Dear, Soul!!

Semu's Concerns

I went to class, sat quietly for a moment. I was planning to find a reference costume that we would use during the Traditional Dance Race between High Schools later, but somehow since I've heard the conversation about how Fauzi is very impressive in the eyes of others, I lost focus.

　

Arrgghhhh. Why should I be bothered with these thoughts, however I know very well how much Fauzi loves me, as much as any woman who admires it will not make her feelings change for me. But.. Recalling lately I've been having fun with Fauzi makes me rethink, what if Fauzi is mad at me? What if Fauzi can't stand my treatment lately? What if Fauzi finally gives up on me? ARGHY.... I'm too scared to face things like this.

　

Hold still... All this time Fauzi has been kind to me even though I've been cold. Fauzi kept treating me well, even Fauzi wasn't angry when he found out I was out with Farhan without asking his permission. Isn't this too good? What don't-don't??? Ah, no. no way. Fauzi can't possibly pretend to be nice to me, surely because Fauzi is a good person, right?? But what if it's true that Fauzi's kindness has only been pretended? What if Fauzi actually had another so that he could stay good to me even if I was bad enough to him? What if Fauzi's kindness is just a diversion so I don't suspect him. Why is it like this? My head hurts to think about it.

　

Kuraih. I tried to contact Fauzi before the break time was over.

　

I called Fauzi many times but there was no answer. I repeated my call but still there was no answer from Fauzi. I'm starting to get nervous and nervous.

　

Ah, I'd better find a costume reference, when Fauzi sees my call later he's gonna kill me soon. I have to find a costume reference immediately so that the costume determination meeting after school can be completed quickly.

　

The hour of rest is over, the teacher who taught the next lesson has come, but there has been no message notification from Fauzi.

　

"The lessons have started again and Fauzi still hasn't called me back? Hehh.. What is his Handphone? Did HP just buy to keep??" Narrator.

　

I couldn't make it during the lesson, I kept thinking about Fauzi. Though this is not the first time Fauzi did not pick up my phone while in the school environment, but in the end Fauzi will tell me. Why is today not like that?. I kept on getting nervous because of my uncertain thoughts.

　

**

The lesson is over, the time to go home from school arrives. I went back to check my phone but there was still no notification from Fauzi. My mind was getting chaotic and increasingly unclear, bad thoughts were approaching me. Ah, I feel like crying. But why should I cry just because of this. Isn't Fauzi sometimes not picking up the phone while in the school environment? Why not tell me.

　

I went back to check my desk drawer and picked up the prep paper for the meeting later. I walked out of class quickly so I could go to the toilet for a while to wipe my face with water so that my feelings would improve and my teary eyes would not be seen. It would generate a lot of questions if my friends saw me like this.

　

When the situation is like this, the classroom door feels very far away. I quickened my steps and.....

I saw Fauzi standing in front of my class while opening some sheets.

　

I was silent for a moment. Fauzi looked over and saw me.

　

"Little..."

　

I just stood still in my place. My unbecoming feeling stopped for a moment saw Fauzi standing in front of me. I'm so happy, why should I feel like this? it's like a soap opera where long left by her husband wander and finally have come home. But my feelings this time were really raging unclear.

　

"Salwa, what's wrong with you?" Fauzi asked worriedly towards me looking at me who was slowly shedding tears.

　

Oh my God.. What's wrong with me today? why am I so dramatic once in the day.

　

"Ozi...." I said while holding back my tears.

　

"Why baby?" Ask Worry.

　

I just looked down and wiped my tears.

　

　

　

***

Fauzi took me to a close school to calm me down and try to keep me away from the crowded school environment with friends.

　

"Salwa, next time don't be like this, you're making me worry baby.." Fauzi said while trying to calm me sobbing.

　

I just nodded while continuing to sob.

　

"Look at me.." Said Fauzi grabbing my face. "Dear story, why you?" she said while looking at me fixedly and occasionally helping me wipe away my tears.

　

I just shook my head, I didn't know what to talk about and where to start. I realized I was just getting carried away with my feelings.

　

"Darling... I know if you didn't tell me, same story me why are you??"

　

I just fell silent.

　

"Heem..." Fauzi let out a long breath.

　

He grabbed my head and put it on his shoulder.

　

"if you don't want to tell a story, sometime if it's ready. now calm down first baby.." He said as he stroked my head and kissed my forehead.

　

Fauzi's treatment made me cry. Why do I have to think like a fool. Fauzi treats me like this, loves me like this, cares about me like this but why do I still foolishly think and doubt Fauzi's feelings towards me.

　

"Darling... Why are you?" The question is getting confused.

　

The crying me made Fauzi even more worried and confused. Fauzi just hugged me trying to calm me down.

　

My phone's ringing.. I was sobbing like it was hard to answer my phone, yes because there will be more questions from my friends when I hear me like this.

　

　

"Hello.."

　

"Oh, Fauzi.. Salwa where?"

　

Fauzi.. "Work toilet, what's up?" He said he lied

　

"This is again waiting for a meeting.."

　

"Oh yeah, I'm coming in.."

　

"Sip.. Thankyou yes.don't take long nyampeinnya, don't wait for us to bulukan first here and Salwanya come.."

　

"Yes yes, lady.. Do I need to drag Salwa straight out of the Toilet.."

　

"haha, I can hurry.."

　

"Yes quickly, tomorrow I come to school his eyes have swollen next to the ridicule of Salwa" replied Fauzi joking.

　

"Hahaha.kok funny. Yaudah, take your mops to Salwa.."

　

"OKAY.." Fauzi closed the phone.

　

Fauzi looked at me fixedly, his eyes looking as if asking if I was okay.

　

"Can you get a meeting?" Ask Worry.

　

I just nodded while wiping away the remains of my tears.

　

"Relatedly? I can ask permission for you if you can't"

　

I'm shaking.

　

"The race is less than a week away, me and my friends have to mop up the costumes"

　

"But you..."

　

I shook my head cutting Fauzi's words.

　

"I'm fine" I looked at him trying to smile

　

"You sure?" Ask to make sure I'm.

　

I just nodded.

　

"Heemmmm...." Fauzi let out a long breath. "Jude, wash your face, baby, I'm waiting here"

　

I just nodded and then walked to the toilet

　

**

　

Fauzi kept staring at me all the way to the art club room.

　

"You're all right, right?" He said back to make sure I'm in front of the art club.

　

I nodded with a smile to make sure I was okay.

　

"Judah there came in, was awaited from earlier.."

　

"You're waiting for me, aren't you?"

　

Fauzi just nodded with a smile.

　

"Don't go home.."

　

"Yes dear.." Fauzi replied while stroking my head.

　

"Judah I'm going in first.." I said as I stepped.

　

Fauzi just smiled and still stood in front of the room making sure I went in first.~~~~