My Fancy Beloved

Hollowly

Chandra Pov

I feel like he is avoiding me. Because of what happened this morning, I was just wondering. I wanted to ask you directly, but I was reluctant.

'I was really bored, because last night I slept so I forgot everything' I muttered and cursed myself.

Tonight, I deliberately sat in front of the terrace. Actually I'd love to see him at home. But let it be first. He will come to my house later.

I opened up my gallery, and I looked at the picture of her smiling so sweetly. I want to immediately express the feeling that is in my heart. But I don't have the guts. I realized I was a long way from him. And again he's still unstable. I'm afraid I'm not his taste. Our relationship is brother. I don't want to ruin our family relationship just because I'm concerned about my ego.

Let all these flavors be mine. I keep all the memories I've been through with him in my memory. Maybe later I'll ask her a little taste about the guy she likes.

Even though I was very conscious, I definitely wasn't in the dictionary. At the very least, I can tell the features are enough.

When I saw him walking towards my house, but he could not find his mother inside, he went straight back to my sister's house. I really want to ask him. He must have come here for dinner.

But, again I paused. I wanted to let him forget about the thing that was the problem in his mind. Maybe after tomorrow, he can come back and joke as usual.

Akh, why else miss this is always present. I wanted to ask her to joke around, to disturb her while she was studying. And. other things that always make my heart happy.

After he returned to my brother's house, I saw from the kitchen window, he was cooking something and serving it at the dinner table. He enjoyed the food he cooked. After he finished and headed to his room, before long I immediately peeked at him from the window of his room. I see, he was struggling with a textbook, listening to music and playing it with passion.

'So, he will sleep alone tonight in that house' I muttered while observing my brother's house.

After the time I turned 23:15 I went back to the window of his room, and I saw that he had fallen asleep. I went to the porch of my brother's house and I grabbed a ripe starfruit and I ate right away.

I sat under the star fruit tree and stared at the pitch-black sky without a hint of starlight. The sky is following my mood at the moment. Darkened. The fruit I ate had no taste at all. Tasteless.

Vacuous...

That's how I feel right now, it turns out that this emptiness of my soul makes me restless and uneasy. The cold night wind that blew on my face, so piercing. The wind began to blow hard, the leaves of the star fruit tree above me began to fly falling into the yard even to the streets.

Soon enough, the raindrops began to fall slowly, and gradually more and more. I am still faithfully sitting under this tree. The clothes I was wearing were soaked. I rubbed my face with water flowing from my hair and into my lips.

I walked back to my house, I grabbed the phone I had left on the porch table and I went in and locked the door, and hung the key next to the fridge.

I went into the bathroom to change clothes. Suddenly my body shivered with cold. I grabbed a thick shirt and got into the blanket.

I closed my warm eyes, and my breath was warm. The blanket was already thick, but the coldness was still faithfully piercing my bones.

My teeth clamor against each other top and bottom simple. I held down the blanket that wrapped my body to reduce this coldness. Maybe I have a fever.