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CHAPTER 2

GATHERINGS

I did not feel I was sound asleep, hoping to dream of Him. At least we only met in our dreams. At least we look at each other in our dreams. At least we miss each other in our dreams. But unfortunately not, even I never dreamed about her again.

Then I woke up from my deep sleep. My phone rang, it was a phone call from my boyfriend, Sally. “Hallo, where have you been? How new to answer?” said it. “Iya sorry I fell asleep,” I replied coldly.

“Later tonight you have a no event? We walk,” ask him. With limp and still sleepy I replied, “No koo, let's go where?”

“Ke Dago, campus meeting I just opened the cafe, later the opening at 3 pm,” he replied. “OK later I pick you up, already yes I kebelet want to go to water, daaah.”

“Daaah until I meet yaaa,” he answered while hanging up.

I started getting ready to change my clothes. Wearing t-shirts from grin bands, black jeans, and black vans shoes. After I finished changing my clothes, I immediately rushed to pick up my girlfriend. When I got there I stood looking at the woman who was one year old below me sitting in front of the porch of her house. The woman looked extremely dazzling, her wide eyes, her skin whiter than mine, her beautiful and graceful face. He was wearing a white shirt with an S on his chest. Yeah, that woman is my girlfriend.

I started to move my legs and started to approach him. “Come, ready?” I asked while smiling at him. “Let's go, we're waiting for you,” he replied as he stood up from his seat. We went to the new cafe of my college friend's boyfriend.

Either I have to be happy, or I have to be sad, which is clear my current feelings are mixed into one. Glad to finally see you again, sad because when I finally see you again you're already with the others.

Me and my boyfriend came up to him and his girlfriend to congratulate him on opening his new cafe. “Congratulations yes, may lancer continue his cafe,” my girlfriend told them. We greeted each other to congratulate and thank you.

I glanced at his face while smiling meaningfully. He looked at me like I was nothing more. Maybe this is how he keeps his lover feeling.

I feel this way like I've been shot by an AK-47, it hurts. Is this a dream? I wish it was just a dream. But baby, it's not a dream.

“Ohh yes know my name Alka, this is my girlfriend When,” exclaimed the man while holding my shoulder. The woman also thrust her hand at me “Hay my name is Bila.” Shit, he introduced his name to me like we never knew him before. “Ohh hay my name is Deva,” I replied to her with a warm smile. Seriously!!! It is hard to pretend to smile.

He seems to want our memories to be a secret, no one should know. I can feel that. From the tone of the moment He spoke, from the smile He gave, from the gaze He shone. Now I don't know what else to do.