Pursuing the Cold Love

The First Olympic Games Alya

The first Olympics Alya. Exactly one week from the most recent Olympic date. Alya is very optimistic that he will be part of the winner's trophy, because this time he is so eager to learn to be able to claim his right, which is to take pictures with Dimas the idol of the heart. He knew too quickly to make a confession that he liked Dimas, but Alya had no doubt his feelings for Dimas were indeed this way.

"Dim, if I get an Olympic champion I will be appreciated, right? In appreciation of you."

Alya and Dimas were already in the auditorium of a college holding a race to listen to the winners' announcements. Alya had to take pains to secure a place to sit next to Dimas, he also had to accept the swearing and annoyance of Liza who felt her place was taken by Alya. Dimas is good at choosing a place in the corner, whose intention is so that the place next to him can be filled by students from other schools. But it is unfortunate because Alya seems smarter to use the gap.

Dimas was silent, pretending to be deaf. In fact, since earlier after the speech was thrown by Alya, he continued to call Dimas to get a response.

Alya surrender. Just sitting next to him is enough, he thought. If forced to get a response Dimas, he may have been hunted old first.

Long wait, came the announcement of the winner of this Olympics.

Alya was so excited when the name Dimas was called the winner, of course the champion one in the field of physics Olympic race. No less excited too, when his friend who also likes Dimas it—Risma was called the champion of the two fields of biology Olympic competition.

Then, he became moody. His optimism is slowly disappearing. When all the names of the children of the Olympic club were called, they were never called. From the eyes of the Olympic competition that was contested, there is a category of saints (science technology) that includes; Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology. Then there is the category of soshum (social humanities);

Sociology, Geography, and Economics. However, there are also those that cover these two areas, the Indonesian and English language Olympics.

Liza appears smiling as she is announced as the three-race Olympic champion of chemistry. Then intend to lower Alya's confidence, that no need to wait for his name to be called, just go home there!

Alya is not very confident in the field of Saintek or soshum. He took a race that he was very confident in doing. Every time he was tested at school, he never got a red score. English Language. Yes, English. The branch of the race that was only followed by Alya as a participant from his school's Olympic club. The last race was also announced as the winner. Until Alya wondered, was there any hope of waiting until the end? Or just go home because you already know the results, bad results of course, such as Liza's taunts.

The mention of champions starts from the lowest to the first champion. It has been announced the championship in the English race, but already until the third champion, there is no hope to continue standing there, he said, because the announcement of the next winner is definitely not the name Alya will be called.

It's moving fast. His heart riled, along with the crowd he left behind. He doesn't care, there's no hope of being the winner. Second place, let alone champion one.

He went home without saying goodbye to the Olympic troupe. Don't know where Dimas' parents are going, or where?

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"Alyas? Oh my, baby..., you're here already, huh?"

"Hehe..," Alya's bland laughter.

He approached his father, then took his hand for salim.

Then, Alya immediately shed her tears in Rian's embrace. Crying until she screams there.

Rian said nothing. He chose to wait for Alya to tell him first instead of having to ask why Alya was here right now with this situation.

While gently rubbing Alya's back to make her calmer, Rian occasionally kissed Alya's head and gave a soothing speech. "Cup cup cup..., Alya father's daughter.., cup cup cup cup cup.., I love you very much, Yak," he said.

"Dad kangen very much with you, Yak. Although video calls every day, but it feels like to meet directly and hug you like gini. Or just feel the hand of father in salim same you, I miss that moment. How are you, Yak?" Rian continued his tranquilizing sentence for Alya.

Alya escape from the place of the announcement of the winner was apparently not kidding. When he found out that his father had stopped here this morning for work, he immediately headed to the hotel where Rian was staying. Waiting for his father to arrive from the lobby. And when he found Alya there, Rian was surprised not to play, and there was also a sense of happiness because he missed his only child.

Rian's the only place Alya comes home. The place he could complain about what happened to him today, because it was really Alya's house was Rian.

After feeling better enough, Rian took Alya to a cafe near the hotel to continue chatting.

"Dad don't want Alya why?"

When they finished eating, Alya finally opened her voice. After Rian had to try to guess what food Alya would eat, of course.

"Dad be ready to hear your story if you really want to tell Dad. So, since you asked about it, you're ready to make a story? Hm? What's the matter, honey...?" ask the father gently and a soothing look.

Alya joined the Olympics, about that he had not told Rian. Because he felt very eager to bring out his tits, he also told everything. With expressive and passionate tone of speech due to anger. The look in his eyes also reflected disappointment at everything. Be it him, the circumstances, or the people around earlier. He told me that he really felt alone, nobody he knew. Eventually he decided to come to see his father.

Tears no longer have to be shed, because Alya had spilled everything when hugging Rian earlier.

Rian did not respond to anything. He was a good listener for Alya. He understood very well that his son needed to be listened only so that his burden was lost. Not asking for any advice or motivation that might make Alya's mood more messy.

"Salty, Dad! Thankfully, God is very good. On a bad day, there is a good side. Father coincidentally again served here," said Alya closed the conversation. Then, he took a sip of his drink to just wet his dry throat after telling a passionate story earlier.

Right, now Alya's burden instantly disappeared after revealing all. Rian smiled and responded by scrambling with the wrath of Alya's head wrapped in hijab. Making Alya's smile instantly expands because the affection of the Father to her is so felt.

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