IF YOU ARE A FOOL
The Same Mistake
I went back to college after two days of skipping yesterday, the responsibility of being sick but only for a day.
I don't know which bad thing started to affect me, so I started to dare to ditch.
Even if I didn't go to college, I didn't meet Dian either. Even Dian didn't contact me at all. I sent a message and there was no answer. Ok, maybe he is still hurt because of his own thinking.
After the first lecture I have an agenda so the tail of the lecturer, Mr. Nicholas means. Just this time Mr. Nicholas invited me to fill out the eighth semester class. That means the final semester. As for me, the fourth semester has just. Hopefully this brain is not lola because of the fullness of capacity.
Mr. Nicholas is not responsible for my training. "you can certainly" always that word he said when he saw my face that was a hundred percent confused. My brain is always invited to think one step ahead if it has met the lesson Mr. Nicholas.
Fix, the task of Mr. Nicholas managed to make me forget the incident yesterday.
Learning to accept and then forget, it is certainly not easy. However, I am an ordinary human being, who has anger, disappointment and heartache.
As the saying goes, the ugliness of one day can wipe away the good of many years. That's true. And it feels so painful. Being hurt by people we trust.
Right now my car is parked neatly in front of the village office. Especially if not to meet Dian. I can't deny, the pain he became my pain as well.
There was a look of surprise when Dian saw that I was there. I deliberately didn't tell him first. But there was no blame for him to avoid me because I was facing right in front of his bike.
Not forgetting to smile, as an initial greeting even I was happy to meet him.
"assalamu'alaikum, are you coming down... or am I going up? " just say it, so brave. I reckon.
While from the side the sound of the bell repeatedly rang out. Who else if not friends KKN Dian. And I smiled back at their greeting.
"yes already, let's ride" finally Dian who asked me to go up to the motorbike.
Not far from the village office there is a coffee shop commonly used by village employees as a place to rest during the day. Dian parked his motorbike in the shop yard.
"ayo came in" he asked, and I followed behind. Must not be romantic for the size of a dating person? Yes, because we are not dating. So what is dong called?????
Ask yourself, answered in your own heart. Since I was living alone, Dian approached someone at the other table and talked for a while.
"why not find a seat "there is a stiff tone that I can feel from the sentence.
"wait for you"
Without any more answers Dian had already walked towards the empty table. Patience, huftt
The shop approached us and gave us a menu. There was only one menu book, and he told me to pick the food first.
Uh, Kirain's gonna see one book together.
Boro-boro, sit separate from the table and meet in the corner.
Istigfar Kayra istigfar. Since when did you become flirty 😏 aaaarrrkkhhhh
"what's up? " dian's question dissolved my own thinking.
"Huhh??? what's he asking? really bad" I grumbled in my heart.
Not good anymore want to be observed, in support, which is even in jutekin.
Relax, must still think sane, can not follow the baper.
"you came yesterday, but why did you just leave? " there's no time for pleasantries, it's late afternoon.
"there's been someone else" he answered briefly and it made my heart feel pierced.
"why don't you ask, why is there an ustadz Billal there? "
"i know myself enough, I'm not as good as ustadz Billal. I won't be able to compete with Ustadz Billal, in any way"
"you just don't know yourself.
Do you think my feelings are only for competition, just for the fight right? "
Instantly Dian looked at me sharply.
"how easy is it that you're playing with my feelings?
after all this time, after so many ways, after the honesty you heard from my mouth. Now you give up and let me just like that. You don't make any difference to Jo"
For some reason, the word "compete" just makes my heart boil. Am I like a prize for someone who wins in competition?
Even my tears that were spilled yesterday have not been able to gather fully. Should it flow back?
I just stood up and left. Walking quickly left the busy Dian shouting, calling my name many times.
Lord, yesterday's wounds have not dried up. Should I get hurt again? Is it true, only ustadz Billal came with a pinprick, which wouldn't make me feel hurt?
tttiiinnn, tttiiinnnn, ttittttttiiiiiinnnnnnnnn
the sound of Dian's motor bell blocked my steps. I had to stop because he stopped right in front of me.
"Kayra I'm sorry"
I ignored the voice and continued my steps. Unfortunately Dian's hand got in the way.
"Kay. You cry again. It's donnkk"
"never mind my tears, if you still think my feelings are only for competition"
I left, but in the third step there was someone who stopped with a tight hug from behind.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I was too jealous to see you being hugged by someone else"
"jealous? keep leaving me that way without asking anything?"
"yes, I thought my arrival was no use anymore"
"you're evil"
"yes, yes, whatever it is. As long as I'm forgiven"
"hold you, make me breathless"
"oh yes, astagfirullah" Dian's hand immediately slipped off.
"Sorry, touch you again. Reflek" he said back lyrical
"you're the guy with the most apologies"
"how should I continue? I was too scared to see you leave me"
"iwh, stupid, stupid, stupid, why sometimes love can make people so stupid anyway"
"kok is stupid. It's wrong of me"
"yes, you were kayaking on the side of the road. Fortunately it is not a spectacle of people passing by, fortunately not directly dribbled to the house of RT sir"
"what's wrong, I want kalopun in the sleigh to the house of Mr. RT and must marry now"
"that's it, stupid to relapse again"
"doesn't even say I'm stupid anyway"
"you think that I would be happy like that? Will so am I in your ummi hands???? "
"haaaaawh, yes sorry" while grinning.
"no, sorry again.
Keep going, do something stupid and say 'sorry'. Do something stupid again and say 'Sorry' again. How many more stupid things and how many more 'sorry' words'?
I'm tired of Dian.
Toying with feelings continues to be the same as you"
"o Allah Kayra, what should you silence your cute mouth with?! "
"you." my words stopped because my hands were pulled to follow Dian's steps.
"let's find a mosque first, let our hearts be equally cool. Magrib soon"
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Hay-hay, I'm sorry the story stopped first 😀 is waiting for the adzan magrib.
Ok readers, keep the spirit waiting for the seconds of the end of the story Kayra yes.
Because.... Kayra's heart has already stuck with Dian tuuuh 🤣🤣🤣
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