Boyfriend Lies

Sad to Miss

From : Ayang

Arrived here?

When you get home, tell brother yes

Ra, I promised you to go home, be your girlfriend again

Brother still thinks we're breaking

For God's sake, brother is still dear

Wait can sister?

Some of the messages I got in were still ignored. There is no desire to reply, let alone to say his words. Another thing I might be able to do, but if Kak Bagas has made a decision unilaterally, then everything I consider is over. There was nothing I had to fight for because he didn't want to stay either. My job is to be a message reader. Let him get a notification that all the explanations are just what I think of as a passing wind.

The door of my room was knocked, without a sound also without a request for permission to enter. It's predictable. Can't be wrong, it must be Mommy.

I first catch my breath. Look at the face on the phone screen to make sure there are no tears. Detected there is a face sembab. Hah, there is no choice but to resign. This case cannot be hidden.

"Come in" I shouted after being ready to welcome Mami.

The door is wide open, revealing the position of the empty doorway. There's no one. Then, who's who—

"DOR!"

"******!?" I threw a tissue box at the suspect who jolted me. Crazy him! I think that's coming Mommy. Be ready to fix yourself, the year comes Soraya.

"Definitely surprised, right? Must have thought that Mami had come," her arms closed the door and walked in.

"Yes, lah. Dara must have thought so. Brother, right, if you come in never wear adab." My eyes have been glaring dislike. There was just him. Whimpering continues. Good thing big brother, if I hadn't thrown a stone.

"This time you wear adab out of respect for your grieving sister's heart." He put both hands in front of his chest and gave me a bow of condolence.

"Finally," he said again. "Finally, this single heart is free from the crazy behavior of the bucin gods."

My lips are smiling. "Oh, understand! Dara's relationship broke down, it turns out that many are envious."

"Rubber," he said steadily while taking a little seating area next to the bed.

I fell silent because I felt that everything that Kak Aya said was not funny anymore. The heart suddenly turns sensitive, when it comes to the relationship ending.

"Joking," he said as he poked my arm.

"Not funny, aja," I replied.

"Yes, yeah. Brother won't be like that anymore." His promise. "You're really happy?"

"Take that question, okay?" Usually, if you are grieving Mami sends Brother Soraya as intel in the house. Either the task is questioning or entertaining, but more certainly he will come every time I lock myself in the room.

"Mommy doesn't know you're upset."

Ah, this time my prediction missed.

"Really broken?" He repeated the same question.

"She asked for a break, but I won't take it." Soon there will be an outpouring session.

"Why try? You're, aren't you, what a pity he is."

I'm nodding. It turned out that my feelings for him could be seen and felt by people around. "It is precisely because I love him so much that he chooses the end."

"Well!" Brother Soraya even snorted her breath. "The intention of the story even became dizzy me! Try to explain the details, who knows you can help."

"For now Dara is sure Brother will not be able to help anything."

"Could," he looked with a sharp look. "Sister can help with the fun. Take a walk, eat, and get a haircut."

He is very good at finding excuses.

"The essence of you eating alone, mending his sorrow to share. Yeah, let's get a little relieved. Isn't it sad anymore, we like to need people's defense?"

"So, why did you break up?" ask her directly to the subject.

"Yes …." I sighed because my chest was back. "He originally asked for break—"

"Reason?"

"Reason …." My voice is heavy. "He's tired."

"Raclut? Is it not wrong with me? Fatigued why? THE LDR?" cerocos Kak Aya who did not realize my eyes had runny.

"Yes .. essentially, she's tired of this relationship."

"Nonsense." His response. "Don't the Bagas be like Arfan."

I'm afraid of that too. "But he promised he would come back again if the CCP was to be sure."

"Keep believing?"

Silent. There was a loud slap here and it made me shed tears.

"I'm crying, too." Aya took a few strands of tissue, then helped remove the falling droplets. "Silver doesn't want to want to just, right, we have to learn from the story that used to be. Arfan also suddenly asked to break up because there was something new."

"Yes .. big brother, right, knows Bagas is different from Arfan." I sobbed with my body shaking. "He cheated too."

"Yes, yes, yes. He's different from Arfan, yes." Brother Soraya advanced her body, ended up hugging me, and let her shoulders become a weeping support.

"Crying may be, but tomorrow back to be a resilient sister. Okay?"

I nodded in that embrace. Tonight, Brother Soraya is actually fulfilling his duty as a good brother.

"Anyways, you have to remember that Bagas is not the only option" said Brother Soraya after crying and hugs stopped. "There are still many who want to be with you. Marcel said he likes you too."

"Marcel?" My head immediately looked up. Unmitigated, I also gave him a sharp look. "Why do you suddenly talk about that?" I said half-snaps.

It was the turn of Brother Soraya who grimaced. Unexplained, I can already guess that Marcel admitted something fatal.

"Why are you suddenly talking about him?" I demanded an explanation while pulling his arm.

"Your arm got out of the car, he suddenly told me about the girl he likes."

Ah, dammit! Really the Marcel. Why not keep the feelings to yourself, anyway?

"Marcel said, if you hurt Bagas, he could be a good medic."

"Treatment, cure ...," my lips. "Nothing has become a cure."

"Ra," Soraya looked back at me. "You can consider him, right?"

"Crazy brother?!" my snapping. "So like Marcel to be willing to beg for kayak gini? Brother's brain, tuh, where?" 

"He wants to be everything to you. You want to be him for the impingement, too, he's willing."

I snorted loudly. "Udah. It's the most real brother left." My hands are pointing at the door. "Go, Brother."

"Try thinking again. You guys are just less decked out. If it's too late, you'll know he's a good guy."

I smiled cynically. "From the beginning he wasn't a good guy. If he's nice, he can't tell you a story and ask for this to Brother." Silence for a moment and I said again, "Son did not leave. I'm not upset anymore, though. Tomorrow I'll be a cheerful Dara again."

How about not yawning try? My sadness was immediately lost because of the ravings of Brother Soraya. He thought it was that easy to forget Bagas? I have difficulty accepting new people, especially for reasons of the breakdown of relationships have not found clarity.

Guilt over the guilt of hitting him. He who took the initiative to enter the room to entertain also ended up going out on my orders and expulsion. How else would you like? In fact, my brother is not much different from Marcel. Already know I'm grieving, not accepting space for a new man, but instead offering hard things.

Not long after Kak Aya's departure, my phone shook several times. He sent a message, but we were next to the room. The message filled with screenshots I opened one by one.