About Qiandra

Love and Wounds

Life will lead you astray in order to feel how great this feels. When, where and how did it happen ??? It is still a veil. (yuliashafira14)

“You okay ?? Looks like I started to get goosebumps with your current behavior” asked Fahar when they were in the car, the dinner was over with an unexpected surprise earlier.

“Of course, very good in fact. It turns out that Darel and Kalya aaahhh I was really stupid not to realize it back then” Gibran replied in a voice so relieved as he recalled their meeting, back then Qiandra was never alone.

“What made you realize ??” tanyanya.

“You remember the girl I told you about the other day ?? Qia is that figure. I thought he was Darel's fiancee, because that night I met Qiandra instead of Kalya” Gibran explained with a stupid smile.

“What is he that is the reason you looked like an undead during this week ??” fahar asked behind the wheel and looked at Gibran on his left side, staring at the man's appearance from the bottom down to the tip of the black hair that was a little messy but did not detract from his charm.

“It seems, I felt heartbroken when I learned something was wrong about the engagement. Seeing him smile with Darel turned out to make me uncomfortable, my feelings for Qia have been there since our first meeting”.

“ Yes yes yes it seems like you are really in love with Qiandra, can you not clarify it. What are you going to do after knowing this ?? It seems Qia is not interested in you” asked Fahar who made her speechless.

“Can you encourage me first before telling the facts" he said angrily "I'll get close and make him like me, maybe it won't be easy going forward. But I wouldn't know the result if I didn't try instead??” tanya played both of her eyebrows and Fahar could only nod his head.

“Why didn't you come with their car earlier??” Darel escorts Kalya and Qiandra in different cars, while Fahar stays with Gibran.

“Ayolah..sit with Qia with a look this bad, I also have no reason to join” he said after the car that was boarded it reached the parking lot. 

“Your look was and at the moment nothing is different. Still messy and very tangled what makes you worried” laughter Fahar sounded and made Gibran out of the car to head to the lobby with a smooth swearing that escaped his mouth, while passing through the entrance with a quick step he headed towards his room and stopped staring at the reflection through the mirror “Gosh, I really messed up” he said in disbelief.

Feelings are indeed things that are difficult to describe for every person, all emotions are and share the same place in it to wait for their turn when they appear. God is good, HE gives something at the appropriate rate. Imagine !!! We just need to close our eyes and imagine how it is possible for a human being to endure long-term grief without joy in return.

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“Do you run out of medicine” asked Qiandra suddenly and sat down with Kalya to enjoy a glass of warm milk.

“He’em, I feel I need my medicine.Darel” replied Kalya with a smile considering her fiance.

“Cih, you look like an old ABG who's kasmaran at the moment. Do you know ??” asked Qiandra who saw Kalya's behavior was still the same from earlier, did her face not cramp while continuing to smile for a long time ??? Thought Qiandra.

“Really ???” tanyanya “I didn't know that it looked so obvious” and the annoying laugh that had escaped made Qiandra look at Kalya with a strange feeling.

“Qia forgive me for having suspected Darel of keeping a taste in you, he has told me everything earlier in Restaurant” Kalya explained regretfully and tightly grasped Qiandra's hand.

“Yes, because he is my type” Qiandra's speech was cut off when Kalya's sentence interceded.

 “Yes yes he is your type that you did not admit, the man meant you. And you're ??” he said by watching Kalya 

“Even foreigners know that you are currently in puberty” he continued and invited laughter Kalya.

“The attitude is so sweet” said Kalya back “I know, everything is clearly drawn on your face at this time” replied Qiandra.

“But Qia, did you not see the look of Gibran earlier ??? Looks like he's so shabby” Kalya's fishing line to see his best friend's response.

“Of course I saw him, he will eat at the same table with us” he replied and again sipped chocolate milk whose temperature is still the same perch on the red lips of Qiandra, warm.

“The weird Gibran shone when Darel introduced me as his fiancee, he even kept smiling until we got home. Does she have a disorder ??? I even goosebumps when I remember it again” Kalya hugged her own body as if the fur I was sitting on stood up suddenly.

“What are you talking about yourself” in disbelief Qiandra saw her best friend that “ you currently look more creepy than she” that remark triggered her second laugh.

“Kalya are you happy after expressing your true feelings ??” qiandra asked curiously, this is not the first for Kalya to be close to a man but from the happy hue emitted there are many differences that can be captured.

“Very..you know, the feeling for her is different Qia. Darel man who is so sweet” he said sumringah recalled the incident that was able to make a heartbeat was not right in his heart.

“Ya clearly visible difference, and I was so stupid for still asking you” reply.

“One day you will feel it again Qia” hope Kalya full of twinkle and staring at her best friend.

“Created ??” the smile was rattled, the reason not because of happiness but because of the memory of the wound that suddenly returned fighting over the place for Qiandra to remember everything.

“All is the same for me Kal, in the scenario I went through there is no happiness there. Living and getting back the same wound doesn't seem like a good idea” I don't know, the tightness reluctantly went away from Qiandra and made her stop for a while before continuing “Dream it alone I dare not Kal” her smile looked pitiful at the moment to Kalya.

“Don't smile like that if you feel hurt” she said and hugged to calm Qiandra then immediately let go to find out something “What I also hurt for you” she asked full of probing.

“Of course..” he said hanging and rewarded with a sour face Kalya “You exclusion” he continued with a clearly drawn fad.

“Basic, just be careful until you say the non-” threatened.

The conversation continued until the break time arrived and of course dominated by Kalya, he was really like an old ABG playing in a flower garden with many butterflies there. Love is strange, it is present even when we do not want it, and hate is one word to disguise that the validity of love is actually there for him whom you hate.