Hypocritical
Woman
"Now? What are we?" I muttered, he leaned. Follow the five fingers that I lift into the air.
"It's not clear—" said the man hanging. I glanced, from behind the tail of my eyes. Waiting for the answer to what this man wanted to say, Liam.
"—we are a couple, past and present" he continued in a confident tone that managed to make me crumble.
Did ya?
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Stupid, people can be said to be stupid because they are slow to understand something; it can also be because of the actions they take. Like acting without a second thought, then regretting it. A simple example of a person who can be said to be a fool himself is my—.
Too excited about the wings of butterflies flying in my stomach, I was too happy to hear Liam's words about our relationship. She and I were lovers, like the empty pieces in my long lost heart back in shape. Filled with happiness to make me forget, forget about myself and around me.
One heart belonging to my friend has been broken, because of my greed.
Fians.
I hope you don't know our relationship, so I don't lose you.
A fool?
"Ya~"
"Huh?" Fian parroted, he turned his head right at me. The woman asked—
"What did you say just now? Rea?" I shook my head, no-no I wasn't talking. I returned the gaze with a smile while saying;
"I just mumbled..." The woman nodded, her little mouth open while whispering the word 'oh' in a long tone. The two of us continued our steps, the class this morning is about to begin. Liam's figure appears at the end of the road, just as before— will not deter Fian back adoring him. A little fire of jealousy in my heart.
But all that was gone, when Liam's thin smile was clearly just for me.
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Fush~
A cold gust swept across the surface of my facial skin, as yellow leaves were forced to fall off the branches by the wind. With the weight of their hearts falling, dragged for a while before smelling the pain of the ground surface covered with grass.
I was pensive, sitting on an empty chair provided for free by the park. There was no one there but me, living under such a cloudy sky. This place, it feels a little foreign but also familiar to me at one time. One look can make me miss but the other view makes me confused.
Have I ever been here?
Ever been?
Answer—tot know.
I really can't remember anything. Who me? Who was I in the past? Why can't I remember anything about myself?
The deg!
"Rea? What are you daydreaming about?" Questions arose, tickling my little earlobe. The coldness of the soda can gave a shock effect, I turned to— found Liam standing not far from the position where I was sitting. He stuck the can to the cheek.
"No. Just surprised by the place we visited, this is a little familiar.." I said while grazing the soda can he gave, Liam sat down; right next to me. The man leaned back, opened his drink can and downed the contents of the can.
I looked open like a ring from a can that was right in my hand, his body sweating. Chilly.
Right now we are away from the city; where I lived for 3 years. Liam said he wanted to take me away, travel somewhere under the pretext of dating. I foolishly wanted to follow the man who would have thought, he even took me to a place that he said was our homeland.
Although unable to remember anything, the familiar impression that brought me longing made me happy. Liam told me, this park was the first place we met. At that time if it was not wrong right on the day of junior high school graduation, he said I managed to hook the young man's heart. For that simple reason he followed me, to the same high school. For 3 years there we became a romantic lover.
Again, I'm really happy to hear that.
Oh yes, he also said. If I had lost my parents in the 3rd grade of high school, what a unfortunate fact. It's worth living alone after that, Liam says—this is also a factor that influenced my attitude change. From the day my parents died until before time disappeared, I was different than usual; liam said.
Cruel me, because the selfish nature managed to make you almost desperate. Liam. Thank you for still fighting for your love for me.
Cisss—!
I open the soda can, the distinctive sound of the foam is heard. Liam burps, I look at the little one while chuckling.
"Scook!" sarcasm him.
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"Where else are we going?" the question came up, I saw Liam pull over the loan car we were driving. The hometown vacation turned out to be quite fun, although I knew that Liam's intention here was actually related to his work.
She said she didn't want to part ways, since this is the weekend I agreed to come with the man for 3 days. After the park where we first met, I thought we'd spend even longer. Apparently he didn't even get a sudden call.
"Wait for me here for a while baby~" he said, getting out of the car, without looking. I nodded. Liam didn't answer my question, never mind. He's too busy. I turned around, leaning against the window of the car that looked blurry from the outside.
"Other than the lecturer, what other kind of work do you have Liam?" mumamku curious. Playing the hand by tapping the fingers of window clutter.
Drifting in my mind, I daydreamed. My eyes dined on the outside view from behind the window. Beautiful, this city is really—!
DEG!
My eyeballs are glaring. Shit, just startle?!
Spontaneously I kept the body away from the window glass, a woman looked down. Looking deep into the window, what was the woman trying to see? The glass from the car that Liam rented was clearly not terawang so free he did it. Again the question arises, what is the woman looking for?
Should I get out? Then ask the woman who looks a little suspicious?
I bit my inner cheek, hesitatingly removing the seatbelt. My hands were raised; I was ready to open the door right next to my body.
"LIAM!"
Even though the movement was stifled, the wailing foreign woman looked up. His eyes flashed while shouting—calling one name that was none other than my lover.
Full of my curiosity to the other side of the windshield, the woman stepped in. Closer to Liam's figure, they look like they are talking. What are those two people talking about?
The distance between the car and them was quite far, plus the outside noises dampened the conversation the two people were having.
Damnit damnit! I'm curious.
Who is that woman?!
Why did he raise his hand then—?
THE PLAQUE!
Slapping hard cheeks from my lover.
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