My Love is Wrong

My Love is Wrong
Pipin disappointed



Pippins


I tidied up Pram's messy room. Not too messy, because Pram people do not like if the room is not neat.


I made the bed first, there were some books near the pillow. I accidentally found some photos of Pram and his friends.


I looked at the pictures one by one. From some of the photos, most of the photos of a curly-haired woman who again laughed while pedaling an old bicycle. "Who is this woman in the picture?" my thinking. There is an unpleasant feeling in my heart. Disappointed, and all sorts of questions in my head.


I intend to ask who the woman is to Pram. I only doubt and fear, lest it be a special person for Pram. I'm afraid I'm disappointed, because I really love Pram, I'm afraid of losing Pram.


Meanwhile, Pram, since the first time he knew until now has never stated anything. His attitude was normal, but it made me feel comfortable around him.


Since the beginning of Pram entered college at this campus, Pram has been the center of my attention. I'm Pram's senior brother who cornered students and freshmen at that time. Since the beginning of meeting, I've been in love with Pram. The tall, thin man was tall, fair-skinned, turning eyes, pointed nose and red lips probably because Pram did not smoke.


I continued to tidy up Pram's room, I took my mind off the woman's photo. I put the books in my desk bag, and the pictures I put on top of the books.


As I was about to take a broom, Pram suddenly rushed in and hit me. I was shocked and unprepared to be my body shaken for a moment and almost fell down. But Pram swiftly supported my body, I did not fall. Pram's face and mine are very close and I look at each other with Pram. There were gentle and beautiful vibes that suddenly came into my heart. My whole body is shaking.


But Pram immediately released his hand on my shoulder. Then Pram went straight to Mamdi's room.


I try to control my heart and mind that is beating.


I went straight out of the room to the terrace. I continued to tidy up Pram's clothes. "Pram.didn't you feel the same feeling as I do, ' my inner self. I let out a breath.


It wasn't long before Pram came out, and was sitting next to me.


Pram just sat quietly next to me.


Before long I ventured to ask how Pram really felt about me, if I meant anything to him.


Pram answered my question but I was not satisfied with the answer. I was disappointed with Pram's reply.


Actually I have a boyfriend. Armando and I have been in a relationship for almost a year. But since meeting Pram, I suddenly have no feelings for Armando anymore. Moreover, many of Armando's attitudes that I do not like, he likes to be rude and arbitrary to me. I'm getting away from Armando.


I thought, "Is it because I still have a relationship with Armando that makes Pram answer like that?" I was playing with my own mind.


My desire to ask about the photo of the girl who was pedaling the bike was not done. I'm afraid of disappointment.


Finally I chose to go home, and follow Pram's desire to live as it was. "Well here, I've always been close to Pram. Let time answer it," I thought.