How Matcha Love You's

Everything's Still the Same

Looking at Salma who suddenly stopped her steps, Malik wanted to immediately turn his gaze to stop staring at Salma. She thought Salma might turn around to pick up something she had forgotten. But before Malik turned his gaze, a faint voice Salma said his name.

“Malik.” Instantly Salma stopped her steps when she realized Malik was looking at her. Even when he stopped, Malik still saw him, until Salma felt sure that it was true that Malik was watching him from behind. He could not feel his mouth calling someone who had not been called for long.

Salma turned to look at Malik. While Malik after hearing Salma say his name, he could not take his eyes off, he still looked at Salma. Although not heard a word from the two, but they continued to look at each other as if releasing the longing they had felt all along.

His heart was moaning, eager to feel Malik step up, at least a little closer to the person he was now looking at, but common sense stopped that. Malik could not move his legs to get closer and so with his mouth, he was silent. I don't know what feeling he's feeling right now, which must be his heart is in an unusual condition. There is a sense of happiness in being able to meet someone he has longed for, but there is also pain, realizing Malik cannot sing his best smile for Salma at this time even though he really wants to do it.

Salma felt trembling, her tears starting to gather at the temples of her eyes. He kept looking at Malik who was also staring at him. From her gaze, Salma felt a longing feeling that was not conveyed with words. Salma realized, Malik is also like himself, equally have not forgotten the feelings for each other.

“I'm sorry.” Malik. He felt Salma not changing one bit, Salma was the same person, someone who loved him first and from his sad gaze, Malik realized Salma still harbored feelings for him.

After taking the porridge container that Malik gave to his grandmother yesterday, Tari rushed back to meet Malik. He did not want Malik to wait for him too long, so he sped up his pace, running a little in the hospital hallway that not too many people passed by.

When he met Malik last time, Malik was not there. Dari walks around hoping Malik is still in the hospital and waiting for him.

Dance entered the hall not far from there. After walking for a while, he saw Malik standing up from a distance. Dari stepped up to approach someone who had previously wanted to be met it.

Malik was looking at someone who was standing far away from him. Dance followed Malik's perspective and found someone who also did the same. Dance widened her eyes when she realized that the person she was staring at and looking at Malik was Salma.

“Malik.”

Hearing someone call him at once Malik turned his head and saw Tari standing not far from him.

“That's Salma.” Say Dance after getting closer to Malik.

Seeing Tari approaching Malik, without leaving a word Salma turned back and continued her steps.

Malik and Tari watch as Salma leaves and disappears from their sight.

“Do you want to restore that?” Ask Malik while looking at the container that Tari was holding.

Hearing Malik's words, Tari immediately turned his gaze that had also seen Salma until Salma was no longer seen.

“Oh yes.” Dance reached out her hand to return the container that belonged to her co-worker.

After receiving his container, Malik rushed to leave Tari. Seeing Malik leave immediately, Tari thanked him.

Although from a distance far enough, Malik saw Salma's eyes look teary. As he walked with quick steps, he covered his mouth with one hand. After walking far enough, Malik stopped, took a deep breath and exhaled.

While Salma walked towards his room, the clear circle that had been detained finally spilled when he turned around to leave Malik. Salma felt her heart hurt a lot more when she realized that Malik also had the same feelings as her. “She is still the same.” His mind whimpered while accelerating his pace.

“What makes Salma stop?” Thought Malik who still does not understand, considering Salma there mention his name. Out of curiosity, Malik returns to where he saw Salma last time.

His steps suddenly stiffened, his lips twitching to say something but could not and with whom he spoke. Malik closed his eyes, realizing how careless he was that wanted to watch Salma secretly had already been known by someone who most did not want to realize it. Malik stood in front of a glass door that clearly showed his own form.again he exhaled violently and then turned to go home.

Little Malik was embarrassed because Salma had been caught watching him secretly. But there is a much greater taste. A fear. Malik was afraid that Salma would expect him again with the current conditions. Everything has not changed, Salma's parents who just met him are still the same, still do not show her blessing to be with Salma. It's all the same, though, his feelings and he saw Salma's gaze which seemed to still have the same feelings for him as a year ago and the blessing that has not been in favor of the same feelings of these two people.

Malik thought it best not to see Salma again. He doesn't want everything to get complicated again like it used to be. He was used to seeing Salma and felt his heart ache, but maybe not with the person he loved, Malik did not want Salma to feel the same as he did. She wants to stay home during her holiday, not anywhere to not meet her first love.

After her working hours ran out, Salma picked up her bag and rushed home. Outside the room Resya looks greeting him, Salma also returned the greeting and continued his steps.

“Live home?” Ask Resya.

“Iya, I'm in the first place.” Reply Salma who was getting away from his co-worker.

Salma was riding her motorcycle. Although the salary is good and may be enough to pay the installment of the car, but he still chose to ride a motorcycle. Considering he still lives in the village, he thinks that if he drives a car it will definitely make a scene for mothers in his village. He didn't want to be like that and has enjoyed his simple life so much now.

“Alright Malik, you and I are still the same. I'm sure your gaze is.” For a moment Salma stopped talking. “But our condition is still the same.” Further again. Salma realizes that her parents have not changed either, still seeming to have no respect for her relationship with Malik. “Alright, I'll help you. I'll stay away from you.” Inner Salma while continuing to advance the motor.

“Nak.” Call Bu Siti.

“Iya bu.” Answer Malik.

“Please get firewood on the page.”

“Good bu.”

Malik rushed to his yard to do his mother's orders.

Meanwhile, Salma, will soon pass the road in front of Malik's house. “If he exists I won't see him.” Thought Salma was determined to ignore Malik. And when he started looking at Malik's yard, he was relieved that there was no one there, but.. Malik came out of the house and saw it.