Karma Love

Doni's Care

Doni..

I left early this morning. I waited for him at the school gate. To the extent that it makes some students who know me feel strange with my arrival this early in the morning. My goal is just to make Syila okay.

***

Syilais..

Drt drt..

My phone's vibrating. Dika called.

"Hello". My answer.

"Good morning girlfriend."

What the hell should be what his calling is. Not comfortable with a call like that.

"Hopefully be your own boyfriend" he murmured softly.

I heard him surprised but chose to pretend not to hear him. And there we exchanged stories. He told me about his many tasks yesterday and kept him super busy. I only listen to him occasionally.

My mood's still bad.

"Syila..?" I realized I was far from daydreaming about Adji. Who now knows what he is and who he is.

"Think who the hell.. It seems to be less focused. What's up ? Try a story in case there's anything to tell." He led Dika to ask.

"The... Suppose the person you love turns out to betray you, make you disappointed, but far in your heart there is only one. What are you going to do ?"

Dika stunned. Is Syila in trouble with her boyfriend ?? After that there was a hard-to-understand smile that rose from Dika's lips.

"Calcus.. To me how much someone is worth to my life but can't appreciate me and choose to play with me I'm sorry I chose to step down. A relationship that is committed and struggling must be 2 people not just one. Because it will only hurt us. The heart may choose but be balanced with logic." Long opinion Dika.

"So you don't think people like that deserve to be fought for so ??"

"No !" Dika firmly makes me silenced.

"Looks good. The one who deserves to be fought is the one who will not let you down, the one who will fight for you, and not let yourself be hurt alone. It sounds impossible, but at least he's trying his best for you. Understood..?!"

I nodded my head. Alright if my worst possibility is indeed to happen then I must be firm. Enough of my heart that hurts from disappointment and betrayal lest my pride be trampled on. Because, I'm not a lover.

***

There's still 20 minutes before the bell comes in. There's a message coming in from Adji. I'm still on my way.

"For yank. Have you left already ?"

"Yes, it's almost there. Yank here till when ?" Askaqua.

"Eagerly yes.. Return to the capital Friday."

"Ohh.." I answered because it hurt my heart.

"Hey, don't be angry. Sorry there's no time for you yank. I'll come home later." Persuade Adji.

"Yes. Yes it is. Later again. It's over."

Without waiting for the answer, I turned off the phone.

Waita..

Doni ?? I blinked my eyes repeatedly. This is less than 15 minutes from the time of entry. He was already standing at the school gate with a security guard even he was drinking coffee together.

Hahh what do I care. But it's really a rare occurrence. Doni usually come during the day and often even late.

"For Sir.." Sapaku to Pak Satpam.

"Morning too. Tumben noon Sisil ?"

I turned my prying eyes. This one father would like to change people's names. He would rather call me Sisil. Call dear he said.

"Hehehe.. Yes Sir. Sir there's a new assistant, huh ?" My insinuation to Doni who had just been quietly observing.

The Pak Satpam glanced at Doni and then nudged his arm. Make the one with the hand aware of his complacency.

Suddenly someone held my hand. Doni wants what he is.

Doni took me to a rather quiet place. Makes me watch out for him.

***

Doni..

The person I was waiting for has arrived. The one who is still in my heart and mind. The sad shadow on his face made me what I am now. I came in the morning blind just because I couldn't wait to make sure she was okay or not.

I saw her eyes were swollen, her face was moody, she was smiling but a smile that implied pain. What's with Syayak what makes his smile disappear.

I should know. After I realized from my own mind I saw Syila had already stepped away. Soon I chased him and I took him to a rather quiet place.

My hand was removed from her. I didn't even realize I was holding his hand.

I stared at the eyes right on her face.

"Don't look at me like that. Why come here ?"

"Syila what's the problem ?" Reluctant to answer. I'm asking instead.

He looks confused.

"Please don't be sad like this. I'm not calm seeing you moody like this. What makes you like this, Syila ?"

"I was watching you yesterday when you were staring at a happy little family. But what's printed on your face is sadness not to be happy."

"That's why you look sad. I'm sorry I didn't mean to interfere in your business. It's just that I'm really worried."

Doni said at length.

Ahh was looked at deeply and given such a statement made me recall Adji. It makes me sad and sad at the same time.

I bow my face. Withstanding the tears that began to force out. Damn my body's response is really weak it can't be controlled in a situation like this. I look pathetic.

Doni took a few steps forward. Touching my chin forced me to raise my face. Just then my tears came out of place.

***

Doni...

I was stunned to see Syila who was lowered. Did any of my words hurt him. Then I lifted his face to face me. I cut my heart when her tears came back.

I erased her tears. Then I wanted to hug him. But I undo it. I rubbed his shoulders and head hoping to calm him down.

"Okay, cry for now. But after this promise me no more tears of sorrow."

Syila looked at me for a moment. Then suddenly his face and head were leaned against my chest. I put him in my arms. I really miss him who is shy yet jolly.

"Look, I'm ready to hear that don't be made a burden on your own. We're friends aren't we ??"

There was a sense of pain when I said the word "friend". I really loved him more than that.

"Hey, I don't bring any more clothes. If it continues like this, I am considered rained. Tropical rain." I tried to melt the atmosphere when I thought her crying had subsided but she was still at home leaning against my chest.

"Hehehe. sorry". Say Syila by occasionally wiping the rest of her tears.

"I'll buy ice cream. Don't cry anymore"

His eyes twinkled his face more then he nodded quickly.

"Yes want a taste of strowberry, vanilla, chocolate, mocca, tiramissu anything else as long as someone wants to pay for it." He mentioned many kinds of flavors, counting with his fingers mentioning the one-on-one he liked by laughing occasionally glancing at me.

Hahaha I can't believe he's going to order that much.

We started walking towards our room.

I'll buy it all if it makes you smile again.

Thanks ice cream.

My inner..