LIKE I CAN'T SEE

CHAPTER 38 KINTAN 2

Deg.

Words are like piercing the heart. Sharp but not razor sharp.

I put Dodi's order. "Yes you're right Do! I never said to Kintan that my heart has made someone else", I bowed weakly.

Hearing my words, I felt sorry for me. Dodi patted my shoulder slowly. "Sooner or later, you have to make a choice. Will continue to pursue Jessy, or accept Kintan who clearly loves you!", he said and left.

The clock worked well. Although concentration is disrupted. I see Kintan still faithfully waiting. I wondered if he wasn't looking for his parents.

"What time are you here?", I asked attentively. But only because of my concern as a friend.

Kintan smiled at me. "Do you want to eat out?", he asked directly.

"I eat at home. It's nine Kintan, you better go home".

"My aim is yes, this is your motorcycle bonceng" he asked. There was a way for him to always be close to me. And I can't be strict.

Tonight is like the night before. I always drive Kintan home. Both of his parents are very familiar with me. And it turns out that's why they never looked for Kintan. Because it turns out Kintan always said to go with me that can make both parents calm.

"Tan, if I never could love you how?", ask me full of courage in the middle of the road to the complex of his house.

"It would have been new if Jo. I don't want anything that isn't about us. I'm just enjoying Jo's flow, which is clear at the moment you're always with me", I don't know what the answer is. That was the word that came from the girl.

I could only sigh and throw it a little rough. "I could have suddenly walked away from you Tan, before that happened. Better from now on we are not together anymore", I said again and we have reached his yard.

Kintan came down from the shackles. He took off the helmet he was wearing. "Whatever it is, it is clear that wherever you go I will look for you!", what a stubbornness it is so visible.

"Eh, Nak Jovan, don't you go in first? Thank you for anterin Kintan" said Mama Kintan.

From the beginning he was so good to me. Just trust her daughter with me. Though clearly Kintan children people are. But Mama Kintan never looked at my status as different from her.

He often encouraged me to work. The spirit is son, boys do have to be independent from now on. That's what he always said to me.

"Huuuuh..cappa once today", I threw my body on the carpet I used to wear bedding lately.

"Where does it work? So many cafes?", asked Mom while bringing warm tea for me.

"Every day rame Mak. Well thank God, who knows Jovan's salary can go up Mak".

"Neither ride on the grateful Nak. What matters is blessing. Diligent and honest work", said the mother as she passed into the kitchen. Preparing food for me.

My mother knows Kintan well. Because Kintan often comes to my house on holidays. His friendly and polite attitude towards parents even though from among people is making mothers like him.

Even the one who knows I'm Kintan's girlfriend. Mom never asked about Jessy again. Maybe you think I can forget about that girl. The first girl to steal my heart.

"Good Mak. Jovan brought her home" I obviously made a mother of mangosteen.

"Fortunately you are loved by a girl as good as Jo, I hope never to hurt a child as well as that" she said, adding to the demands of complicated problems in my life.

What if one day you know the truth? That I've only considered him a friend no more. This heart is filled and will never be replaced.

Everything I'm worried about right now will happen later. And at the moment I'm not giving any sign of a choice.

Maybe it's true said Dodi, I've hung up Kintan's feelings. I can't be firm with her to say the word not close to her. And be honest with her that I love other girls.

"Not even dumb? You also like her, right Jo?", mother asked again because she saw me silent.

"Yes Mak, but Jovan won't think of a couple for now. Jovan's journey is still long Mak. Jovan still has to pursue a dream in order to make her happy", maybe that's the answer I think can stop you from asking more questions about Kintan.

Thankful that my mother understood my words. Mom just smiled caressing my head and encouraging me to achieve my dream. Let's just say my mom just forgot my promise with her first. So focus on questions about lovers.

On a terrace house. Dodi is with her boyfriend. Yes, at this time he has not returned from Amel's house in this jam. He had been dating his girlfriend for a long time.

"Yank, Kintan and Jovan really nothing?", asked Amel curious to see the closeness of his girlfriend's friend with the opposite sex named Kintan.

"See, say it's nothing but their attitude is rich yank dating people! Back together, Kintan always wait for Jovan to work until the hour home", complained Dodi recounted. For a long time somehow he was upset with his friend who could not be firm if there was nothing.

"Yes maybe Jovan does have a taste too Yank! You just don't know" said Amel responding to Dodi's remarks.

"I can't believe Jovan can have the same taste as Kintan Yank. I know exactly her heart was for Jessy. I think it's his love who can't take a firm stance".

Amel saw the mangosteen. "Yank, how have you been so interested in their relationship lately?", asked Dodi.

"Or maybe you've been Jessy's spy all this time? Meaning you know donk the truth of Jessy's relationship with Bagas yank", Dodi jumped after realizing suspicion on her lover. Why did he forget that Amel was Jessy's best friend all along. How stupid he had been all this time.

"Yank, let's answer. Why even a whin? Are you Jessy's spy?", accuse Dodi of tearing Amel's arm.

"Eh, what's going on? I'm malem, son, not your aunt ngusir. But back home was not good with the neighbors", Mama Amel suddenly came out after hearing the commotion from the terrace and drove Dodi away in a subtle way. Indeed yes, if teenagers are in the middle of kasmaran like to forget the time if it is both. The world belongs to both.

Holding on to feeling alone is painful. Soon it may be revealed, before it is too late. (nie yha)