Romance In Makara Orange

Jealousy In The Past

Sin

It's been two days since Kosa met Vira. It was difficult even though the feeling of Kosa increasingly passionate to see the face of Vira every time.

On Monday, Vira attended college until the afternoon and Kosa had a meeting with Kimmy, Danu, and Mas Syahran regarding the preparation of field research in Bekasi and Karawang districts. Vira refused to wait until the meeting was over. Though Kosa also invited him to a meeting together but was rejected on the grounds of embarrassment because there was no interest.

Tuesday when Kosa's schedule was loose, Vira instead did not go to campus because her lecturer was having a conference abroad so her class was off.

Calling Vira is not a good idea. Kosa has called Vira many times, but she is rarely picked up. Vira has a habit of muting her ringtones and rarely replies to her messages. Replied only with short sentences.

Sometimes Kosa thinks it seems like her dating style with Vira is unlike anything she has ever done before. His girlfriend in High School sent him a message. Remind prayers, ask whether you have eaten or not, ask about school PR or ask again what game. Rossa who is a communication student is also as attentive as Winda even Siska who is a FKG student dominates all her daily schedules with events arranged unilaterally Siska.

Kosa took a breath. Seen by him the message for Vira is still two-stagged with gray. The message was sent two hours ago.

“Aaah, like being not dating alone,” Inner Kosa is doomed.

Tetiba remembers Kosa with Vira's social media. The opening of the application is dominated by blue and his finger slides open the account Kinan, Vira name in cyberspace. There is a profile photo with the appearance of a sharp-eyed tiger. He remembered the story of Vira who liked tigers, the forest traveler. The cover of Vira's profile is decorated with photos of snow-covered white mountains. This is the Aconcagua mountain in Argentina that became one of the goals of Vira.

He saw the traces of Vira's story that almost all contained about his journey to climb the mountain. Photos of mountains, forests, and campground atmosphere. There's nothing else. There are no photos of Vira himself or his fellow climbers intact. There are only photos of climbers taken from a distance so that the face is not clearly visible.

Kosa looked back at the message for Vira who had still not changed her color. Re-forwarded his thumb which rubbed slowly towards the top of the account medsos Vira. Until one when he captured a photo of two people laughing loosely in front of the tent. Vira with a pink headscarf, laughing with eyes that lead to a curly-haired man. It was written three years ago on Mount Argopuro with a description of a long journey that builds flavor.

There's a dislike in Kosa's heart for seeing this photo. From the entire track record of Vira's status he saw, only this photo shows Vira alone with a man. There is not even a photo of Vira with Mas Dody and Mas Une that he met last Saturday.

The question mark lingered in Kosa's mind about the photo of Vira and the nameless man. There is no trace in the account medsos Vira that leads to the account medsos man who he thinks is ordinary. Even the comments of Vira's friends do not mention and mark the man. A great curiosity came suddenly.

Was that guy Vira's boyfriend before her? Where are you at college or already working? Does Vira still like to meet him? Does the man know that Vira is already Kosa's girlfriend? Is Vira going to Annapurna with this guy? There were so many questions running through his mind.

Kosa took her breath. He looked back at the message to Vira and it still seemed to be unread. Prejudice comes to Kosa. It flashed in his mind that Vira was spending time with this man. It's probable. Ah, naw. Vira couldn't have done that to her. His chest was a little tight and his body temperature felt hot. Ah, this is what is called jealousy, the inner Kosa is inflamed.

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Viras

After my Monday with the density of lectures on campus, the next day Vira chose at home only. It just so happens that Bu Riani, her lecturer is having a conference abroad. Classes are dispensed and given the task of writing critical reviews about articles that have been given since last week.

This article on ethnic conflict resolution has been read twice by Vira but none of them remember it.

Vira looked at her face in the mirror located in the corner of her room. Just this time it seemed like Vira was seriously looking at her looks. She gritted herself tightly at the real shadow that was plastered before her eyes. Reassured that she is beautiful and sweet as Mama and Natha, her sister, often say. But it's not sure enough.

Vira put herself on the bed. There is little regret why he accepted Kosa which turned out to be one of the campus idols. If only ordinary man Kosa would be Vira need not feel inferior by comparing himself with the ex-Cosa.

He breathed long while closing his eyes. For a moment his eyes opened. Aaah, she needs some kind of spirit to continue today. He opened a video player site on his laptop and Vira tuned Pretty’s on the Inside from Chloe Adams. The lyrics of the song seemed to answer Vira's feelings today.

That pretty’s on the inside

See it in your own eyes

Look a little closet in the mirror tonne

That pretty’s on the inside

But I can’t tell my own mind

Maybe if I look a little harder I’ find

That pretty’s on the inside

Pretty’s on the inside

Pretty’s on the inside

Pretty’s on the inside

Cause mama she said to me

Don’t live in jealousy oooh

And mama she said to me

You’ll see it eventually