Dear, Soul!!

I hope it's okay..

Today feels long. There are so many events that even my brain has not been able to digest it properly, from yesterday to today it feels very tiring. There are so many dramas that have happened in my life in these two days, if this was made a short film, it might be that the rating would be high.

Fauzi drove me home after dinner together at his house. At first his mother stopped me from coming home and asked me to stay there, considering that my mother and father were not home. But I feel awkward staying there especially his mother offers to sleep with him.

"Mother also kepengen rasain have a daughter, so occasionally Salwa nginap here just so can sleep with mother, can we chat what used to be like before going to bed." Said.

But in the end he let me go home after all the reasons I gave him. I haven't had a bath, kept sleeping with my future mother-in-law, what hikss he said later when he found the irregularities when I slept, snoring for example. Yes, although I'm pretty sure I don't snore in my sleep, but anyone knows that the world wants to joke around with me by suddenly making me snore in my sleep. I may lose my mother-in-law's blessing.

I threw my body into bed. "It's so tired.." I murmured while stretching the muscles in my hand. I stared at the ceiling of my room with a blank look, for a moment my mind wandered somewhere until I finally remembered my phone that I had neglected for a few hours until now.

I said my phone that had been quiet as a grave without a notification.

"Well, it's dead.." My complaint. Yes naturally my phone Low at this time, from yesterday has never been on the charger.

Yes please just understand my phone, your owner is upset not because of yesterday until he forgot to feed you

I woke up, grabbed a charger on the table and charged my phone and then passed to the bathroom to clean my body that was not ripe.

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Time shows at 22:17 WITA. I almost fell asleep and forgot to take off my phone charger..

I walked lazily to remove my phone charger, then I activated it.

There were some messages coming in, from Mom and Dad as well as Farhan.

"Are you all right at home, baby? If there's anything call Mom right away, son.." A message from Mom, and I said that I was fine so she wouldn't worry, I couldn't possibly tell her what had happened to me these two days.

Dad's message was the same, asking me how I was doing and, hehe Dad never forgot to ask about the rest of my pocket money supply.. Hohoho even though there is still a remnant given to Mother, I still ask for the same father again. I'm a bad boy..

Then there were some messages from Farhan.

"Siang.. Have you eaten?"

"Hey.my message is not reciprocated.."

"Are you resting?"

"Your number is not active.."

"Salwa, don't worry.."

"Where are you? I'm at your house but you don't exist.."

"Reply to my message as soon as you read it, I'm worried.."

Farhan's message was lined up in my inbox.

"Oh, so he was at my nyariin' house?" muttered..

Eh? Wait for.. This it? It's Farhan, right? And he called me baby??? THE DARLING??

Uhukk.. I coughed myself realizing it. At first I used to read it, I was used to Fauzi's chat with affectionate calls so that when reading Farhan's message with my dear words my mind impulsively directed that it was Fauzi.

Ah, it feels awkward to get a message like this from Farhan. It shouldn't be too awkward considering that Farhan currently thinks of me as his lover. Even so I have not gotten used to such a call from Farhan. Fauzi when the beginning did not necessarily call me that, Fauzi more often call me sister until over time unwittingly Fauzi began to call me dear and finally used to it until now.

I feel guilty, I have to explain or let it go. This is the same as I was having an affair, Fauzi and Farhan both considered me as his lover and both did not know each other between my relationships with others. Fauzi didn't know about what happened to me and Farhan, nor did Farhan think I ended up with Fauzi. Well, I'm a hypocritical woman, thinking about conclusions too long so that it's even drawn out like this.

I must be firm, I must not let Farhan continue to assume I am his lover.I must not let him drag on in this misunderstanding and will end up hurting him. I must be prepared to accept the consequences. Don't let our relationship go bad later. Well, if my relationship with Farhan is ultimately going to be bad maybe it's not something that could be categorized as a big deal. But the big problem is that when the relationship between Fauzi and Farhan deteriorates, they are good friends for a long time, do not let because I have a bad relationship.

I've made up my mind to be frank with Farhan.

"I'm fine.." Reply to my message to Farhan.

"Where are you from? Why can't the phone connect? You're doing all right? I'm worried about you?" Tanya Farhan.

"I'm fine.." Answer me

"This is why it's ten o'clock that your number is active?"

"She was low, forgot to crack.."

"Other times do not like that, Hape it should not be so Low, if there is an important thing that must be sampled to you how? I'm really worried about Salwa.."

"Yes..." Answer's short.

"Hem... But you're okay, right?"

"Yes.."

"Thank God.." He said he breathed.

"Sister.."

"Yes, Why?"

"There's something I want to say to you, brother.."

"About what?"

"Well, can I see you tomorrow?"

"Can dong, I'll pick you up tomorrow.."

"No need to.."

"Why?"

"Later to go to school, at recess, will you?"

"could.. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Tomorrow he said, it's 10 o'clock, I have to go to sleep so that I don't wake up late.."

"Are you going to sleep?"

"Yes, why?"

"Can you do it later?"

"Why?"

"I still want to talk to you.."

"Tomorrow, it's ten o'clock.."

"But..."

"Sister.I want to rest.."

"Hem. okay.. Good night Salwa..."

"Yes, my brother is also good-night.." I said disconnect the phone.

I took a long breath.. Whether what happens tomorrow will be a bad day or a relief or maybe not for both options. I just hope this is the right decision I can make, I have to get things straight before it's too late.

My mind wanders around somewhere, I just hope tomorrow everything will be okay, I kept muttering vaguely assembling kind words to tell Farhan tomorrow until I finally lost my consciousness and fell asleep.