Loving You Secretly

From Friends To Love

My name is Liliana Septi Anugrah pratama. I used to be called Lili. I am not the perfect girl. In this world, no human being is perfect. Perfection belongs only to God. Cave is famous as a tomboyish chick who is a basketball maniac. And you know? Basketball is my soulmate. There are times of joy or sorrow.

Bye on his acquaintance. Now speaking of love (ceile. love). Don't get me wrong, tomboy girls also have love.

Yes, she is Andika Widi Gusmawan, commonly called Widi. Pendiem guy, handsome, sweet and super duper cool. He's the guy who really can make me fall in love. Although he was not the first but I hope he was the last. Amens.

I knew Widi from the beginning of my high school days. We go to the same school even in the same class. At first we never got to see each other. In fact, on the first day we go to class, we fight for the bench. First impressions are very good.

Until finally I as a tomboy girl who has a friendly soul bergeberaniin themselves to chat and ask for the number hapenya. Trereng, Waca. Hape number he's in hand. Which guy dares not to give hape numbers as sweet and cute girls all over the earth and mars. (Hahaha, lebay, narcissistic, GR and kePDan become one)

Initially clumsy, at most sms just what more, have eaten yet and thousands of unclear sentences that have certainly been found just ado. Hehe.

Yeah, our relationship is flat and monotone. Yes, it was me at that time did not have the same feeling he had. Not yet fallen love. At that time I also had a real guy but I rarely text or phone. My guy is a stale kind of guy. It's hard to joke around, but it's not a nerd or a class star. Just stale anyway.

One day, I texted Widi and that bales her chick. Waduh, this shitty ntar thought I was a girl ruining people's households. Eits wrong, I mean ruining someone else's relationship. I became lazy texting him.

My days were crisp without a text from him. After almost a week we did not text her suddenly she texted.

“Hay Friend.”, that sentence is on my phone screen.

“Waduh, tumben nih son sms.”, my inner.

“Hay also. Tumben sms are not afraid of being scolded by her boyfriend. Hahaha.”, reply.

“Can't yes sms? Dah the end.”, he replied.

“Bby. My hole is open to anyone who's throwing away for free. How many episodes are the end? Haha”

“Hahaha, male courtship with small children little bit flinch. Mending. BE FREE of it.”

We're in class already rich in mice and cats. Kocak and gokil abis. Every day fighting and know not my word where there I was there Widi. Did ya? Not even times.

Anyway my class never deserted from our nudity. So familiar I feel comfortable and start falling in love with him.

But I realized he only considered me as a friend, nothing more. He still has a girl and that girl is my upperclassman and my best friend too.

This morning she told me she broke up with my upperclassman. In my true heart, I am very happy. Today he came to school with a crumpled face. Rich yarn only tangled. But during class I didn't see him in class. He's truant. Hellow, it's still a bad time because of a breakup.

A few days later I heard him deket same age me but different class, Puspa. My heart feels crumpled rich crushed full fill container truck. I try to cover up this feeling of heart. Cave supports him the same Puspa.

“Hay Sob's. Denger Lu deket ma Puspa. Shoot aja Bro, hunt down people loh.”, my challenge.

“No Li, I'm just looking at him. I still love my ex.” sam, he replied weakly.

“Who Sob? Yani our upperclassman?”

“Not, Tiara. You don't know him yet. I'm dizzy, don't talk about girls anymore. Tired me.”

“Oke.”, I replied briefly while leaving him gone.

Outside of class I was daydreaming. It feels like this heart is very broken by Widi's statement earlier. But I was determined to cover up these feelings for her.

The adage that you keep carcasses will eventually kiss also smell, maybe true. I wish I closed this heart feeling that Widi would finally know.

“Sorry Sob, we are ajataan only yes. I have a lot of problems and I want to do it myself.”, he told me.

Actually, at that time I wanted my tears to flow but I could stand it. I don't want to look weak in front of him. This heart is broken into pieces. Indeed nothing has changed in us, we remain friendly but the desire to have it as if to make ourselves want to cry when nearby. My love as a friend has changed. I was expecting it so much, let it all be beautiful in time.