
"Huaaaammm, sleepy uda, Celia wants to sleep now." The Bollywood film he watched was over, his eyes were so sore that he was forced to remain literate for the mantengin the handsome idol. Celia gets off the couch, throws her original remote, almost about her cousin's sister.
"Weittssss, almost, it's a good thing I have good reflexes." With lightning movements her cousin sister can catch the remote that Celia threw, otherwise it might grow ping pong balls on her head.
"Hahaha, deliberately, uda's chest, tomorrow bring another cassette, the star of which is Shahrukhan's cross." Celia quickly fled into the room so as not to receive a counterattack from her cousin's sister.
"Huaa... Celia kangen, bobok yuuk." Celia lay on her stomach on the mattress, enjoying every comfortable sensation that her body felt. Just want to rejuvenate, Celia remembers not checking her phone, the alarm has not been set. With lazy Celia slumped from her bed, her hands reached into the bag looking for flat objects beloved by a million people, how not, want to sleep, wake up, want to eat, want to take a bath, how not, whatever he wants he's always been looking for. After finding what she was looking for, Celia took out her hand from inside the bag, then went back up to the bed. His eyes are very cute, Celia has yawned many times, do not mosquito, lizard just to be afraid to see it, afraid to participate in consciousness. Beautiful but fun bar-bar. Although with eyes that had stayed half a watt, his hands still remained agile to unlock the screen without even looking at it, it was felt to have opened, with eyes that were half closed Celia forced to look at her phone. He saw 1 message from Alim, as well as several from the office group.
Celia opened the message from Alim first, her eyes that had originally been almost closed suddenly opened wide, as wide as the world. Celia rubbed her eyes many times until it was watery, to make sure her eyes were clear and she did not misread. Back repeatedly Celia read the contents of one message from Alim word for word. Just one message but able to keep Celia glued. His heart beat, chest up and down and nose bloated, as if as much as he scooped up air, the supply of oxygen he received was not enough to fill his lungs.
Alim saw it all at the station.
As much as a squirrel jumps, it will fall too, just as people hide the carcass will definitely smell too. Similarly, Celia, as smart as Celia tries to hide her closeness with Khai, will definitely be discovered as well. And now it's time for all to be revealed.
O God, in one day Celia made the hearts of two men hurt. What should Celia do now?
A drop of tear flows freely from the eye patch, the longer the river drains its smooth cheeks. Celia was still pensively unmoving from her position, her mind was jumbled. Should he be honest now to Alim if he is close to Khai?!
Or should he go back pretending to accidentally meet Khai at the station and drive home?
No. .. no. if he returns to lying, the wound will be deeper if someday found out again. Perhaps this was the way, it was time for Celia to solidify her heart to choose, Alim or Khai. It was time for Celia to admit her mistake had stopped in two hearts. Whatever will happen in the future Celia entrusts to the Almighty, He is the All-Turning Human Heart. Whatever the consequences Celia will accept. There is a reason there will be a consequence.
His eyes rolled around as if on the ceiling and walls of his room were inscribed with an answer.
One process of self-maternity must return Celia through. Where ever before imagined by Celia, she will be in a position like this or face problems like this, stuck between two hearts. Celia is not talented as a play girl, the play is less neat.
Celia never returned a message from Alim, gini if caught wrong, want to reply the message it feels rich to be sent to the Amazon jungle for piranha opponents. Type delete, type delete, type again and then delete again, repeatedly trying to string words to reply to messages from Alim, still felt less fitting words.
# Mas Alim, Celia apologized, although late Celia wanted to explain something but Celia felt better this we talked about it directly aja mas, tomorrow after work.
(message sent)
Since the first so love, the pain is endless, still remind with the advice of brother cu pat kai this one. Even so, everyone still wants to feel love, no matter if the ending even so mehek-mehek made.
Drrrttt .. drrrrrrtt .. (one message received)
#i understand and understand enough. Tomorrow I go outside, let me be alone, I never said, I was afraid that there would be a wounded heart, whether it was me or you. Some time it wasn't that I didn't hear a rumor about you and Khai, but I just kept quiet.
#Sorry Celia mas, Celia is wrong, Celia can't take care of Celia's heart. What I saw was true, Celia was indeed close to Khai. Not that Celia wanted to cheat, everything happened to flow just like that, even Celia herself could not understand this situation. Initially because Celia feels our relationship is bland, there is also no certainty where to take it. Celia should immediately say the same mas, but Celia is afraid of being disappointed, Celia is afraid of getting hurt. But again Celia was wrong, with the silence of Celia, Celia actually hurt two hearts, as well as Celia's own heart.
(message sent)
Celia does not blame Alim for what happened, although it all starts from uncertainty from him, also because of his indifferent attitude and sakleknya who is unable to compensate Celia. Celia did not blame Khai who came to offer warmth when her heart was cold and tasteless, utilizing the gap and slowly entering into it. Celia kept blaming herself.
It is imagined by him, what if his friends know, also what if pakdhe and his budhe know, what they say later. How do people view him, maybe he will be stamped as a play girl and then start gossiping.
Time has shown at 01:00 in the morning. Celia had not been able to close her eyes. Celia hopes the drowsiness will come soon, so that she can instantly escape from the problem.
Only at 02.30 am Celia can sleep even though not as quiet as usual. Celia sleeps with a burden on her heart, until carried into a dream.
Intentions run away, even followed to dreams.
The next morning Celia woke up in a state of chaos, eyes moist, and eye bags adorned her face.
Celia hurriedly took a shower so that no one would see her, if pakdhe or budhenya who saw for sure they would ask why.
Eye bags and eyelids should be covered make-up.
Be that morning Celia left for the office with a little thick make-up, another of her usual days. Fortunately, the make-up is not as thick as a biduan, if he cannot be mistaken for dangdutan.