Sad Boy With Tomboy Girl

two people in the past

Because I still love you until whenever it's going to stay that way, even if you already have one.

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" Are you still angry with me Dhir.!" he said that made Dhira stop and turn to look at him.

Sitting back with Dhira who looked at Dava with a cynical smile at what Dava said.

" Anged! about what." asked Dhira.

" It's about our past." Dava replied, staring at Dhira.

" We.!" by frowning her "Since when was there a word between us. You and I have nothing to do with you, other than the word of a friend who is ruined because of your own actions." he said again with an emphasis and a cold tone when the man in front of him brought up their past.

" What's wrong with me loving my own best friend." replied Dava.

" There's nothing wrong, it's just that I don't want to and you keep pushing, until you almost rape me if I don't hit you with your beer bottle" Dhira said, with a look back at Dava.

They had been friends since Dhira was ten years old and Dava was twelve years old. Be friendly because their homes were neighbors, Dava helps Dhira and Alex while they are being bullied by their friends in the park and since then they are friends even though Dava moves home they remain friendly and still meet often.

Stepping on the high school little girl that Dava helped get more beautiful until she started to feel like and fall in love with Dhira. Never reveal it but refuse because Dhira still wants to enjoy his solitude.

Maybe because of his love was rejected, Dava to a karaoke place with his friends, Dhira who was worried when he found out that Dava was drunk and wanted to take him home. Dava who drank too much to mumble himself and saw Dhira was unconsciously trying to harass him because his lust was so high. Luckily Dhira was able to fight back when he saw the beer bottle on the table he smashed into Dava's head and he he was able to escape with his torn sleeve.

" I was drunk and I didn't mean to harass you." sargah Dava, exhaling heavily when Dhira also understood that it wasn't Dava's fault entirely.

" Not so, when angry you are always drunk. Change it a little, at least for yourself so you don't hurt anyone else anymore" Dhira said.

" It's been addictive and it might be hard not to get used to drinking" Dava replied.

" It is up to the most important thing that I have reminded you" said Dhira and left Dava who was staring at her disappearance.

Staring at Dhira's departure with guilt and a little disappointed because Dhira still has not forgiven him, and smiling when Dhira has little attention with him and wants to talk even if only briefly.

Five years they did not communicate with each other and did not greet each other when they met. Dava could only look at him from afar when he saw Dhira and now it feels good that Dava is this close to him.

You haven't changed, you're still the same as the old Dhira when we were together. Attention but a little bit sniffy! muttered Dava in the heart.

Spend the rest of the beer cans in his hand and move from his seat to go back to base camp.

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Frowning when he found the car in front of his house until he stopped his motorbike right in front of the car.

Turn off the bike and take off his helmet before he is shocked to find the old woman who got out of his car.

Get off the bike and walk to get to him.

" What are you here for." asked Dhira coldly without greeting him first.

" Didn't you miss me." asked the old lady back with a smile, just a cynical smile that Dhira showed and no longing at all at this old lady.

" I miss who? on your Madam." cynical Dhira. " Unfortunately no one misses you, instead we are glad you are gone from our lives" he said again by looking down on the old woman who looks very fashionable glamorous and still sexsi.

" For a long time Mama never met you, why did you behave like this." furious the old woman, who turned out to be Mama Dhira.

Mama Dhira is looking to meet her children because long time no see the last time stepped on the simple house of Dhira when her husband has died and never returned to the house of Dhira.

" It's my behavior why Mrs Gina.!" answer Dhira.

" No manners."

" Even so I have no manners, because my mother never taught me to respect older people." briskly check up Dhira with a cynical look. "if you've no interest, no interest, you can leave here because this house is very dirty for you to step on." he said again by expelling his mother who was looking at him with a slightly angry and disappointed look.

Madam Gina who was kicked out by her son just exhaled her heavy breath and turned towards her car.

Mrs Gina who was already in the car immediately lowered the glass window as Dhira knocked on her car window.

" I'm just putting this back" Dhira said by putting the debit card that Dhira had on the car's dashboard. " You don't have to bother to send us money every month, Madam's money is so useless" he said again and retreated his steps, keeping his distance to look at Mama.

Lady Gina who got rejection and anger from her son could only look at her daughter with disappointment and also angry at the treatment of Dhira.

Indeed, every month Mrs Gina sends money to Dhira up to four years secretly, Dhira who knows it was never one percent take the money in the Atm card, he said, even Dhiral opened a new account for him to save himself and did not want his mother to know.

Walking his car and going from Dhira's house without saying goodbye, Dhira who settled the departure of his mother can only smile and eyes that began to remember because her strength was gone when her mother was gone.

He lowered his head to wipe away the tears and exhaled his heavy breath not to try to weep over the old woman who had abandoned her children.

" You are crying" said the man before her now, raising his head to look at the voice of the man who was no stranger to her.

" Revan's sister." said Dhira, and started walking towards Revan and hugging him tightly, immersing his face in Revan's chest and crying there.

Replying to Dhira's embrace, rubbing his back and kissing Dhira's head crest.

" hust, don't cry I'm here" Revan said.

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Sorry for the delay.