Marrying a Friend

Girl In Her Love #PovFirhan

I looked at him with a face that was still defensive. He looked at me still with a big smile, then took a sip of his melon juice.

Today, Dian and I were at a restaurant. And voraciously, he ate the food that had been deliberately ordered before I arrived. Actually, I don't want to do this, especially when this girl in front of me clearly means something different. However, I would like to ask him to accompany Nesya daily, considering that Daniel is currently trying to meet my wife.

The fleeting scroll of the clock attached to my wrist, has shown at seven o'clock in the night. After clearing her throat and changing her sitting position, Dian looked at her for a moment with a big smile. Breathing slowly came out of my mouth as I rolled my eyes.

I don't know what's on this girl's mind.

"You don't eat?" asked Dian who started to make a sound while still looking at me fixedly after the fork for a moment was in her mouth.

The eyes of this girl looked confused and anxious at me.

"I'm not hungry, Dian. I told you, I just wanted to talk,"

"All right, I'm listening. But, I want to, you eat too?"

"Dian's? " my er who was still trying to be patient, looked at him rather irritatedly.

"What's? You never heard me before! Only Nesya, Nesya, and Nesya! Lalu—"

"This is not the time to discuss that, Dian," I interrupted while looking coldly. I pressed my jaw and mouth hard to be more patient again to face this stubborn girl who was full of obsession and ambition with her passion.

Dian frowned and then kept his fork and spoon on the plate with annoyance, until the plate made a sound.

I rubbed my hair and put my fingers in there and squeezed it in frustration, then sighed. "Sorry, that's not what I meant. But, come on, it's not time to talk about that, Dian," I looked understandingly.

Dian's eyes now looked at me. "We're talking about Nesya, right?"

He guessed as he looked into these eyes carefully which made me nod slowly, his regret heard and then clicked my tongue. Those squinty eyes look defensive.

"Then, what am I here for?" I looked in wonder after seeing the response.

"Then, what am I here for?" dian asked back who imitated my sentence, but with the same tone of voice, not sounding like mocking.

"Fir, I loved you a long time ago and you obviously know that! Then, why are you torturing me like that? You should have married me, not—"

"Dian, you obviously know the reason for that! So, please, don't start. Anyway, I'm happy with Nesya right now,"

"happy?" He's grieving. "Being happy or suffering? Pretend happy while he gives you various problems—"

"STOP IT! Dian, I told you, don't start! I don't love you, we're just friends, nothing more, and you obviously know that! Didn't you know long ago? And I also don't want to give you more hope than you want, and then what else do you demand? Juan, Dian, Juan! Remember him, he loves you sincerely," I snapped uncontrollably at the beginning of the sentence, then closed my eyes and sighed for a moment trying to calm myself down, then clarify by pressing each vocabulary while staring with annoyance at the end of the sentence. In any case, she is a woman who should not be underlined.

His loud snort made me again sigh at a glance to see him roll his eyes in disgust. "But, I love you, you should understand that," Dian's tone now sounded sad and desperate, despite rising by an octave.

She seemed to have completely lost her mind and insisted on convincing me, despite knowing in the end who my feelings belonged to.

Really not healthy! And this is what I've been afraid of all this time happening to our friendship, especially her!

Again, I took a breath to calm myself down.

I exhaled deeply. “Dian—"

"Have it, maybe it's true, it's impossible! Don't bother me anymore, Firhan! Yeah, like you said. For your sake, I will remember Juan and forget all about you. You happy now? Take good care of my best friend, Firhan. Thank you." Thank you." Lirih Dian was empty who finally relented and understood, then looked at me at the end of the sentence with a poignant and resigned look with a knotty smile—lukanya that he forced appeared before me after snorting and sighing.

Dian passed away leaving me who was sitting with a feeling of guilt. At first glance, looking at the two eyes sparkled before he decided to leave. I looked at him for a moment which slowly disappeared from sight. He left with a million wounds.

But, what can I do? It's not that I was selfish and hurt him, maybe that's what's best for him.

Dian is better off getting sick right now, than getting hurt just because of a falsehood for her sincerity. Wouldn't it be better for him to be sick for a while than to be sick forever at the end? My goal was to ask him to meet me today, wanting to ask for help to accompany Nesya during my work. In addition to making Nesya not grieve protracted and not lonely, also to protect from Daniel— which makes me can feel the threat in the tone of Daniel's voice when he met me earlier.

My nerves instantly twitched and my hands clenched tightly as his last words instantly flashed through my mind. Tetiba's snort just came out.

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