Love Raka Vol. 2

Part 14's. Pov Devina's

Pov Devina's

Rain spots also fell after a long cloudy, like my heart that was agitated erratically making tears can not be restrained, How not to grieve because My Girlfriend who has been in a relationship for 2 months, the last couple of days at school just didn't want to know me anymore.

My life is very dark because there is no affection I get from the closest family.Mommy who is always busy with her work, father who is always busy with his business affairs. so that they forget the responsibility they have to take, they seem to forget that they have a baby that must be nurtured with affection, not just with abundant possessions or luxury goods.

When I found out there was a classmate who was good at writing short stories, I began to often spend minutes standing near the mading just to read the writing. from there my admiration began to arise because in his writing he was very understanding of the situation and condition of children who lack affection from their parents, so my conviction began to arise that the author was a very mature person.

Every day I read the mading, until I finally found out from my best friend Rita, that the author was named Raka Aditya, 11th grader IPA B.

I often tell about my admiration for a guy named Raka, so that makes Rita suggest me to invite her to meet. At first I refused because it was very unethical, yes there was a woman who invited to meet a man, but Rita continued to encourage me so that I would dare to get acquainted with my upperclassman, so that finally the courage came after I continued to be scared by Rita. Otherwise now want when else, Later could-can uang kendah huru taken by another girl, other girls, because it turns out that the person named Raka is very handsome, but he is not very good at getting along.

That day, I was finally combated by Rita to get acquainted with Raka, it turned out that after I met her the person was very Asik, not stiff as I imagined. she was very friendly even good at joking, he was very friendly, so I fell more in love with him.

Happiness peaked, when I wanted to go home from school but he held me back because someone wanted to say something. At first I was hesitant about what to talk about because the night he wanted to talk seriously, he just went to the toilet.

I kept giving him time so he could muster up the courage to speak his heart, so that happiness broke when he shot me in a Satria manner, she expressed love directly in front of me like the men in her short story.

At first I pretended to refuse to make me look careless, when my heart was very happy, My nose was blooming, even my body felt flying towards space. that day was the happiest day of my life.

Ever since we were, I have felt a tremendous amount of attention given by Raka. she often accompanied me on the phone when I was lonely for hours, because we were not satisfied if we were just chatting at school, so we continued on the phone, but after a month of dating she began to show change, Raka often did not tell me, she often ignored me, so I kept asking about the news, because when I didn't hear from him, it felt like something was missing from half my Soul.

The culmination of the disappointment occurred the last few days, where Raka Aditya asked me to end the relationship.I who loved the man so much immediately refused, because I was not entirely at fault, because I was not entirely at fault, I laid off the attention to her according to my portion, according to my capacity as a girlfriend who loved her very much.

I took a deep breath in recalling the good memories that ended with suffering, my eyes kept staring at the rain that kept coming down on the earth, my hands hugging the Teddy Bear doll that was given by Raka's brother, and my eyes kept on her, when the first start we walk together, when we enjoy the night market rides.

I bit the corner of my lip, to make sure that what I feel now is reality, making me even more slit because my lips ached showing that I'm not dreaming now, I was in a world that was very bad, did not get the attention of parents, the only girlfriend who was not willing to give news, even decided me.

Tin.....! tin....! tin....!

"Rita...!" murmured that I was happy because I called her to come to my house, I was afraid that I would have to face difficulties alone.

At first I was about to get up and open the door for Rita, but I saw an old woman who opened the door made me stop the intention, the resurrected me sat down by the glass while looking down.

Long wait finally my room door was knocked and then pushed, look Rita who entered my room.

"Your insolence, instead of opening the door, is watching people who are raining." Grumpily Rita while closing the door again, her hair looks a little wet may be exposed to splashes of rainwater.

"Sorry Rita cave is upset.....!" I answered while getting up and hugging Rita, No more words said, only the roar of tears that wet the cheeks made Rita feel astonished.

"Why are you crying?"

I could not continue my words, the sadness that had filled my chest, finally spilled out on my best friend's chest made Rita feel pity and maybe also feel surprised.She slowly stroked my back, then take a seat on the edge of the bed.

I was constantly calmed down by Rita so that I wouldn't be too sad thinking about what was going on, she motivated me to be a strong woman, not to be whiny, not to give up easily, she encouraged me to be a strong woman, you have to have high motivation.

"Why are you crying, try the same cave story!" rita said after my cry subsided a bit, she raised my head on her chest, then looked into my teary eyes as if she wanted to know what I was feeling right now.

"Raka Rit, Raka Rita...!" just like that, my eyes suddenly stinged back, sadness began to seethe into my chest hurting my nose.

"Why Raka?" rita asked while frowning.

"Raka decided the cave rita, Raka Tega, Raka evil.....!" Suku is a friend.

"Let you tell me what really happened, so that the cave is not confused as it is now, so that the cave can find the right solution for you," Pinta Rita who looks more curious. showing tremendous attention as a friend who is always there in every time I feel distress.