Friends But Demen

#8

from the side of the bay

my name is pratama, I am the only child.my father owns a company in the field of architects, while my mother owns a famous salon in this city.

because I'm the only automatic son of my father's company to hold.

I have one friend, I don't know what to call him, because I had a fond feeling for him when I first met him.

our first meeting can be said to be very funny, at that time I was only 9 years old.

I was walking down the street in a park near my house, and I saw a little boy crying.

I came to see him, he fell off the bike. I saw his knee bleed, I carried him and brought him home because I didn't know where to take him.

after reaching home I treated her knees while continuing to comfort her. After her knees were finished I treated her she stopped crying.

he smiled at me, a very sweet smile, and suddenly he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.

for some reason after she did that my heart was pounding so hard. did I get sick..? thought I

" thank you, my guardian angel, now that my knees are no longer bleeding.you will be my guardian and my best friend" he said, continuing to play with his hair.

I smiled at his behavior, too,

" do you want to be my best friend, because I have no friends other than my sister ion." he added.

I nodded my head in agreement.

" hore. hore.. now I have friends. "he said while jumping - jump.

" whose name are you..? " ask me

" my name is amelia, if your name is what..? "

" i'm a baby.. "

" baby. "repeat her.

since then we've always been together, I'm like her guard.I'll look after her whenever she needs, once when he was Junior High there were mocking him until he did not dare to go to school for a few days.

I also took care of the boy.

and until now I never let anyone hurt him and his family.

some years become his best friend I became know his traits.maybe if seen from the outside he is very strong, but actually he is fragile.

he sometimes always cried himself at his papah meal, complaining of all his complaints.

and I think it's only natural that, at such a young age, he has to take on a big responsibility to be the backbone of the family.

that day I had to leave her alone at the airport, I had to immediately go to Paris for almost 4 months of her time.

and during that time I never contacted her, not her I no longer want to keep her.

but I just want to make sure that I love him more than a friend.

and in fact I was so tormented and missed her, I could only hear her through my mother or her mother.

I am determined that when I return, I want to express my feelings for her.

that day I deliberately did not tell her my return, I wanted to give her a surprise, she greeted me warmly.

nothing changed about her, she told me that she already had a boyfriend.

I was angry, I felt claustrophobic, but I couldn't do anything. He had chosen the man instead of me.

as I promised to meet the lucky man, we chatted and my phone rang soon.

turns out it was from the workers who were building my villa in Bali. actually I built the villa for me and lia, but like her it will not be realized.

for a few days I had to go to Bali, and after coming back like something hit me.

she said that if her lover did not like us close, I knew she would not be able to stay away from me, so I decided to let me stay away from them.

anyway I saw that she was also happy with the man, without saying goodbye to him I returned to Paris.

but I still can't forget it, I'm silent - silent like to relate to dion or mamah lia. I can know anything about lia from them.

sometimes I go back to Indonesia but I do not go home but to my villa in Bali.

and after more than a year of my departure, I got word from mamah lia that lia had locked herself in her room for two days and she also did not want to eat, she was forced to at least enter two bribes.

finally I decided to go back to see him, because I could not see him like that. Once I was at home he mamah lia directly told me to go to his room.

I kept knocking on her door until she opened it. After the door opened I saw her eyes were so swollen and swollen, maybe she had cried a lot.

he continued to hug me, so I did not want to let go of my embrace. I also persuaded him to eat because before his house I had bought his favorite food rice field.

I returned to his room with a plate of rice and water.

I bribed him, but he also fed him too.

it is not strange that we eat one plate together, because sometimes we like to do it.

I started to comfort her, and I intended to go back to her side. While she and I were eating, I left her briefly to the toilet and that was the dumbest thing I did.

I left her alone there without my supervision.When I came back I saw her crying and being hugged by a man from behind.

I also pulled the man I died him and pulled lia's hand, I thought the man would give up but the truth is not he was chasing us until the parking lot.

because I can no longer stand his behavior I also beat him up - exhausted.we also fought and not long security came to break us.

earlier I still wanted to repay her because she had made the woman I loved the most cry but she hugged me very tightly and finally I relented and brought her home.

when he got to his house he asked me to come in, he left me in the living room, and before long he came with a medicine box.

I saw her crying and kept saying the word 'sorry ' out of nowhere I dared to kiss her lips.

I waited for his reaction, I saw him close his eyes so I acted even further I pulverized his lips.

after the incident I felt awkward and nervous if I met her. I was afraid I could not control her anymore.

I was afraid I wanted to feel those lips again.I covered my nervousness, I was just acting normal, but my mind was very tormented.

if I'm honest now he'll stay by my side, or he'll die for me. I don't want to risk losing him for as long as I'm not ready.

let it be like this, let only me know this feeling let you love you in silence, and I hope someday he will be happy.