
The more you know him, the more strange feelings always arise. Even when I saw him with that man.
— Alan Aditya Raysa —
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I tried to catch up with him, suddenly I saw a familiar figure he was Aufal. All of a sudden I had a sense of annoyance at the man, as if I didn't want him to meet Nayla, let alone Nayla saying if the man left her. I clenched my hands while eavesdropping on the conversation of the two of them.
“There really is no chance for me, I really hope to.” asked Aufal to Nayla.
The girl just looked at the man before her while remaining silent for a moment, I could feel from the look in her eyes a clear and profound disappointment.
“You are married, and..”
He answered the statement given to him calmly as if he wanted to reject the man's remorse and guilt.
I was eavesdropping since, so annoyed with the man. Wanting it to come out and give him a single blow on his cheek, it felt like there was something strange in my heart.
The man explained that he had divorced his wife, and pleaded for another chance.
“Because of that, give me another chance. I want to fix everything from scratch and..”.
I put my foot in Nayla's direction because I couldn't stand what the man said.
“Currently she is my lover..” I said to the man, as if to emphasize if the girl in front of him is mine. “Let's go from here,” I pulled him away from the man, he followed me maybe since then he really wanted to stay away from the man.
It was far enough that I took him away from Aufal's sight.
“Can release my hand, I want to be alone,” Nayla said in an annoyed tone.
“You're mad at me?”
Nayla was silent.
“How can I know, if you don't tell me,”
“Iya! I'm mad at you, you just want to tell them all. You should have asked for my approval,” said Nayla leaving me with the question of what is wrong, if I admit it in front of a lot of people.
I haven't even seen her since that day, probably because she's been avoiding me. Women are hard to understand, but she was the first person to make me want to understand her.
The night was late, the stars were shining in the sky. Today is my schedule to check on you. I saw the back of a girl who was not a stranger, a girl who stayed away from me for a week.
“You're still mad at me?” ask me while sitting near Nayla.
“No,” says Nayla.
“What are you thinking?”
“What if I don't wake up. Whether anyone loses, or is grateful for it,” said Nayla instantly made me feel something hurtful, it was as if he was asking if there would be someone crying sincerely for him if he were not in this world.
“Why talk like that?” my many.
“Not a serious thing, it's just that everyone will be headed for death. Sometimes I..”
“You've started writing the script?” I try to shift the subject. I don't want to talk to her about things like, every note, the words she says are full of sadness.
I looked at his face, staring at the stars in the sky feeling like he was talking to the stars in the sky.
“Hhmm... About your illness, I should discuss it with my professor, because as far as I observe your illness.
There was a seriousness of the words he put out to cure my illness.
“Get me a guitar,” I said as I snatched his guitar, I heard him play a melody before sitting nearby.
Tones of sadness, hope, prayer, and cheerfulness converge in his guitar passages. In fact, I saw Aufal listening to the guitar that this girl was playing.
“I know, you will do your best,” I said while playing a song.
“You like what song?” my many.
“I don't like the song,” the answer left me a little surprised.
“Really? I always see you wearing Earphones,”
“Instrument,” answer.
These tones are so much fun to hear. The soft groove calmed the heart, as if I was lulled along with it.
Plup!
Unknowingly, she was slumped on my shoulder from falling asleep.
“Cutte, he's like a little cat,” I said with a smile looking at him who was asleep.
I looked at the notebook he was holding, I tried to take it and look at the contents inside. A sketch, like a scene he was going to write in his novel, sheet by sheet I saw the sketch a sketch of my face was seen there. It was as if the sketch represented what I felt at the time.
A final sketch, I saw a scene where there was a marriage, which was seen by a woman.
“And let me save this love myself. May your marriage be happy,”
It felt like the sketch was full of meaning, the sketch was a bit broken in some parts, like something was wetting the sketch. Hm, it looks like tears as she sketched that.
There was a sense that I could not explain when looking at the sketch, I even involuntarily shed tears upon seeing it. Fortunately, he was asleep.
“What are you doing here with him?” kurniawan asked to surprise me.
“Ah, just so you came. Please bring her things, I'll take her to her tent,” I said while carrying Nayla.
“I can't make you hurt them,” Kurniawan reminded me, as if threatening.
“I know, after all I was with him just pretending to be dating, I didn't intend to date him really. After all he's a child of psychology, he can do therapy with my illness. I just love that girl, I can't make her afraid of my illness,” I said explaining my relationship with the girl I was carrying.
I can't hide anything from him, he knows everything about me. Vice versa.
“Alright,” said Kurnia while following me from behind.
Days passed as usual, I saw him more alone while writing than gathering with other girls who I often saw gossiping.
The guitar sounds. I know who plays those notes. I tried to find the origin of the sound, the sight I didn't wear. Aufal and Nayla, it seemed that the girl was rushing to leave the man. It makes me wonder what they're going to talk about.
“Can you not avoid me?”
The question that made the girl of my beloved status stop her footsteps.
“I know you still hate me, forgiving me completely feels impossible. I know at the bottom of your heart you hate me, there's a grudge for me. Even during my marriage with her, I only loved you. I am also tormented to marry her, while I love you,”
I want to go over to Nayla and hit that guy in the face. It doesn't taste good when he says he likes Nayla. Hearing the statement from the man was unpleasant. It was as if there was a feeling of wanting to explode.
“Whatever your current status, I have no feelings for you, all that remains in this heart is disappointment, hatred, and resentment. I hate you, but I don't regret meeting you. Knowing you, that's why I'm so grateful to have been with me for those five years,”
“Wait a minute..”
I saw Nayla getting out of her seat wanting to leave the man, but stopped with a word.
“Do you really love that captain?”
Suddenly the man asked me something that made my heart beat very fast and not careless.
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