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Heart Wounded



When I got home, I picked up my pen and my little diary of poems. I wrote down everything I felt on the clean sheet.


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Poetry heartache.


My love candle is out


The trigger burned out


Now I can't pull over


Hot melt............


In the deepest heart.


My heart is wounded


This face changed


It's no longer charming


Like a long time ago


I have fallen


Take courage first


Fragile is that beautiful dream.


Injured My heart..........


Breathe in a lie room


The Wulan story series


About the moon


Black.....


by: Rhido's.


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I had lost my passion for school and was determined not to go back to school again. I want to decide everything.


" Rhido, you haven't left yet.!!!" Said the father who saw me at that time still lying relaxed on the bed.


" Go to school again.!!!" My answer to dad.


" It's up to you but don't blame me someday because you don't go to school today.!!" My father told me.


" This is take the keys to dad's bike. You yourself will decide. Go or not!!!" Said my father while leaving me in the room.


" Have I hurt you!!" I said in my heart.


" But I have to continue to look at it with hate that is still stirring as it is today."" Say it again in my heart.


But for what reason should I confine myself like this. Who is Wulan, so I should be afraid of him.


" School, no, school, no, school,,,," I finally decided to go to school according to the count of my five fingers.


That morning at school has been effective with lessons because it has been a few weeks preoccupied with paskibraka.


I was thinking about moving away from Melati High School, but I didn't want to be a coward just out of love.


That day at school, Wulan's eyes never let go of looking at me at any time when there is an opportunity. A gaze filled with a thousand meanings on the black lines of his retina.


This disappointment, however, prevented my eyes from giving him a single point of reply from my eyes.


That day I really became a prima donna in the eyes of Melati High School students because they had become the best player during the race yesterday.


" O Rhido, congratulations on your victory yesterday.""" said Putry.


" You're so great."" Putry.


" Thank you, Put. But it's ordinary." My answer is to humble myself to Putry.


" Your team was great yesterday, we were overwhelmed by them. " I said to the princess.


" Yes, just Rudy defeated his own arrogance." Putry.


Just now Putry finished talking all of a sudden...


" Putry is right, !!!" Rudy's voice surprised us.


"Eh Rudy, sorry, I didn't mean to.." Putry is stopped with Rudy's index finger suddenly closing Putry's hand.


"Forget it," said Rudy as he removed his finger from putry's lips.


" Rhido, you won. Now Wulan's yours." Rudy whispered to me. But I only returned with a smile to let Rudy and Putry leave me.


But even though there were many who came and spoke to me still they were unable to remove the wound that is now a spring in my heart that will at any time bring out sorrow.


I felt like I was on the verge of destruction. Where I have to stare every second at the person who lied to me. The one who gave me false hope.


That day I didn't talk to him even to look at him. I really hated him. I, who used to be a supporter and a fan, has now turned into a rival at every turn.


" I can walk on my own without being held by you." I said to Wulan within myself.


But I was still carried away by the waves of heartache where now I had been thrown from the sea and thrown into a sharp rock so that now I was so hurt.


I dreamed too much of reaching for the island while still in the middle of the ocean. But I never thought that the island I dreamed of was an island full of rocks that made me unable to survive there.


" The God of trials you gave today is so hard, Strengthen me to be patient through it and also God, you can erase my love for him in the destiny album of my life." My thoughts in my heart.


Dear Wulan's


From Rhido