Meet For Love

CHAPTERS 1. Girl Named Cesya

Cesya Shaqueena Brown or better known as Cesya an Indonesian-English crossbreed girl, has yellowish-brown eyes, her long blackish-brown hair tied like a ponytail with waves at the end of her hair.

Now he is glued in front of the class where the gray sky makes a dim atmosphere around the classroom area that does not get more lighting from the sun. 

He saw the figure of his friend and his girlfriend was joking while holding hands and finally hugging each other. Cesya had known what had happened but with a denial she fought all the truths that existed in order to maintain friendship and also her boyfriend who finally made her realize to her naivety now backfired bagina. 

Cesya opened the classroom door, making the two people quickly take off their embrace, the gray sky outside making the class a minimum of light. Nela who realized the arrival of Cesya immediately stormed in front of Cesya who was now just staring with a face that was difficult to guess. 

Cesya stares away before Nela, Farhan appears to be silent and still sitting on the table, while Nela moves agitatedly while gesturing for Farhan to rebuke Cesya. 

"I know, don't shut it again, I won't bother you from now on, we'll end all our relationships today" said Cesya While carrying her backpack and out of class, Cesya had thought about it, however she reacted to the two men, there was still no way for the three of them to establish a relationship as friends. 

Hearing Cesya's words, Farhan immediately moved from his place of—yah first he really loved Cesya, how not Cesya's beautiful face and good personality certainly makes any man will fall in love, and he will fall in love, but it had all become saturated when Farhan knew Nela the figure of a girl who was so fragile in contrast to Cesya who had an independent personality although careless, Cesya could always overcome everything in her own way, while Nela she is a weak girl always oppressed by others, her dark past makes a gentleman Farhan feel called and needed. 

Now Farhan pursued Cesya's half-running steps in the hallway of the class which had been partially empty leaving only a handful of students who carried out pickets. 

"See wait" called Farhan who finally managed to grab Cesya's hand, a gasping breath made her swallow her saliva quickly hoping that she could catch her breath immediately. 

"Wait, let me explain" asked Farhan who was now able to regulate his breathing while looking at Cesya with full attention to his surroundings. 

"Otherwise, I want to be explained, I've seen everything" said Cesya, dismissing Farhan's hand. 

"You know, our relationship is not what it used to be" Farhan murmured, Cesya who heard that only sighed with a bitter smile showing how not to know the shame of the man before her who had been caught cheating even brought up the problems of their relationship that was tenuous cr. 

"Then that's why you secretly have a relationship with Nela" said Cesya staring fiercely at Farhan who did not dare to return his gaze. 

"You know Nela she's so weak, you asked me to pay attention to her" Farhan said, defending that he didn't want to be blamed unilaterally on a relationship that no longer felt like it, however, Farhan also thought this was the fault of Cesya who never had time for him who was always busy with his activities. 

"So you think it's my fault" said Cesya with a look of disbelief that the man in front of her was the man she once loved. 

Farhan rolled his eyes feeling regretful with his words just now, but slowly while wetting his lips he boldly looked at Cesya. 

"Yes, it's your fault, where have you been all this time when I needed "kilah Farhan with a voice that was half hoarse because it held back emotions. 

"Where am I? You ask where I am? I'm in front of you as a stupid bego who always closes his eyes to the behavior of the two of you behind me. "attack Cesya who can no longer hold back his anger because he continues to feel cornered into the perpetrator, though it is clear that he was hurt by these two innocent people, if the events of the past are revealed, there are many peculiarities of the relationship of Farhan and Nela where they eat together, he said, celebrating a birthday together, the two of them even when Nela is sick Farhan willingly takes care of Nela until she skips school. 

"Then what will" said Farhan fiercely staring at Cesya wishing the woman was heartbreaking for her love, at least her last hope to the woman who never leaned on her shoulders. 

"We broke up" said Cesya, Farhan heard that in a rancid style by sticking out his cheeks from inside his mouth and nodding with a wry smile. 

"Ok, fine" said Farhan with a stream of faces stiffened with annoyance. 

"Then good luck" said Cesya as it passed, Farhan sighed softly there was a little disappointment where at the end of the relationship Cesya there was no intention to hold it. 

Cesya stepped out of the school yard, fortunately her pickup car arrived on time so she did not need time to wait, she quickly got into the car. 

In the car Cesya met her brother, Lydia, a short-haired woman with elegant brown hair, her brownish-yellow eyes, and the thin makeup of a charming adult woman, looking at her sister in confusion, karen got into the car unfriendly. 

But Lydia did not want to take a headache, she ran her Audi model car in the middle of a crowded street, while she glanced out looking at the gray sky that had devoured all the white clouds, indicates that rain will soon fall. 

The atmosphere in the car became very quiet making Lydia uncomfortable and looked at her sister who was usually cherry was instantly just silent and pensive staring out the car window, in his can, sometimes Cesya sighed heavily like there was a burden that he was lightening from his chest. 

"What other lessons don't fit into your little brain? " joked Lydia broke the silence in the car.

But not influenced by Cesya, making Lydia raise her eyebrows confused and feel burdened by her brother who bontot it—how not, only Cesya is the family that she has in Jakarta, this is, his entire family is now in Manchester, England. While in Indonesia only Eyang Putri, Bu Lek Eka same Om Rudi who lives far away in Jogja. 

"If you don't want to talk, want to eat? " ask Lydia again trying to melt her sister who had just been silent. But the call of nature can not be denied, the voice of Cesya's stomach is like answering her brother's question, Lydia chuckles and directs her car to the nearest restaurant. 

When coming in the restaurant rain was falling rapidly, fortunately the restaurant they visited had a basement parking. 

Lydia chose to sit in a far corner from the rest of the customers inside the restaurant, intending to ask her what happened to her sister. 

After ordering some food, now Lydia looked at Cesya who was sitting in front of her, while fixing her sitting position Lydia also unhappily asked. 

"What's going on? " ask Lydia with a hopeful look at Cesya to be able to open her heart to speak to herself. 

Cesya rubbed her hands with agitated movements, her eyes moved like thinking for a moment about her brother's question and finally she chose to tell all the events that she experienced that day. 

Lydia clenched her hands and kicked the table while hissing at Farhan and Nela's names, causing Cesya to look around hoping that no one would see her angry sister. 

"Sir, it's normal" whispered Cesya who was not in limbo by Lydia who now folded her hands in annoyance. 

"Why have you never told me before" said Lydia, Cesya sighed as she rubbed her hand. 

"When Lydia's sister was fierce" whispered Cesya who was still heard by Lydia, Lydia was quite offended by her sister's speech, which she said, but it is undeniable that he is sicker to know that his sister has been betrayed by two people close to his sister. 

Not long after that, when they started talking, a waiter came with their order. With joy they also enjoy their lunch while talking about many things, at least Lydia can make her little sister's heart feel better and spend time together while waiting for the rain to subside. 

Seriate…