Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 5

Arga sat languidly on the sofa of his living room. His plan to pick up Citra today failed miserably. He lost quickly with Azwan who had first arrived at the bimbel place.

"There is no hope for me to be with Citra" he murmured inwardly.

"It looks like I should be able to let him be with other people" he murmured again.

Arga took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He tried to suppress the jealousy that he could not show others.

"Cit, I don't mean to love me. I don't mean to return my feelings to Elo. But I still hope that someday you will want to accept my love. Elo wants to return my feelings to elo," he said.

Again Arga took a long breath. There was a speck of pain lodged within his heart at this moment. But he should be able to dispel those feelings as much as possible. He didn't want anyone to know what he was feeling right now. He doesn't want anyone to pity him.

Meanwhile, Azwan took Citra to a park not far from Citra's house. Azwan invited Citra to visit his favorite place this afternoon.

"I'm sorry I said you were my girlfriend" Citra said.

Azwan looked at Citra and smiled sweetly at the girl.

"Nothing Cit. I'm even glad you said that," Azwan said.

The image lowered its head hearing Azwan's speech.

"Cit," call Azwan. The young man ventured to hold the fingers lentik Citra.

The image lifted his face and ventured to look at Azwan's face which looked perfect in his eyes.

"May I be honest with you?" abugn.

"Honest about what?" ask Citra. His voice sounded out of nervousness.

Azwan stared at both of Citra's eyes fixedly. His hand was clutching the sweet girl's fingers.

"I.. actually I.. I. love you Cit, '" said the handsome young man.

"I've been watching you at school. I always wanted to be close and familiar with you. But...."

The image knitted both of his eyebrows. He was curious about the continuation of Azwan's remarks just now.

"But what?" ask Citra impatiently.

"But I doubt. I'm also ashamed to approach you" Azwan replied.

The image was stunned hearing Azwan's reply. His mind began to think of nothing when Azwan said that.

"I'm ashamed because.not because of you...."

"ugly? The item? Decile?" cut Quick image.

Azwan looked at the face of the girl in front of him while shaking his head.

"Didn't you? So because of what?" ask Citra impatiently.

Azwan let out a long sigh before answering Citra's question.

"I never thought of you that way. In my eyes, you are always attractive and beautiful" she replied.

"You have a beauty that not all girls have. You are beautiful from your heart Cit" she said again.

Citra's face reddened hearing the praise of the handsome young man in front of her. He did not expect that the young man would praise him in such a way. But a second later he brushed off that drifting feeling. He tried to erase that proud feeling when he remembered who the young man sitting in front of him was now.

"I sincerely love you Cit. I've never messed with how I feel Cit. I'm serious about you." Azwan revealed all the feelings in his heart this afternoon.

The image looked surprised and confused to answer how Azwan's love expression. On one hand, he felt comfortable being near Azwan. Azwan has always protected himself and is always willing to be his shield.

But on the other hand, he also could not shake the shadow of Dirga from his heart. The young man's shadow had been firmly planted in his heart.

"But I'm not as pretty as the girls you get" Citra said.

"I don't care about Cit. I don't care about that" Azwan said.

"I'm also not as cool as Shintya or Anne" Citra said again.

Azwan smiled obliquely at Citra's words. He knew Citra was feeling inferior about her situation. He feels insecure when he has to be side by side with others.

"I don't care about Cit. I don't care what they say. I obviously love you. I'm sincere with you" Azwan said. The young man clasped tightly onto the sweet girl's fingers. His eyes stared fixedly at Citra.

"I love you Cit. I don't care about your past. Same condition you are now. I don't care. Because to me, you are a special girl. You are a gift from God to me" Azwan said.

The image looked both of Azwan's eyes. He was looking for a lie there. He was looking for a doubt. But what he found was sincerity and sincerity. The image found no lies or doubts in Azwan's eyes.

"Partner, I sincerely love you. I want you to be my last port. I want you to be with me now and forever" Azwan said.

"Partner" call Azwan.

"Will you be the lover of my heart?" ask Azwan.

The image closed his mouth. He doesn't know what to answer. He is confused as to how to respond to Azwan's simple question. But he can't just stay quiet like this. He must answer and choose. Whatever his choice, he thought about it well.

*****

This morning it rained hard. Arga is ready for her school uniform. He was also wearing his shoes and ready to go to school.

"The rain is so long. Like the feeling I made Citra," he murmured. His eyes looked up at the sky that poured out its grace profusely.

"Ga," call a middle-aged woman.

"Eh Mother." Arga said as he looked towards the woman.

The middle-aged woman smiled. "You haven't left for school yet?" ask the woman.

"Not Bun. The rain is so long. Like my long-lasting singles status." Arga replied while chuckling.

"You can do it" said the Mother.

"You brought Dad's car. Mumpung Daddy is not going anywhere anymore" said a man who suddenly stood next to his wife.

"Can Yah?" Arga's eyes sparkled hearing the father's words.

"Yes. Wear aja. Get Image. Pity if he had to ride the rain-rain angkot gini," said the man.

Arga smiled at the words and Dad. He immediately got up from his seat and grabbed his backpack.

"Arga went to school first Well, Bun." Arga said goodbye to both of his parents.

Mr. Salman and Ms. Salman smiled at the child.

"Do you want PDKT school with Citra elo Ga?" nanda Cibir.

Arga poked his lips. "Both are you. Schools are looking for a soul mate," said Arga origin.

Mr. Salman and Ms. Salman laughed at the babbling of their two children.

"Nothing Ga. Vania used to be that way too. Even after graduating directly applied to Mas Faisal," said Vania, Arga's older sister.

Arga just smiled at the words of his brother. "Udah ah's. Arga left first. Later to be picked up by people his image." Arga said as he walked towards the exit.

After saying hello, Arga immediately did his car to Citra's house. His heart flowered when both his parents and his brothers did not forbid him to approach Citra. They even gave her the green light.

Arga continued to do his vehicle with a happy feeling. His heart was shrouded in happiness as if he had already obtained the love of Citra.

Before long Arga had arrived in front of Citra's house. He tidied up his uniform before getting out of the car. Once sure, he immediately got out of the car. A sweet smile spread across his handsome face.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" ask Citra to a young man who was standing in front of his house.

Hearing the voice of Citra, the young man smiled sweetly at the girl. "No. Just came," he answered.

The image smiled hearing the handsome young man's reply. "Depart now yuk," Citra asked.

"Come on." Azwan replied while holding Citra's hand in a friendly manner.

Citra's face met red when Azwan held his friendly hand.

"Please enter the princess." Azwan said as he opened the door of his car.

The image smiled shyly looking at Azwan's sweet treatment to him.

Azwan closed the car door. Then he got into the car through the other door.

"Is he ready?" ask the handsome young man.

The image nodded its head while smiling sweetly at the lover of his heart.

"We're leaving now yes" Azwan said. After saying the basmalah, Azwan drove his car to school.

Meanwhile, Arga who was hiding behind the wall could only stare sadly at the departure of Citra and Azwan. He could do nothing but learn to take his love away.

Arga took a long breath. Then he stepped back to his car and immediately headed to school.

"Gue's happy to see you happy Cit. Because I realize love doesn't have to have each other."

Love is when we are happy to see our loved ones happy. Even if he's not with anyone else."