My Complicated Love: Triangle Love + You

Lonely

Not much time outside with Eli, we decided to just laze around stopping by some taverns and small food around campus.

Still tired of last night's trip, one day but felt one week. Not to overdo it with regard to like a year, because we still doubt our relationship early.

Again do not dare to think more, just go for it, enjoy the beauty of this feeling. Susan

***

By 18:00 Eli and Susan had returned home, the car type city car worth the complex house was parked sweetly in the yard of Eli's house.

"El, you're back!" brother Zac who had been waiting for Eli in the middle room.

"Yes, what is this Zac .. "narrates his forehead looking at the expression.

"Have you seen what happened to our savings account?!" rubbing your face while closing your eyes.

"No. All day I do transactions with cash, what's with your savings?"

"Seche your Banking app! make a transfer to my account, whatever the nominal"

Moments later, Eli opens the phone and follows Zac's instructions.

"Why this! why can't you" try over and over again on that app.

"Dad froze our accounts" Zac replied quickly "he forced me to tell you to come back, you didn't go home, did you, back to LA?"

Eli shook his head slowly

"Dad is still forcing! why should I?! he never involved you in any of his interests, did he? Hhhc ... Shit!!" this time Eli really cursed.

brother Zac did not dare to persuade or speak to see his sister sacrificed for their financial condition. Eli was silent withholding his emotions.

"What are we going to do now .. "sister Zac leaned roughly jerking his head to the back of the sofa.

"Let me think. Don't bother me yet!" Eli got up from the sofa regardless of brother Zac, walking towards the room.

****

I rushed to clean myself from all day activities, dressed and lay down in bed, at first glance he realized the thing I put on the table in the room, THE ROSE!

Sit back and reach for that sad rose. Thinking deeper, who was the owner of this rose? why be left abandoned under such conditions. Moreover, his condition lay on the balcony. There are only a few people allow being on his balcony is ...

Dicky!

It's impossible for a thief to carry roses, what kind of romantic vane??

Of course carrying hard equipment, sharp objects or such.

Still in the mind.

Analyzing situation.

As soon as I got the phone to disconnect the intention to contact Eli, I tried to contact someone who would allow me to know about this rose.

"Hello, Assalamallaikum 'Sister. Dheta's sister, Dicky is there??"

"Waalaikum greetings, yes San. Dicky doesn't exist 'San, he doesn't know you?"

"So. From last night she had no news. Usually .... he always tells me to go anywhere" I'm starting to realize the awkwardness here.

"That's it's San, from any morning he seems to be going but not telling where. The bike was not home, my mother also contacted him but there was no reply"

'Where's she. What happened to him.' My mind is worried and wondering

"May I ask you something 'Sister?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Hmmm ... Did aunt lose one of the roses?"

"Oh. that! Yes ... You have accepted, yes?!"

"How does that mean, brother?"

"Yeah. About a week ago he asked, he said to you. It's just developing now, but it's well guarded."

'How to take good care, his condition is shattered so.' I murmured

"Ah, yes brother. Hehehe let me take care of it." I feel awkward "I haven't said thank you to Dicky about the flowers, thank you too, brother". I'm trying to cover up the real situation.

"Yes San, the same ... "

"Yes already brother. That's it, uh .. maap interfered, Assalamualaikum"

"Greetings waalaikum"

I'm ending the conversation. Look back at the roses. Instantly my eyes felt hot and began to flow tears that appeared slowly when looking at the details of the rose.

'Dicky, what happened to you .. why you disappeared without word.'

The feeling of loss was so enveloping to me at this moment. There's been the deepest burden of my indifference to Dicky all along.

****

A week of walking after the incident that night. No matter what happened between the two of us, only Eli looked more different than usual. We rarely do activities together, only occasionally coming home together after returning from campus. So many times I saw his car was not in the location at night. My heart did not escape suspicion.

I still see the same warm eyes. Although there were rarely any long conversations between us, I felt that there was something he was hiding from his closed character.

Eli even persuaded me several times to get out of my karate school.

'Sports need not hurt each other, there are still many other sports that are more feminine than that, start behaving like women and stop dressing up like men' he said at the time.

'The Knock of Martial Arts! I wouldn't be able to suddenly become transgender just because of that! clearly what I feel for you is still a normal woman! ' my inner self, when Eli declared that.

My decision was also regretted by friends of one college, I decided to resign before the game.

I began to feel uneasy about his change of attitude. Between being overprotective or just being selfish towards me.

Now I try to divert a lot of thoughts by fulfilling activities on campus. Starting this week I was selected to be part of ten people at counseling sessions on campus.

***

Campus

Entering the room intended for meetings between students majors, chairs arranged in such a way as to form a circle. We took our own positions on the chair.

Ike's mother was seen carrying several sheets of paper that were distributed to us one by one. Contains a code of ethics to attend counseling sessions at that time.two of the contents are :

* Counsellors have the right to keep their identity, personal data and psychiatric condition confidential in a professional manner.

* Conseli is obliged to follow each counseling session for the success of the potential to be developed.

Bla blah blah ...

We embed each signature in the bottom corner of the final sheet of paper.

"Thank you for the willingness of fellow students here to attend the first session of counseling" Ike's mother gave a speech. As well as the pleasantries of the opening session at that time.

I tried to ignore the thought of staying in a normal routine as a student among the problems I was facing.

The introductions began.

Each of us greeted each other every time one of us mentioned a name, until the second that Bu Ike introduced the counselor involved there but I was still a lot dissolved in daydreaming.

"good. Before the session starts, I will introduce a counselor who will help brief you on the issues that will be opened later. I send Bapakkk ... Mr ... ?! Mr Brian?"

"Yes??"

The face that had been hiding from behind the laptop screen appeared and Sontak surprised me.

'Oh my God! the African Elephant!!'