About Qiandra

Qiandra

You have the same desire! Is not my guess in harmony with your heart? Please stop doubting (yuliashafira14)

The happy arch of Qiandra was still reluctant to leave from her father's face, the smile that Kalya had not seen for a long time had now returned. He arrived at the Apartment about 30 minutes ago, but during that time Kalya also looked at him with curiosity, what happened to the girl?

 

“Qia,” call Kalya who is still at home looking towards Qiandra, but unfortunately she is not aware of the gaze of her best friend!

“Mmm.” What kind of welcome is that? They are currently sitting in the tv room, relaxing after being tired with exhausting activities is the price they have to pay.

“Gosh, am I being ignored?” Kalya Gumam. It was natural for him to feel that way, as Qiandra replied without looking at him.

“Is there anything good going on? And where have you been?” the girl was no longer concerned about the show that was being aired at this time, Kalya's curiosity was already on the verge of limits.

Qiandra, who is still ringing sweet words Gibran, has now shifted focus on her friend who was so curious since. 

“Hal well? Nothing happened, I just accompanied him to the beach.” He said, “Don't you advise Gibran to go to that beach?” look at it with eyebrows that appear to be interlocked.

“Beach? Ohh, a week ago he asked me your favorite place. Is there anything interesting going on?” lontar Kalya who seems thirsty for information!

“Sure, I saw the sun sinking there.” A small nod represents the phrase Qiandra, but it is not such an interesting thing that Kalya meant.

“Only that? I mean, you and Gibran mmm. Is there nothing interesting going on between you two?” the girl fused her two index fingers together, as if giving a mischievous gesture with the move she made.

“Hey, stop fantasizing pervert miss!” Obviously Qiandra by forcibly removing Kalya's index unification, the girl just laughed at the reaction of her best friend now.

“Then say it! What's Gibran doing until your face doesn't stop smiling since you got home?” Kalya who was wearing kangaroo-patterned pajamas was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, staring at Qiandra with such a curious face!

“He did nothing, just-“ hung him, Kalya who was getting curious couldn't help but get close to Qiandra.

 

“Only?” the girl's eyes focused on Qiandra's lips, it felt like she was eager to catch the sentence that was about to be thrown from there. Basic Kalya!

“Well like that.” What the fuck? I want to feel Kalya yelling but dear, the girl has no body image to strengthen her desire! He wanted to look like the criminals screaming with tattoos that characterize them. To be scary, he thought!

“What does Qiandra look like? Why are you making me tormented?!” Kalya who is anxious is only able to pinch the sofa as an impingement.

“Kalya.” After his laughter subsided, it was now Qiandra who called the girl.

“What?” kalya asked with her lips pursed as if she was making it clear how upset she was right now.

“What makes you like Darel?” ask the curious Qiandra!

“Why are you suddenly asking that? Ah you don't have to answer! Darrell? Mm. He's a very nice guy, sweet and so considerate. After getting to know her, it turned out that she had a much better attitude than I knew before. Well, even though his jealousy can not be conditioned but it is not a serious problem for me.” He said it very well, as if Darel's attitude is a criteria man dreams of all nature. And Kalya? The girl was proud of it!

 

“Why? Did Gibran do anything to make you flutter with him?” A ignorant smile managed to disperse Qiandra who was remembering someone. Is that Gibran? Maybe!

“Well, lately he has often said something that contains sugar levels so high. I think he wants to make me diabetic because he hears his chatter all the time.” Kalya observed Qiandra's expression, the sentence that the girl had uttered was indicative of complaint. But the strange thing was that his face was always smiling because of the sentence that was thrown just now!

“You like it?” That was all he could ask when he saw Qiandra, the girl was silent. Maybe he wasn't ready to hear Kalya's question!

“It seems true that you started to like Gibran, as long as I knew you I never saw your expression like this. Even to answer my question just makes you confused, right?” Right, why is Kalya this smart now? It's astonishing!

Is it true that the feeling came back because of Gibran? Why does it feel different than before? What distinguishes this taste? Qiandra rages with her mind!

“Why are you silent? Are you planning on avoiding that feeling again? Listen Qia, it could be that what you are feeling right now is no longer an ordinary feeling of like or attraction. Who knows you love him now!” Kalya seemed to know that the little brain of Qiandra would avoid what she felt now, because it was her usual way of curbing the truth all along!

“What if I just have a wish Kal? What if I go back alone? And what if I just love her alone? Wouldn't that hurt more?!” the seedlings of Qiandra trauma have actually sprouted, and this could be a problem if the girl lives with the wrong view for the rest of her life.

“Stop thinking like that Qia! Tell me how you feel about her? Isn't that more important than your worry?” overwrite Kalya with such a serious face and tone.

Qiandra was silent a thousand languages, she indeed felt something different when she was with Gibran. Is that enough to convince her that it's real? The girl was in a dilemma, really she was in a dilemma and scared at the same time! What should he do now?

“Sleep, looks like you need a break!” Qiandra just nodded to agree, Kalya chose to give time to her best friend. If it is true that love is involved in the life of Qiandra at this time, then Kalya hopes that she can get out of the dark times that ensnare her. That's all!

 Is Qiandra not tired of living with the same wounds every day? A past? couldn't he change what had happened? Does Qiandra want to live with the dark shadows forever, and ignore Gibran's sincerity?

Sometimes we think, why would someone come in so friendly but leave so many wounds? What should we do if those bad memories tiptoe hoping to be remembered? Will this time that is entrusted deserve us to lament longer? Interuption! when anxiety creeps in and makes a blast in your heart, then let it go extinct with time.