Black Blue

Episode 1's

"I gave up Ran. I'm not capable of it. Let's just end it."

"Loh .. Don't do it, Shen. I'm sorry ya."

I pulled the wrist tightly held by Randy, my boyfriend.

Randy and I started this relationship from when we were in High School.

Randy is a handsome male figure who is popular in our school. Randy's background comes from a wealthy family, adding to his popularity at school. I don't know what made him fall for a simple girl like me.

"Already, Ran. I really can't."

"Shen, please. Listen to my explanation first."

"Other explanation, Ran? You have often cheated on me. I can't stand it, I give up."

"Shen ... horrified me first. You just misunderstood."

I threw Randy's hand tightly into my hand. Slowly the tears began to drip across the cheeks.

I'm not really happy to say this goodbye. But what a force, this heart is too tired. Over the years Randy's attitude never changed. She's been changing infidelities a lot, but I don't know why until now, she didn't want to break me up.

"I beg Randy. Don't make this harder for me. Let's just end it, yeah."

"But Shen .. I don't want to break up with you."

"When are you like this, Ran? We have lived five years. I'm tired of seeing you never change."

"Listen, Shen. I promise I won't repeat this again." Randy held both ends of my shoulders tight.

"Promise, and promise continues. I'm sick of your promise."

Randy tried to calm me down in his arms. I pushed the chest of Randy's field trying to get close to me.

I don't know five years we've been knitting, but Randy always plays with the other girls behind me. He says I'm always busy, I don't have much time for him.

That's the reason I hear most of the time coming out of his lips. He was trying to find the truth of his attitude from my busyness. Not so, if he really loves me then he can be loyal to me.

Many times he was caught making out with other women. And worse, the women are always changing.

I love him, but I also can't bear to endure all this. Want to see when his attitude continues as he pleases? He never thought about my feelings.

Love, too long will be eroded. If the owner of that love keeps scraping the stone on the sculpture. What if until marriage later, the nature will continue to be so? Oh, my God, I probably won't.

I'm Shena. I am only 21 years old now. I went to university, but took a sabbatical in the 3rd semester. I'm just an ordinary girl born into a simple family.

My father was just a complex security guard in a luxury estate not far from where I live. My mother is just a housewife. Yes, sometimes the mother receives stitches if there are neighbors who ask.

I have a pair of twin sisters who people say are funny, but not so. They are currently in high school.

His name is Shine and Shima. Twins are different in gender, and their faces are not very similar. Shine and Shima are currently in the second grade of High School.

They are good children, Shine has a submissive nature, quiet and also soft. As for Shima, her nature is louder and more talkative, in comparison to her twin brother.

"You're not self-conscious, Shen. There are a lot of girls who want to be in your position. You don't know, baby, yeah." Randy's tone began to sound upset.

"Yes, why then? Why are you still defending me?" I am still trying to hold back my emotions.

"You are .. ah." Randy throws his hand.

"Yasudah .. Do you want to decide? Okay. We broke up!" he said with a face that was reddened by holding back emotions.

I was just stunned to hear that last word.

"Never take a sip, and never beg to come back to me," she said arrogantly, turning her back, stepping away.

These are the words I expected from earlier. But why do these tears keep flowing down my face?

Randy left without even looking at me.

I asked for this farewell, then why do I expect him to turn his head and run back towards me?

'Your strange base, Shena, ' I grumbled in my heart.

Forgetting the love story of adolescence is not as easy as closing the eyelids. Moreover, the love that is intertwined has taken a long time. I'm just a hypocrite, if right now I say my heart is fine.

There can be no heart that is fine because of a separation. Even if the separation is made into the most beautiful parting, there will still be tears. There will always be broken wings, and there will always be unresolved stories.

I walk the path in the park. The dim atmosphere of the garden lights, and the atmosphere of the night breeze is so cool, making the flow of tears began to be present exploring the cheeks.

I looked for a fairly quiet place and sat on the garden chair that was on the edge of the pool.

Enjoying the breeze that brings my mind back to the good times of the old school days. There was a bitter smile when remembering the events of the past, but all disappeared at this time.

"Did your tears."

A big tall man, with a smile as sweet as opium, a sharp and sharp nose, with my eyelids so shady.

The person I knew before. Pouring a handkerchief in front of my face.

"Why cry here at night? Not scared?" She asked.

I took the handkerchief without answering her question. I removed the remaining tear. Back, the man held out his hand. This time not a handkerchief, but a bottle of mineral water.

"You should drink this water first, keep washing your face. Let it look beautiful."

I smiled bitterly at the joke. Actually it's not funny, but his words are a little comforting to the turmoil of my heart. Maybe I need someone to cheer me up right now. But her?

No, even if I don't have many friends, that doesn't mean I have to reveal this to just anyone. I'm not as sad as that either, until I have to confide in a stranger.

"I'm sitting here, okay?" His voice sounds soft, but his style of speech is still English.

I just nodded my head, the man smiled as he put his butt next to me. Slowly a gust of wind, carrying the scent of parfume he used pierced my nose.

This smell is very soft and warm. Even just the smell of her parfumen alone was able to make my heart a little better. Who her? How did he get so familiar with me?

"Ehm, by the way. Do you remember me not?" ask carefully.

I just nodded small. My lips are still twisted, this heartache is still so new. Even the part still gave off the smell of fresh blood.

I remember, yes maybe I remember a little bit about him. Someone who was just friendly with me first.

In the past, I didn't pay much attention to him. But I often hear some stories about his life from his father.

Then what does that mean to him who is present next to me right now?