Oh My Love's

Trying to make friends

After feeling enough to have fun with Tristan who left a small impression, I say goodbye to go home. Surely I received Tristan's kind offer to drive me by his car to the apartment.

Finally, I reached the apartment unit where Sasha was sitting on the sofa. So many textbooks, even laptops on the table. His hands were very busy dancing pen to paper. His eyes glanced at me for a moment, then refocused on his work as if he didn't care about me.

Because I wanted to know what he was doing and we were in the same class, and I asked him, "What are you doing?"

"It's an old test paper" he replied briefly without looking at me.

"Ah, apparently is studying for the Olympics later." I immediately walked to my room.

"Not."

I pegged as I held the doorknob to listen to Sasha's unfinished continuation.

"Next week there will be a try out. That's why we learn."

My head nodded in understanding, then immediately entered the room to tidy up the luggage on my hands.

An afternoon routine with a shower and a change of clothes I did. After that, both bags containing chocolate from Tristan I put in the refrigerator in the kitchen. One by one I put chocolate bars in the dozens into the freezer so that the texture is not damaged. However, I was surprised to enter one of the largest chocolate bars I thought was chocolate, but apparently a cell phone box! To my surprise, I opened up the contents of which is where a new production phone and contains a small sheet that says 'In it there is already my number, love -Tristan'.

Oh, my God, there's just Tristan's behavior. If I were to reverse this, he might be heartbroken as if his gift was not appreciated. I smiled faintly and placed it on the dining table, then reassembled the rest of the chocolate bars. There was one chocolate left, and I immediately approached Sasha to give it to her.

"No, thank you," Sasha refused as I handed her this Belgian chocolate. "You're not learning?"

"What do you care?" my reply in turning back his words earlier this afternoon was that I was upset about refusing chocolate from me.

"Aren't you supposed to thank me for caring about your negligence in studying?" He asked back cynically.

"And shouldn't you also thank me for caring about you by giving me this chocolate?" I replied with the same words.

We glanced at each other sharply for a moment. Then, unexpectedly the chocolate in my hand was taken violently by Sasha.

"Just because of this chocolate, you refuse to study?" The chocolate was opened by him, then bitten by a small piece with an unpleasant face. "Where is this chocolate from?"

Sasha's reaction was like confusion in chewing the snack and she ate it again. It was certain that the chocolate taste was so delicious and there was no remorse for him in accepting my gift.

"Of course it was Tristan's gift. He knows how to choose something delicious for me," I replied, and made Sasha's face even more sour. "alright. Continue to learn."

"Where do you want to go?"

My feet stopped to step when the question was thrown again. Today is my schedule for cooking dinner, and shouldn't she know that?

"Cooking dinner, what else?" I poked my shoulder for a moment and Sasha frowned.

"That can be done later. Don't waste your study time on household chores," she replied as she handed me a book about the exercises. "Take it."

Actually, I always spend the night before bed to study and repeat material from school. During the day, it is common for me to carry out home management activities such as cleaning, cooking or tidying up furniture. Independent attitude has been embedded due to my life that is not enough with the previous grandmother. So, there's nothing for me to lose in my time studying homework.

Because I wanted to appreciate Sahsa's good attitude, I replied, "Alright, thank you. I'll study in the room."

"The key to the answer is on me" Sasha said, glancing at the book.

"Oh so. Give me the key book of that answer."

"I'm still wearing it."

My reaction must have been so silly after hearing Sasha's puzzling remark.

"You told me to study, but it seemed to prevent me from learning as well. Whatchu mean?" My one empty hand became ruffled by the waist while protesting against this indifferent man's attitude.

He sighed for a moment before saying, "Go ahead. I'm going to ask you to study together. One of the questions made me confused in answering the explanation. Whereas I know if you're preoccupied with theories."

His hand took off the exercise book and I accepted it with my mouth silent. There was a marker sticker that popped out and made me want to know the contents. When I found one question that was considered confused by Sasha because there were so many scribbles of numbers that he did not know, I immediately sat next to him while taking a pen.

"If you need something ...," I said while taking a school textbook to find a chapter of material according to the matter. "Tell me plainly. I can't understand your code."

Finally I doodled the many formulas, brief explanations, basic theories in solving problems alternatively so that Sasha understood without asking a single question. This is physics, my favorite.

"We're friends, aren't we?" ask me for the next time after making him thank me for my help.

"That's the form of asking for my favor after helping me?" Sasha answered by throwing back the question.

I began to look at the ceiling and say, "To be honest, I feel bad if we are close together, but communicate like strangers. I know each other's distance better, but wouldn't it be nice if we were friends like partners?"

Sasha was silent as if she was digesting my words.

"If you don't want to, it doesn't matter" I replied as I got up from the sofa.

"No, I want to."

Sasha's reply surprised me. Just this time he agreed to my words by replying directly. Usually, he just nodded or was silent and immediately carried out without saying much.

"Yes, I know .. It looks like you want to make me a friend to learn to keep pursuing school grades." My hand shook slowly in expressing this word. "You're so ambitious. Even so, I have no problem supporting you."

Sasha leaned on the back of the sofa and folded both hands in front of the chest. "Am I being sneaky to you?"

My lips put on a slanted smile. "A guess I didn't think of at all in my brain. Don't think negatively, I don't want to be so bad at you."

"That's what it looks like." His head nodded slowly. "I thought you always cursed me in your mind for not feeling at home in this life together."

I almost laughed after hearing a long speech from him regarding the impression that had been buried in his mind.

"Well, I want to go to the kitchen to cook dinner. You just continue learning to try out. I can do that at night" I said before walking away.

"Wait, I'll help you make dinner." Sasha immediately got up and followed me into the kitchen before I could turn her down.

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