A Complicated Relationship
(EPISODE 01) DISCONNECT…
Today was exactly a month ago when I broke up with my first boyfriend. As the title suggests, we have a complicated relationship, a relationship that is getting more and more difficult, and surviving will not guarantee us a bright spot. The same point but it has a different direction, the difference between him being Catholic and me being Muslim.
It does hurt.. “Sick where something you want to keep but can't force”.
“Sick when still affectionate with each other, but must be forced to part”.
“Sick where love each other but have to be generous to hate each other”.
Do you know what to do with two people who love each other but have different beliefs.? Want to stay afloat but have to let go of each other.
PASRAH. Yahh, we are only able to surrender to what fate says.
Destiny is sometimes funny, when he brings two people together, he returns who separate people who do not want to be far apart.
When the heart cries and squeals, it cannot blame anyone. Unable to blame him, blame himself, blame time, blame circumstances, blame fate, let alone blame god.
Hmm,, again PASRAH is a path that must be chosen even if you do not want to choose.
On November 4, 2019, he finally gave up on the relationship that we have lived for approximately 2 years and 3 months.
“the relationship we built with great difficulty finally collapsed overnight”.
Then we decided to part ways, choose each other's paths, maintain each other's beliefs, and seek each other's happiness.
We came back in the last 3 years before me and he chose our own path.
My name is Icha, I am 24 years old right on December 21, 2019. I am a student at one of the Universities in Manado City. I am an introvert who can turn into an extrovert when in an environment that makes me comfortable, I am a person who is quite shy in adapting to new confusion. Well,, here I am.
This story started when I was looking for a hostel. Then I asked one of my friends named Adrian. And he recommended one of the boarding houses where his friend lived, without further ado I immediately saw the state of the boarding house. It turned out that I was interested in moving in the hostel that he had recommended back then.
Before moving I enjoy the end of the semester vacation as usual, hanging out with friends, watching Korean dramas, watching anime, listening to music, going to family gatherings, and so forth.
After the opening of the 6th semester I finally moved in the boarding house that I had chosen before. My period of adapting to the new boarding state is quite long, which is 2 months “hufft”. During those 2 months I spent a lot of time in the room to draw, play games, sleep, and campus activities as usual (go to campus and go straight to the room). Sometimes there are also small conversations with boarding children such as borrowing a broom and asking for drinking water “hahaha” yes,, only that for the first 2 months.
Then there was a change when one of the women moved in the hostel where I was staying. Her name is Jessy, Jessy is a chatty, cheerful, not arrogant, loving friend, helpful, kind-hearted but rather aggressive “arrgh” “Love You Jessy”.
Jessy was the one who used to invite me to hang out with them. Well, maybe because the other friends do not understand how to invite someone who is more silent in the room to gather with them, then they are awkward to invite me “hahaha”. But Jessy was different, she didn't know shame, and she always took me along even if I refused. Owwhhhh “Jessy I Miss You”.
