FADED Alum In My Love Story

Blubbering

"Anita broke up with Shafiul last week?" ask Youdha to me. Youdha knew that Shafiul had decided on Anita. Naturally Youdha was the older sister of his cousin Shafiul. So he knows almost everything about the shafiul.

"Yes... I'm dealing with Anita, she's broken up because there's a third party she said". Answer me

"Ooh... Kasian too"

"Don't you do that later, too. You are the brother of Shafiul. Teachings from you.... Hahah.." I teased Youdha.

"It is impossible... Although she's my sister, but it's different at home, different dads are just like mothers too. And one thing you should know, I love you Rist, I'm not gonna take you anywhere"

"Ah... You can make me comfortable... And more loving to you too... Hehe..."

"Hehe... Yes bawell..."

Two weeks have passed. Anita had time to reverse with Syafiul, but this time Anita's turn to decide Syafiul. He did that because the nature of the shafiul still remains the same. He actually still loves Syafiul. But he couldn't stand his behavior. I know, Anita is still not willing to leave him. Although he likes to laugh when close friends, but I'm sure, it's just a laugh to hide his heartache. But basically as the saying goes *if people hide carcasses, it will definitely smell also*. Likewise, Anita, as smart as she hid the pain she was experiencing, it was still clear that she was disappointed. Every time and every time he remembered the good times when he was with the Shafiul, he must have always cried sadly. Every morning his eyes were black and black. It was obvious that she was crying in the middle of the night.

"You've been crying well, it's your eyes getting bruised" I started asking Anita.

"Does it seem obvious that I'm crying?" he held her eyes.

"Obviously you're crying, why are you crying? About Shafiul again?"

"Eng.. Eng... It's not about that" said Anita. I know I'm not being honest with me.

"You lied ! I know you are. You're actually thinking of shafiul, aren't you?"

Anita was silent and daydreaming.

"Hey.." I patted him on the shoulder.

"In asked, I dreamt. Do you really think of Shafiul?" ask again.

"Yes.. I still think about her" said Anita who looked at the blackboard blankly.

"Why else would he think of her?"

"I don't know, he can't get out of my mind" still daydreaming.

"And you broke him up yesterday, you messed up?" my many.

"I'm not comfortable, even I'm relieved to break him"

"How's lega...?" i wonder.

"It was she who broke up with me, now it's my turn to break up with her, so we're both even" Anita replied with a bitter smile.

"You sure you don't mess up? , don't you still love him" I said.

"Darling....?"

"Yes...."

"What does it mean to love him if he does not love me. Yesterday when he got back at me he promised to change. But what is the truth? The promise was just a sweet word on her tongue and she did not keep it all" exclaimed Anita.

"If you don't love why are you still thinking?" keep pushing me.

"It's not that she still loves him, but I think of him because I remember his time with her"

"Keep if not dear what dong it means" I cornered Anita.

"Yes... I haven't..." Anita confusion.

Anita was silent again.

"You can't answer !" exclaim me.

"Anita... Anita's.... You can lie about your own feelings. Okey... You just said you only wanted to have a good time with him, right? Here I help you inget again" I continued.

No response from Anita. He stays in the same position. I continue to continue my words.

"Why did you first meet a Shafiul in Espero? When I asked you to meet Herman?"

Anita nodded. He smiled and bit his lips. His eyes began to glaze over. He must have remembered that time.

"You remember she took you when you were Herman?"

Anita nodded again.

"You remember when you were shot by a Shafiul, you accepted him, and he kept telling stories?" I'm pressing her more.

Again Anita nodded. This time he shed tears.

"Keep you want no, the new fit so your boyfriend, you meet with him but he does not want to deketin you because there is Aan" urged me continue.

"Yes I want to..." Anita answered him while continuing to shed tears.

"Often you meet him almost every day in the same place"

"Udaub... Uda... Yes, I'll take it all.." she cried even more, but she still had time to laugh too.

"I won't be inem, I want to see how strong you hold my story, I just help you inget masalalu you really, did you just say it is so" I kept pushing and pushing him.

"Yes I know, but already" Anita wiped the tears on her cheek and smiled shyly.

"Now you are honest, if you actually still love him" I said.

"Nobody said it anyway!" Anita was getting upset again.

"okay... If you haven't told me yet, I'll continue the story". Without an answer from Anita I immediately chatted again.

"You want first, when you're ajakin he bukber ? Does he not know how to eat his food?" I'm teasing him more and more. Anita looked down, cried again and laughed.

"Keep you forget, you two sit in the middle of the forest tempted by the same Shafiul? There was Martina at the time too. He looks at you while glaring... Haha.... If at that time I had I would have bales deh.." I continued.

"Huhahhh.... Yes.... I want it all anyway, let it be massalu "Anita said that, her voice hoarse, she laughed but still shed tears.

"Nyesel is not now?"

Anita just smiled and shook her head.

"Huhhhh .... Yes, no papa if you don't want to be honest, but I ask you, you don't be sad anymore well, this is not for me. But for your parents. Don't fall for love, remember ! Your parents painstakingly taught you to stand up" I didn't feel my tears dripping as I said those words. I was most unable to hold back my tears when I heard the pain of my parents. Hearing the hard struggles of parents. I often feel sad when my parents are hurt.

Anita nodded her head.

"You too don't cry" Anita laughed at me.

"No, I cry not because of love but I cry because I told you about your parents" I said with a smile on my face. She also returned my smile sweetly.

Today was the first time I cried with Anita. I don't know what happened to me, but I seem to get carried away. I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to cry in front of my friends. Especially crying out for love. Huhahhhhhhhhhh.... That's not my personal.:).