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One year ago, Anna was in the tenth grade and the boyfriend of Dean-most wanted Starlight High School class of 2020. Who wouldn't want to talk about their relationship? Many people always talk about their stories at school and not a few also insinuate the relationship of Anna and Dean because some of those people are people who support Theresia, because they are the ones who support Theresa, the girl who was rumored to have been in a relationship with Dean.
Now Anna and Dean are at the place where they used to be officially dating and somehow Anna's feelings are not right now. Her heart was a little scared because since half an hour Dean had not said anything to her. The man just stood up while staring at himself.
"..."
"We're breaking up, Na. I'm bored."
A few seconds saying that, Anna immediately raised her gaze. Staring closely at Dean's eyes with a soft look. He smiled bitterly, knowing that this would happen. It's wrong to expect a lot in people who have absolutely no feelings for him.
"Yaudah Brother is not papa. The door is right over there." Anna pointed at the door using her chin. After that, his lips felt faint to say something to Dean.
"Yes. Take care of yourself." The boy moved from the library room - leaving Anna in tears. His head lowered while closing his eyes. Luckily the library was not crowded at the moment so he could cry for himself.
"Deciding a relationship is not because of boredom but indeed he already has something else. Stupidly you're Anna never self-conscious," Anna muttered then smiled wryly on the sidelines as her eyes watered.
"I shouldn't have expected much of something I wasn't destined to have."
Before Dean chooses to end his relationship with Anna. Dean was in class with his friends. Two of their study desks were combined in the middle of the class. Dean sits between Cakra and Seto, while Gibran sits near Aldi and Brian.
"Gue wants it" Gibran said. "Why do girls today prefer to chase people who don't like to go back with him?"
"Lo again quipped the boyfriend of the guy?" timpal Seto's.
"Hm. Like Anna, for example. She's the first woman I just heard about to express her feelings as a guy and that's Dean himself, our friend bro..."
"Ck! Mending also chased me. I guarantee it will be good for his life," continued Aldi chuckled.
"From the sonna is like that, people prefer to pursue what they do not like back. Chasing the uncertain. Pursuing those who never care, but around him many who care are even considered ordinary," chirped Cakra.
"Jiahhhhh, poetic bangat lu Cak," Gibran said laughing crisply.
"Where? hows it? It's appropriate that I haven't become Bu Rendang's son-in-law?" Cakra Laughter.
"Anjir, Miss Rendang..."
"Yes, Bu Rendang. She has a beautiful daughter, Gib, a college boy. Ajah Bu Rendang wants the only girl to be dating brondong like me this," he kekehnya.
"Could you do Cak" cried Seto.
"Eh, silent napa bae lo Dean, canker lo," Gibran's lick made Dean immediately throw a sharp look at him.
"Your mind's fucked up again?" ask Cakra.
"There's nothing that can make my mind go awry" Dean replies, making Aldi, Brian & Cakra laugh. Laughing at friends who are overconfident is their habit.
"Yakin said it. Seriously you okay?" ask Cakra back. Dean didn't reply. He rose from his seat making his friends who were there frown.
"Where else to go, just to come." Dean put on his jacket, grabbed the keys to the bike on the table and ignored his friends.
"Jawab woy where are you going? Want to see Anna again? He said he didn't like it, so soon it would break, gaje lo..."
Dean did not say, he dropped out of class and stepped into a class to coincide with his classroom building.
There he was, with a single stroke of his hand, pulling a woman's wrist towards a small hall not far from the classroom.
The girl behind him smiled at Dean. "Tumben at this hour did you come see me? What was? miss ya?"
Theresias. The woman who managed to make the heart of a most wanted man named Dean fell in love many times with him. The typical smile of Theresia was able to tear down the defense of a Dean.
"Anna..." One word that made Theresia keep her hands away from the hands of the man.
Theresia stared at Dean's beady guts. "Anna? Why out of so many girls you just mentioned the name of that damn girl in front of me. I told you not to mention his name when you're with me, Dean. Can't you understand?"
Theresia growled. The two looked at each other for a while before Dean cut his eyes on the girl.
"What the heck did he do until each of us met him whom you always discussed. Can't you just talk about the two of us?!"
"Fucking girl...."
"So what's wrong with him? Do I have to hear all about that girl again from your mouth? Didn't you say you didn't like it?"
"That was then." replied Dean briefly and clearly making Theresia swerve, clenching both her hands beside her skirt.
"Huh? Meanin? Don't tell me you like it?"
"I didn't say that, Sia. There's no way I like it. She's not the kind of girl you are. He's still a long way below you."
"Goodoo. Can I hold you? You never hugged me again, usually often but somehow not anymore" Theresia said grudgingly.
This was Dean's weak point, he never liked any sad girl in front of his eyes. While Theresia, she knows very well that Dean will not be able to refuse her request since they have been together from Kindergarten.
Dean thought about the girl's request. However, the next second Dean nodded slowly making Theresia open her arms wide.
He hugged Dean's sturdy body not for a moment and even more terrible Theresia who was just a friend dared to peek soft Dean's cheeks, and more terrible, the guy did not overreact only to return the embrace of Theresia who was getting tighter in his body.
Dean also heard Theresia muttering something. "I love you, Dean. You are too, aren't you?" The man pensively looked at the face of the woman in his arms. Until the next second Theresa developed her wide smile and then tightly hugged Dean's waist.
"...."
"So the boredom that you mean is shifting feelings to others, is that it?"
Anna came and caught them both. Anna stood up straight without a look of sadness on her face. Although in fact he clenched his hands firmly on the side of his gray skirt. Theresia turned to the side making Dean also turn his head when he heard the cry of someone in that place.
True exists. There was no man he could trust in this life.
Her father, who likes to play hands with her and Dean, who was her ex-lover a few hours ago, also hurt her. Is that how stupid Anna is in their eyes? Dean's moving. The man pushed the rough body of Theresia to hit the wall behind him.
"Anna? I can clear it. What you saw just now was really none of my intentions. Theresia did that and I didn't reply at all" said Dean, trying to grab the girl's hand.
"Shut up, dickhead!!" anna's wrath with bulging eyes, her breathing also rose and fell irregularly.
While Dean, the guy flinched. His body stiffened and suddenly stiffened to hear Anna say that one telling sentence. He really dared to say it. Ever since he knew Anna, the girl's lips had never spoken so, but today Dean was taken aback.
"Gue knows I was ex-lo a few hours ago, but can't appreciate my feelings. I have feelings too. Why should be at school like this and you also do not know shame so be a girl. We're both girls, should mine be yours too?!"
"What is the name that is suitable for a guy who says bored but instead expresses his feelings with other girls? Fucking fella? fucking guy or what?!"
"Anna. please listen to me first. Everything you hear or see is wrong. That's..."
"Engga!" snapped Anna hard. "There's nothing important I need to hear from your mouth anymore, a word! Lo the jerk who feels loved," Anna's claws were clear and firm.
"Lo think you who can hurt people's feelings like that lo? Not because I like and love the same lo, elo so easy!"
His tone turned rough. Not like when they cut off the relationship. The look on Anna's face was also really not messing around looking at her.
"Anna, please..." Dean tried to call her name but she kept moving away from his sight.
"Dean?" Theresia held the boy's wrist when she wanted to chase after Anna.
"Don't touch it, Sia! Anna's more important to me." Theresia pecked with her eyes constantly staring at Dean's wide back chasing the girl's departure in the hallway of the classroom.
"Ours will still be mine Anna. If I can't have Dean, you don't deserve him either."
"Anna!" Dean called his name back. This time his voice was so slow. Hearing the call inevitably Anna turned her head and looked at Dean who was already in front of her.
He looked at the manic eye of the man. It was so deep that Anna could love a guy like this. Already hurt, not considered, and even utilized, Anna still has a little feeling when dealing with Dean like today.
"Nothing's wrong. I am wrong to put hope as high as the sky on people whose hearts are still on others. Right, I took you from Sister Theresia."
"Knowing you is the biggest mistake that makes me understand what it's like to be hurt is also let down. For months I was amazed at you until I finally had a special relationship. It was wrong I expected so much. My existence should not make you change. I'm just a burden on your life."
Anna said at length. He needs to solve this problem today. He also will not be able if the people who are near him seem to be interested in his feelings.
"Go An, I don't want to see you in front of me anymore" Dean told him. It should be more fitting to say it was Anna instead of Dean.
"By pleasure. Thank you so much for the injury, sister" said Anna passed away leaving Dean first.
It was a sad time for Anna especially when the end of the relationship between her and Dean just for reasons of boredom but in fact Dean still loves his first love. Inevitably Anna is unlikely to survive as Dean never has a taste for her and Anna must know the truth.
- to be continued -