
Vania and Frans always grew up as best friends, until they were seventeen and finished high school together. They both begin to struggle with their own lives and choices. Vania struggles with a desire to be more than just friends with Frans, while Frans struggles to continue his ideals by joining the American military base. After revealing their struggle, everything changed. They expect to be happy for good, but life is not what it is in soap operas. Reality is not what you want.
When they were 7 years old ..
“You want to play with me?” Ask Vania
“Yah.” Said Frans. Vania extended her hand. And Frans grabbed it in an instant.
“So, what do you want to play with me?” Ask Frans.
“How about we play a game? If I thought you were lying, I would kiss you.” Vania.
“You want to kiss in which part?”
“On your cheek.”
“Ewww.”
My cheeks will be scratched, if you do. Try it if you dare.”
“Oke, alright.” He sat on the bench on the grass and patted the bench next to him. He sits.
Okay, so do you hate me?” Ask Frans.
“of course not!”
“Do you love me?”
“Iya.” He kissed her again.”Wh why? Do you think I'm lying?”
“No. It's not. Well I love you so much.”
When they were 15 years old …
“return my glasses!” shout Vania.
“No want! If you want your glasses back, come and grab yourself.” Said Rian.
As Frans passed by, he saw Vania being played by Rian.
“I can't see him constantly being played like that!” Frans crying.
“Oi, the crybaby is coming.” Shouted Rian. Frans angrily walked there.
“Hei! Stop it, don't bother him.” Frans Shouts. Vania heard his voice and automatically knew who it was. Rian looked at Frans.
“Oh, look who came to save you!” Rian yelling.
“return the glasses.”
“What would you like to do? If I don't want to return it.”
“Do not force me to hit you.” Frans said angrily.
“Already, come here, hit me if you dare.” Rian scoffed.
“You're asking, well.” Frans walked up to Rian and punched him right in his jaw.
Of course Frans was good at punching and punching, because Frans often practiced boxing. Rian fell to the floor and Frans picked up the glasses and walked towards Vania. Frans smiled and put the glasses in Vania's eyes.
“You can already see now?”
“Ya, sure.” Vania smile. “Thank you, Frans.” Vania offered her hand for him and Frans looked at her, puzzled.
“We'll have dinner at my house today.” His expression has not changed. “we will go to my house and play.”
“Oh alright.” Frans took his hand and they walked home.
When they were 17 years old ..
“Leading hours, see you next week,” Teacher says. Frans practically ran out of the classroom. Vania came out shortly after Frans.
As Frans ran, Vania looked at him. Vania sighed and walked out of school while Frans went elsewhere. Frans stopped in front of another class and grabbed a girl's waist as the other students walked out of the class. The girl was called a princess and the princess looked at her,
“Frans, I already have a girlfriend.” Princess Said.
“Yeah, I know. I think he'll be very angry if he sees us like this.” Frans.
“Of course not, if we keep it a secret.” Princess Said.
“What we are now..” has not finished his words, Princess cut him off.
“Hushh, just shut up and kiss me.” Frans did exactly what the Princess said and kissed her. After doing so, they looked at each other.
“So, what's your girlfriend like?”
“Yeah, he looks like you. He's handsome, bushy hair, brown eyes, tan, muscular. And he's also a member of the football team.”
“Yeah, how about my house?” Frans.
“of course.” The two of them walked to Frans' house.
The other…
Frans will never get out of Vania's mind. After picking up her younger brother and returning home, Vania sees that her father has still not returned home. Vania then walks into the kitchen and starts cooking for her younger brother Bram.
Suddenly the house phone rings..
“Halo?” Vania said as she answered the phone.
“Hai, dear, it's Anastasya, her mother Frans.” Said.
“Hai aunt. Aunty should not introduce herself. Vania knows now.” My answer.
“Begini darling, auntie wants to invite you to eat, tonight at home. You want?” he asked, taking me to his house.
“hmm.. aunt thank you in advance, but I think I'm home alone and cooking for my sister, Bram.” My answer felt bad because of his invitation.
“Geez baby, you just came tonight, yeah? C'mon?” bring him.
“No. That doesn't need a aunt. Ever since my mother died I've been there a lot, I don't feel good having to keep going. I have to be independent aunt.” My speech.
“When you are 18 years old, you can be independent. You are 17 years old now. So auntie orders you to come mini.” night
“But..” has not Vania finished, her words are cut by with the words Anastasya.
“No but-but. You better come here as soon as possible, aunt wait 10 minutes from now!” his orders.
“But...” is too late, Vania has not finished her words. Anastasya hung up. Now Vania and Bram have to come. Vania turned off the stove and called Bram.
“Bram?” shout Vania.
“Ya, sis?” Bram retaliated.
“Prepare, change your clothes! We're going to Aunt Anastasya's house.”
“Is Brother Frans also there?” shout Bram.
“Maybe.” My reply. Bram sighed and ran up, Vania chasing after him.
“why do you look so happy?”
“I have to tell him I'm on the football team.”
“you're in?!”
“Ya!” answer Bram.
“Bram, it's amazing.” Vania hugged him tightly. “Deceased Mother must be very proud of you.”
“that's what you're here for, right?”
“Ya.” Bram smile.
“I just hope dad gets home.”
“Dad will be home soon.” Vania. Take off that hug.
“When, sister? It's been two weeks.” Bram.
“Soon. You're dressed there, okay?” Vania.
“Good, sis.” Bram walked out of his room. “Vania!”
“Ya?” Vania stuck her head to the door.
“What brother will also leave me?” His brows furrowed, forming a worried expression.
“Of course never will.” Vania held back her tears, which made her nostrils widen.
“Appointment?” said Bram.
“Kakak promise. Now dress.” He walked out, and smiled. Within three minutes, he was down. Bram sat on the couch watching a football game.
“Bram, let's go.” Vania. Bram turns off the TV and they both walk out of the house.
As Vania locked the door, Bram suddenly asked, “Kak, do you think dad misses us?” Bram looked at her like he did when he lost his favorite toy when he was three years old.
“of course. We are his children.” Vania
“But, why don't you go home?” Ask Bram.
“Hmm. You miss him so much yah.” Vania answered and sighed.
“Ya.” Bram down, embarrassed. Vania pulled her chin with her index finger.
“Do not worry. Dad will be back.” Vania then calls Anastasya's residence to inform him of their presence.