Puberty: Deketin The Jutek

22. I Don't Hate Him

You know what hurts the most from something that pleases the heart, like it has been made comfortable until the deepest affection arises, the point of which is focused on a togetherness. Know it?

As with every unexpected encounter, a pleasant togetherness, to the many things that are the same between you and him, or them. Everything has gone smoothly and fine since the first meeting, like the fate of the universe that brought you to him. It was like .. You were so grateful to be reunited with her, that in the end you were made comfortable, you fell in love, and you started to love her. But apparently, you guys won't be together much longer.

Yes, that's what this story will mean. The painful thing about the first opening sentence refers to this. The painful thing is separation; the excuse will go; plead; even be forcibly snatched away by the Almighty. Painful right?

Every time faced with her brother, Fanya had never felt this awkward. The reason was easy, because Kamaliel never said serious things plainly, surely the man would express it with a joke or even upset his sister first.

However, Fanya thought that Kamaliel said when that day, there was no way that it was a seriousness, right?

After returning home from the party, she ventured to talk to her brother.

Fanya died a flea as her brother stared straight without even turning away from her. Now that the two were facing each other, Kamaliel sat in his study chair, while Fanya sat on the edge of the bed belonging to the man who had the shape of a cat's eye.

Kamaliel. “Indeed why is it so that Kama's speech when the day about his neighbor's son is a reality?”

Secretly this woman condemned the purpose of her purpose here. “Mastiin aja,” reply origin.

Eyes squinting. “Emang really. His sister Fasya told Kama that she likes you. Wh why? Want to take her back?”

“N–Ngak!” Then he stood up. There was a strange rumble inside him when Kamaliel uttered such a sentence, such as feeling offended and or feeling guilty.

“She's been weird lately. Why did he come back after three years of trying? Ngerepotin tau!”

The corner of his mouth was tilted. Staring witfully at his little sister who was very misbehaved. “Bener, why did he have to go back again after making a spoiled Aya turn drastically into an independent Aya, haha.”

“Nevent need to use also dong!” This girl sounded furious with a blushing face blushing.

Kamaliel was curious about one thing. “Why suddenly ask that? If you're kama joking, yes, think of it as a joke.” A sigh came out of his mouth while grinning a joke.

“She's no more fighting or something bothering you?”

The frown on his forehead seemed deep indicating that he did not understand very well what his elder brother had just said.

“Udah is clear with the return of him that bothers Aya so much, Kang. Feels haunted by someone who has died so it feels.”

Kamaliel hissed loudly as her graceful little sister said such frontal things to liken her own childhood friend.

Kamaliel chuckles cynically. “Aya, Kama is very regretful for your decision to hate people who left you without any news. When you hate him, then there is only a disease that will nest in your heart and mind,” he said.

Fanya shakes. “Yes don't hate him at all. Is it wrong that Aya is disappointed? Okay, maybe Aya hates him because of the things Kakang mentioned just now, but really not. Aya justan ..” Eyes glazed. His voice choked so he held back his words. What's wrong with Aya trying to keep up with him?

“What germs?” hatchlings.

“You will not understand!” Fanya immediately left her eldest brother's room with a conversation that ended uncertainly, not completely finished because this girl felt cornered.

However, his eyes captured a portrait that was displayed on one of the walls of his brother's room.

“Kama, this ...” He turned towards Kamaliel while pointing towards that wall.

His mind was full of questions like; how could it still exist?

Where did Kamaliel get that polaroid?

Is it possible that he found another object from the box that he had thrown away?

He flinkered for a moment while thinking about what sentence he was going to throw out as a defense.

“Oh, the,” he said nervously. “Why? Can't you, yeah, Kama put up there for a memento?”

Fanya lowered the tension that was on her face. “Where is polaroid dapetin from? What is from the box?”

Suddenly he nodded. “The box is in the warehouse, at that time Kama again look for items that Mama stored there.”

Fanya flinching for a moment. “The box still exists?”

Kamaliel scratched his head. “Search aja in warehouse.”

The truth was in her closet, but Kamaliel wanted to know what her sister was looking for. He'll buy time until his brother gets what he's looking for.

“You looking for what?”

As soon as Fanya left, Kamaliel rushed to her wardrobe, which contained a box of brown goods decorated with hemp rope. He immediately crouched down to check the remaining items inside.

There was nothing special about it other than a stock of photo paper, a polaroid camera, and a small box decorated with a pretty white ribbon on top. His hands stretched out to grab the small box.

Fanya was leaning against the door of her room with a face that was already muddled. Didn't find the item she was looking for after assuming that her property had been burned for a long time after she decided to throw it away.

“Is it possible that the flash I did not enter the box, huh? Keep me simple where is that thing?”

After completing the courage to find his memory object neatly displayed on the wall of the room of the brother.

Having dispelled the fearful thought of an invisible being, with the courage he had for being hasty at that time, so that makes it into a dark room and filled with obsolete items and supplies of home goods covered with white cloth which gives its own impression.

Not wanting to bother anymore, Fanya immediately approached her soft bed. It's late at night anyway. Boldly he approached his brother who was on the move the night made him completely run out of positive energy in his head.

Although he had laid down his body comfortably, but his mind was not anchored at all. His mind sailed to wherever he didn't want to think. Even the regrets that had passed through his mind. Unknowingly early morning monologue is also underway.

Fanya sighed while looking at the sky of her room which seemed a shadow of the funnel of the sleeping lights she kept beside her bed.

“I kept Shimizu Anya's dialogue, "In the recesses of my heart, somewhere, I hate her for leaving me."

"Sial ... Why should I be sick here?” His clenched hand was lashing the surface of his chest that was starting to claustrophobic and felt crimped strongly by something.

Shimizu Anya is a fictional character in network comics published in a reading app. The fictional character Shimizu Anya is in the title of a sports-themed comic featuring a tennis player and his complicated romance. For Fanya, Anya's suffering with her was not the least bit different. Even so, Fanya agreed with a sad sentence from Anya.

Fanya changed her position to tilt to the right.

“For example, I can't really hate him because ..”.

In him, in his head, he tried to remember all the contents of the file contained in the data transfer object. He could still remember, but there was one thing he missed from all the files he had opened.

“What is the contents of the last file? Shit, why does that flash have to go into that box anyway?”

Wrong itself why desperate to throw things full of memories without a consideration and prioritizing emotional?

His memory sailed further and further until he met a beam of memories ago. Where he found the comfort he had always gotten from them.

Unknowingly, Fanya yearns for their memories and wishes for the happiness of those she still holds dear, despite her slight desire for these people to forget her alone.

Although Fanya misses, even though Fanya cries remembering the good memories with her. Even so, Fanya still hopes that if they forget it and act as if everything never happened once, even the beautiful memories they had carved together.

Fanya already hates people who have abandoned her, even though she already gives more feelings than usual.

Usually he loves this person because there is reciprocity as treated, while at that time he began to love him all his heart.

But unfortunately a thousand dear, he left Fanya, so that makes the spoiled woman make it an excuse to hurt her. Fanya assumes if this guy's departure is to hurt her.

His eyes were closed, but something broke out from behind the drooping eyelids closing it, and the moving lips were letting out word for word coming from the bottom of his heart. “If only he could describe what I felt at that time .. if only ...”

When you hurt someone, do you think about their feelings?

When you said her name, did you really think of her?

When you say, you love him forever, is that not a lie?

When you pull his hand, can you feel the loud thump he is going through?

When you hugged her, did you feel her soul?

When you get together and talk about the future in his backyard, is it just a fantasy?

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