Oh My Love's

Sasha's Kindness

Is what Hana and I did wrong? We are both rejected by someone who has always been with us for a long time to get carried away. He and I have the same fate, but do I deserve to be angry because he made me the object of imposition of feelings for Sasha?

This situation is really fucked up.

During the journey home from the festival, my head lowered continuously. Even though it's sunny this afternoon, but not with me. Time was slow and my pace was so long to get to the bus stop.

Entering the bus was quite crowded and there was no more seating. I had to stand up while holding the special handle of the passengers standing. Suddenly, a hand held my crown. When I looked up, I found Sasha next to me. Since my mood is not good, then I don't care what he does.

Get us on the next stop. We both went a distance apart to the apartment. After being in front of the unit door, I stopped stepping and let Sasha open the lock.

"You rejected Hana?" tanyaku.

"And you were rejected Kaivan?" he answered back asking questions that made me feel ashamed again.

How did he know about it? I regretted throwing that question. Apparently, holding back emotions is quite difficult.

The two of us entered the apartment one by one, and I immediately crept into my private room. Without changing clothes first, I buried my face on the pillow until I cried. In my mind how at school, Hana seemed to be declaring her hatred for me.

I didn't speak a word to him. However, when the festival was about to end, he turned my costume over with a slight throw. At first, his face was not willing to look at me and that was enough to make me sad for it.

"You ... is it satisfied to see me rejected by Sasha?" hana asked that made me not believe what she had said when we passed her on the balcony of the school earlier. "I should've sensed that Sasha liked you from the beginning."

"What are you saying this ..."

"Shut up," as it turns out.

I'm silenced.

In the middle of the class crowd, Hana was grieving a little in bringing my costume and I was as strong as possible not to care about it.

"Tristan and the head of OSIS. I'm sure they both really like you, even shot you." He flipped over the body and continued, "And they must have been rejected, just like I was rejected by Sasha. Isn't the similarity between you and Sasha really suspicious?"

After saying the sentence that broke my heart, he just stepped away. I wonder, is here the point of trouble is me?

After being satisfied to cry because my tears did not flow anymore, I changed clothes from Sasha's maid costume. While hiccuping, I cleaned myself with a bath to refresh myself. I also took the time to text Tritan with the question, "Are these funny costumes that Hana has been wearing I'll return to you?"

TLING'S!

Tristan replied to my message almost instantly.

Inbox || Tristan Alexander: That's for you.

So, what is the festival tomorrow, I have to wear this costume?

I came out of the room with Sasha's costume folded. My hand knocked on the door of the next room and waited to open.

DAR!

The sound of lightning striking hard that made me suddenly close my ears and crouch due to fear. In the moment of tiredness my mind with various trivial problems, it appears scary things that make me vibrate. Sounds exaggerated, but this is the fact.

The door in front of me opened and I saw a surprised Sasha looking at me. Without further ado, he immediately stepped as fast as he could to the balcony where the door was still open and closed with the curtains. It was only fitting that the sound of lightning that was accompanied by heavy rain stubs sounded so loud.

"Wake up." Sasha helped me stand up. The costume in my hand was handed over to her as she trembled. While he held my yam. "The driver will not be heard again."

Apparently, while on the bus earlier, he was calming me down this way. I guess, he thinks of me like a kid who needs pat-pat.

In an instant, the room darkened and the sound of a light switch that Sasha was definitely trying to turn on did not want to work. Must have been a power outage in all the apartment rooms due to the lightning earlier.

Gawat, I'm afraid it's going to get dark.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Sasha took my hand and I agreed. "I have no candles or flashlights."

"I am too."

"I have an incandescent lamp, but it permanently sticks to the study table" he continued after exhaling lightly. "You're in my room?"

Isn't it dangerous if a girl and a boy are alone in the room? This is something to be avoided!

"no need. I can rest myself in my own room" I replied, then let go of Sasha's grasp and tried to walk away.

Like closing your eyes, and the items around you that can be a touch tool are suddenly unachievable.

However, I stumbled and fell. Sadha helped me get up and snorted in annoyance. "You can't sleep in darkness and fear like this. We haven't had dinner either. Come in, I have some bread and water."

"Alright," I replied with great force.

In the room would be far terrible. I could have imagined horror under the bed, or my cute stuff like dolls would have been imagined to be little ghosts.

After entering Sasha's room, I was guided to sit on her bed. The incandescent light was turned on and the glare was much better despite the dim light. A small refrigerator in the corner of the room opened, and Sasha took two packs of bread at once two bottles of mineral water.

The room is better than me. I didn't even have a private refrigerator, nor a large carpet and study table in the middle of the room.

"Take it." A packet of strawberry jam sandwich was handed over by Sasha for me. "I'll go outside to ask the lobby staff about the blackout."

I immediately pulled his hand to prevent him from leaving. "Wait here first, let me calm down."

Sasha nodded and picked up a book, then read it by sitting under the bed near me.

"It's not good to read in the dark like this." I rebuked him after swallowing a small bite of bread.

"But I have to."

"Why indeed?"

Sasha turned the page of the book. "You do not understand the mind of men, so be silent."

His tone became taut. Is my word wrong? His eyes could contract minus if he forced himself to read like that. What does this have to do with the way men think about women?

Ah yes, I forgot about the phone that can be used as a flashlight. But it was in my room.

It felt a little sleepy when I spent myself to drain the tears. Hot and tired, my eyelids flickered many times after finishing the bread and sipped a little mineral water.

This bed feels comfortable and more cushioned than mine. Not strong enough to resist temptation, I immediately lay down and pulled the edge of the blanket for me to make me like a sushi roll. Without fans, the cool air is present and makes me more comfortable to remove consciousness.

Half asleep, I could hear heavy breathing approaching.

"This girl, really can't be vigilant."

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