Cracked Pearls

Engagement Surprise

After that day, I never spoke to Algi again. Our relationship, which is not close, is getting worse. Except for Gibran who, despite my refusal, we can still be best friends.

And Zhio ....

I don't know what that guy has. The longer you get to know, the more comfortable you caress without looking embarrassed. Makes me think sometimes, am I normal or not?

By those who are tastefully blind, he's being poked at by a tompel guy, ugly, geeky, or something like that. But for me .. his presence is like an oasis in the middle of the desert with a barren without edges. My drought was satisfied by a form of attention that might be considered everyone's joke.

I don't know, I just feel like that. And I know .. I don't hurt anything from admiring a geeky guy with a big mole on the face.

Karin and Alna, only they understand what I think. Both of them understand what I need. Although it was only a piece of Nandan that I told in exchange for our confidences back then at Karin's house.

About Chelsea, I don't want to be burdened anymore. My job as [think of it] adopted son Om Krishna, just school well with no disappointing disability.

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Tonight, Om Krishna and Aunt Maria took me to an engagement party for a business colleague at a luxury hotel in the city center. Chelsea also came along, but he chose a road with a different car that he drove himself. Being with me would probably just ruin his mood. And I don't care anymore. As long as Om Krishna and Aunt Maria accept me with heart, Chelsea is just the wind that passes without me wanting to touch it.

It only took about forty minutes, we all arrived at the hotel parking lot. With the white dress that was given by Aunt Maria, combined with elegant matching color shoes, I walked up to the red carpet of invited guests, along with Chelsea behind Om Krishna and Aunt Maria.

Our appearance is incomparable. Chelsea with her sexy red dress, clearly more prominent than me. If it is associated with a fairy tale, we are already like a copy of Onion and Garlic.

Bodo time with a view! I just want to be myself.

Rumbles of mouths clashing against each other, filling the whole place. It's just an engagement event, but the festive and lavish is really not kidding. What if the couple gets married? Maybe it can beat the excitement of the President's child marriage. Absolutely sultan!

Our footsteps crept deep into the.

I still frown on lack of confidence. Just follow where Aunt Maria and Om Krishna went. The pair of old men were endlessly greeting the many people who had accidentally crossed paths with them.

While Chelsea ....

“That's ...!” He called out in the middle of the step and stopped him. His face was pointed at a single point to the right of our current position. “Ma, Dad! I went there first, huh?!” His pair of eyes were brightly lit with a girly fashion.

“Where are you, Chels?” Aunt Maria asked first.

“It, Ma. There's Jancent-Jancent Lee! Young entrepreneurs successor to Eagle Corp. Who at that time came to the party I was equally papa and his cousin that you know!” The spirit of Chelsea explains.

The views of Aunt Maria and Om Krishna were moved to observe the findings of his son. I who do not understand also curious to see.

Young man figure ... handsome. Stand with a drink in his hand. Conversation with some of the same young women around him.

Perfect!

My normal heart commented. I'm not blind, nor am I a hypocrite. That guy is handsome, cool, dashing anyway. It's worth Chelsea until the klepek pulled charms that say just .. similar to foreign actors that I also forget what his name is.

I'm just making a comment - enough to eat myself. I have no right whatsoever to be involved in their world-the world of the rich.

Before Aunt Maria gave her permission, Chelsea had already slammed into the guy. Om Krishna just shook his head without a word chiming in.

“Come, Tiara! We meet the ones with the show. Chelsea just as they please!” Om Krisna. I just nod.

The podium where the engaged couple and their families gather, the closer we get to the irit steps.

Looking at it from afar, the couple seemed to be very compatible.

I smiled in admiration while imagining it a little. If only the one ahead was me. The world would laugh.

The closer, the closer, the more breathing the distance.

My steps stopped and fixated at a distance of about three meters again to the place that has been climbed by Aunt Maria and Om Krishna. Both of them have been shaking hands with the family of the event owner along with other guests who still flock in front and behind us.

“Na-Nandan!” I screamed quietly without realizing. The shock crossed the line I was able to reach.

It turns out that the betrothed is ... Nandan!

Who coexists with the beautiful woman ... Nandan!

Just by looking at his face, my heart that was starting to heal, was now back scratched. And it hurt even more when I realized, that she was currently the core subject of the show.

God ...!!

Until finally our eyes met. He looked up at me and froze in place. “Mearly.” I caught his lips twitching my name.

Before the tears from my tears broke and I realized Om, Aunt and everyone, I turned around and ran away from the area while smothering my mouth. Where you go! Just to get away, past the many people who are definitely looking at me in wonder.

A glass door on the other side of the hotel was pushed and I entered without hesitation. I don't know where my feet are going to take me.

Until I found a place in the end.

The small room that seemed to be a warehouse of cleaning tools where brooms, mops, buckets and others were leaning and lying here and there.

I lowered my body, crouched down then covered my face again, sobbing there. The shadow of Nandan's face continued to dance unwilling to leave. My heart kept beating like it was being hit.

Is this the overseas school he said?

This is Jakarta, Nandan! I confirmed in my mind.

Why would he lie?

Why did he break my heart so far?

I spilled my heart without hesitation on him, even to the root. Does all this mean nothing to him?

Can't he fight just once for me?

For our love?

“Kalo want to cry, be choosy pick a place!”

????

I raised my face spontaneously. The sound surprised me.

“Who are you?” I asked with a sullen voice mixed with snot.

This room was not bright enough to capture the towering figure now standing beside me.

“Nih!”

A piece of tissue he thrust at me.

I grabbed ja'im gapake. At least useful to wipe my diluted snot that continues to flow and shame.

My face must be a mess right now.