamualaikum .." greet the guy
"Waalaikumsalam ... want to find who ya?" Ask a middle-aged mother
"Auntie Santi? I am Hasan auntie ... "
"Hasan his son mbak Asih?"
"He's auntie ... when is he coming?"
"Last night ... let's go in ... it's been a long time you did not play here ... last before we moved to Surabaya right ...?"
"Yeah aunt ..." said hasan while following aunt santi entered into the house.
"How quiet aunt ...? Raisya where to tan? "
"You're here to find Raisya right? He just went with his father "
"Go? Where's your aunt? "
"Auntie also know less ... may be coming home ..."
"Ya already aunt if so I say goodbye ... I have a promise with my friends .. later tonight InsyaAllah I'm here again ... assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam."
Hasan left the house with a little excitement. The man who had been waiting for his presence was finally back.
A beautiful long-haired girl walked up to a dreamy hasan in front of her house. Smiling, the girl closed Hasan's eyes.
"I do not have to close my eyes ... I know this ..." said hasan casually
"How come you know?"
"Yeah ... what's wrong?"
"How come? You forgot you already promised to have dinner with me ... you forget? Please deh dear lupamu disease do not relapse again donk. "
"Yeah I'm ready first ... you wait here okey." Hasan said as he rose from his seat. The beautiful girl smiled happily.
The long-haired girl was Aurel ... the girl who had become Hasan's lover a few months ago when they accidentally collided in the campus library. Since then without giving up Aurel Hasan continues to approach until now he managed to have a man who has a small mole on the forehead to the right.
"What a shame you are? Why have not you just been silent? You did not eat your food from before. Is there a problem? "Aurel asked as they had eaten at the cafe.
"Ah enggak Just not feeling well anymore wrote me ... you've finished eating it?" Said Hasan hide his anxiety
"Uh ... let's go home .. you're not too good anymore ..."
"Thank you for understanding me ... let me go home."
Hasan is completely confused with his heart and mind that there have been only childhood memories with his monkey love girl. Even Hasan can not wait to see the girl. After dropping Aurel home Hasan headed straight for the house of his childhood girl.
"Assalamualaikum ..." Hasan said upon arrival at the house painted brown
"Waalaikumsalam ... sorry looking who ya?" Ask the veiled girl who makes hasan stunned.
"Search Raisya ... can meet him?"
"I Raisya ... who are you?" Asked the girl confused.
"Kenalin I'm the boy who you live 8 years ago ..."
"Subhanallah ... kak hasan? You kak Hasan? "
"Yeah I am Hasan sya ..."
"Let's go in ..."
"Thanks.."
"Where do I know I'm back here again?"
"Do not call me hasan if I can not know where you are now ... loe forget we have a strong inner bond ..."
"It's a lie ..."
"It's yours right? I meet this on the steps of the tree house this afternoon ... thanks ya loe still nyimpen this bracelet ... "
"The bracelet is a trust from my brother ... and I have an obligation to look after him."
"Are you really changing now? I just got that pangling look at you. Loe added beautiful ... "
"Sister also changed ... I did not know her sister either."
The chats continued. They exchanged stories about their experiences during the breakup. They let go of longing each year that they have been buried for years.
The meeting did not stop until that night alone. They are often like 8 years ago. Their proximity makes Hasan often lie to his beloved Aurel. His desire for Raisya was able to eliminate all the attention he had always addressed to Aurel