Dear, Soul!!

Getting angry?

Not long enough I waited for Farhan on the side of the road, I saw him running to me after parking his car at the end of the road.

"Let me take you.." Farhan said upon arriving in front of me.

I just shut up.

"Come.." He said while pulling my hand. I quickly pulled my hand back.

"Why else?" Ask Farhan.

"Why else did you say? After making me wait for hours at the gate like a missing person you keep asking why again?"

"Yes, wrong.. Sorry me.. Let me drive you home.."

"Son't.." Reply firmly.

"Here is Salwa, I don't want to fight with you anymore.."

I just fell silent.

"So far from now what do you want? want to stand here.. Let me drive you home.."

"Don't..."

"It's up to you, I'm tired.."

I was a little surprised to hear Farhan's words.

"Oh." I answered briefly and then turned and stepped.

"Little..." Farhan.

I continued walking without caring about her trailing behind me, slowly my tears began to pool in my eyes.

"Hey.. Why is this like this?" Farhan pulled my hand hard enough until my body staggered slightly. My tears that had piled up in my eyes finally dripped as well.

"Sa.. Salwa.." Farhan was a little surprised to see me cry. I quickly turned my face away and wiped away my tears.

"You're crying.. You. you.."

"I'm not papa.." My answer cuts Farhan's words.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.."

"So don't go home, let me go home alone today.."

"Son, I'm not gonna let you go home alone. Let me take you.."

"Son't.."

"Salwa, I'm sorry.. If you want to be angry with me, but you can't go home alone under these circumstances.."

"What is this situation? I'm fine.."

"What's okay? Anyone who sees you knows that now you.."

"Certain why? why if I'm not feeling well? I can still go home by myself..."

"Salwa, what should be this kind of problem you exaggerate again?"

"Yes, it's just a matter of 'Like this' according to brother.yes it's just a problem like this.."

"It was Salwa, I was wrong.. I'm sorry, I also didn't intentionally make you wait..."

"Is it that hard for me to find out if you can't pick me up??"

"And I told you, I can't not pick you up but because there's a sudden thing that has to be..."

"So why don't you tell me. I waited for my brother almost an hour before the gate like a bego..."

"You why the hell can't understand me, you think I want to have a sudden activity? you think I know it's gonna be like this..."

"I want to go home alone.."

"So, here I take you... " Said Farhan pulled me firmly towards his car.

"Son, I don't want to..."

"Salwa, don't be so stubborn.."

"Sir brother can not understand me, brother emang will not be able to like Fauzi who always understand and are there for me..." I said getting upset.

Farhan fell silent, his hand that had been holding me firmly removed.

"Do you think we'd be in this situation if Fauzi had always been there for you?"

I'm speechless.

"I always try to give you the best for Salwa, I always try to be a better Farhan than Fauzi for you.. What am I less than Fauzi? I'm always there for you, I love you more and I.."

"How against? I always give you all your will.."

"Which one do I want? it's not like I've always followed her brother's wishes. I asked to pick you up because you asked too, right??"

"Salvana.."

"Udahlah.. All this time I've had high expectations about brother, in fact, brother emang not Fauzi who can..."

"Yes, I'm not Fauzi, I'm not the one who can always follow all your will. I'm not the one who can always give up on you.. All this time I've been trying to be the best for you Salwa, I've been trying my best. But it doesn't seem like it's enough for you..."

I just fell silent.. I saw his eyes start to glaze over and blush.

"I'm not Fauzi who loves you by obeying all your will, me and Fauzi are different people.." He said in a slightly raised tone "It looks like you need some time without me.. Let me know if I need me again.." Said Farhan stepping away leaving me alone by the side of the road. I just kept looking at Farhan who was getting away from his car parked across the street, not even a moment did Farhan turn around until he finally passed.

I was silent for a moment while pecking at my place, trying to digest what had just happened. "Farhan left me?" I repeated the question to make sure it was true for the first time that Farhan left me alone.

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I arrived home in a taxi, all the way my mind was still struggling about the reality where Farhan left me without looking. "Am I being too rude?" Thought later. But I was so emotional that I didn't think clearly and just expressed what was on my mind. I never thought that in the end Farhan would get angry like this.

"Salvana.." I heard Mom's call from behind the door..

"Yes Mom.." I answered while rushing to open the door.

"There's a Fauzi downstairs.."

"Who is it? The fauzi? downstairs??" Ask surprised. I know very well this is not a holiday and again Fauzi just called me who said he was waiting for his lecturer, then how could..

"That's the mother's phone, she said your number was off so Fauzi called home.." Obviously Mother..

"Ah yeah.."

I who had been very surprised immediately became weak. Yeah how could Fauzi be here all of a sudden.

"Mother's son is disappointed, it looks like someone is missing.."

"What the hell is ma'am..."

"Hehe looked out of Salwa's face.."

"Don't tempt Salwa deh Bu..."

"Hem.. Yaudah there picked up Fauzi's phone, she's been waiting for it.."

"What's that from earlier, I also just briefly went to Salwa's room.." I said while walking casually towards the phone below.

"Yes, I've only been in Salwa's room for a while, but I've been talking to Fauzi.."

"Oh my goodness, I didn't say anything," I said hurriedly..

"Some of that HP why is it killed? fighting again?" Said Mom following me who was in a hurry.

"Lobet Ma'am..." I said speed up my steps..

"Hem. yasudah pick up Fauzi's phone.."

I rushed to the home phone.

"Why?" I was with a slightly irregular breath.

"Why you?"

"Ah no papa.. "

"Hem.. has it reached home?"

"Yes.."

"Who's same? I was talking to Mom but she said you didn't ask to pick her up.."

"Oh. that's anu.. Before I asked Mom to pick me up I had a thought for the same way Nina used to but because it did not become the way, I went home to take a Taxi.."

"But you said you were waiting for me, but I said.."

"Hem.. What the hell is that?" I said cut off Fauzi's conversation. "Your time the nelfon just wanted to discuss I came home picked up with Mom or took a Taxi.."

"Mom.. It's not like that, I'm just.."

"That need not be discussed.. Why nelfon?" I asked to divert the conversation. If you think about it right, it feels very strange. I've obviously said that I'm waiting for an invitation but in fact Mom justifies that I never asked Mom to pick me up. Instead of Fauzi keep asking better discussion I just divert it.

I could lie like this.