Yogyakarta is a city of a thousand memories. Then he took me to a place. "Allah! Why are you standing there? Are you fascinated by me?"
"What?!" Ify began to smile cynically at Satria who was standing in front of him at this time. She felt a feeling that was so burning in her soul but she tried to hide that feeling because it would be impossible for her to show a feeling to his own best friend. She had promised that a friendship would never have a feeling of love in it.
"Yeah, you'll just end up standing there! Don't you invite me to come in for a moment?" Said Satria looking at Ify so deeply.
"After all, you came at the wrong time at all! I already told you that at 10 we start the walk," Ify started to snort in annoyance.
"Hhah..." Satria started to breathe very, very heavily when he heard Ify's voice. "Yes, you are the one who likes to wake up late! It's time for a woman to wake up at noon!"
