See You Tonight

Chapter 33: Complaints

"Hallo?" I said over the phone.

"Hallo Lang," replied Sofia.

"Yes, what's the matter with Sof over the phone these nights?" my many.

"I want to ask you tomorrow Sunday you have a no-show? If you don't, I want you to come to the birthday party" Sofia replied.

"Eh Sunday is your birthday tomorrow?"

"No, I'm not hehe."

"Who is Sof's birthday?"

"Ituloh Brother Jonathan, you're in Soccer extracurricular right? You know, brother Jonathan? He's the captain of our school's football team."

I was silent for a moment to hear what Sofia said just now. Could it be that he meant that Jo's brother I saw in the cafeteria? In other words, the man who was with him at that time? My chest feels tight and sore. Like there were hundreds of thorns piercing my heart.

"Lang's? Why just shut up? You can, right?" ask Sofia again.

"Sorry Sof, I have an event at my sister's school. I promised my sister I'd come and watch it" I replied slowly.

"That's it, too bad. I'm not papa Lang. I'll hang up on the phone, good night."

"Night" I replied softly. Sofia then hung up the phone. The pain that had faded, now it was like coming back stronger. Could Sofia and Brother Jonathan have a special relationship? I don't know. All I know is that Sofia's voice sounded very happy when talking about Jonathan's brother.

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Friday 5th August after school.

"Ben, San, tomorrow Sunday you have no show? If no one wants to come to an art show at his school, my sister doesn't?" I asked Ruben and Ahsan.

"Oh sori Lang, we have a promise with Sofia" replied Ruben.

"Yes Lang you're a bit late talking haha," Ahsan replied.

"Oh that's it. Yaudah gapapa" I said.

"What do you want Sofia Lang to invite?" ask Ahsan.

"Invited anyway, but I promised my sister first to come watch the art scene at school" I replied again.

After that, we went home to each other. For some reason, the trip home this time felt very lonely. I kept thinking about Sofia and Brother Jonathan.

I walked slowly with a restless feeling. If it's true that the two of them are dating, don't know what to do next. And what confused me even more was why did I feel so uneasy when I thought about the two of them? Could it be that I really love Sofia? Is this what people call 'love'? I don't know. It's just, it feels like I've only felt something like this for the first time, so I don't really understand whether or not I actually feel this love.

"Kling," the bell rang as I opened the door. As usual, the old glazed grandmother who was still loyal to guard this place. He seemed to be reading a rather thick book. Not to miss the cup of tea on his desk that he always seemed to fill when it was up.

I went around from one shelf to another. Actually, I still don't know what book I'm going to buy. I just stopped by this bookstore.

As I walked around, I got an idea of what books I should buy. Since I've entered the Soccer extracurricular, I also have to know the details of the game. For that I thought about buying a book on the basics of playing Football.

There are plenty of choices about this book. I had no trouble choosing which book to choose. After getting the book I wanted I immediately took the book to the shopkeeper's old grandmother to pay.

I put the book I picked up on his desk. The old grandmother then took it slowly but strongly. He then scanned the barcode in the book.

"72,000" he said, wrapping the book in a plastic bag.

I then gave him a 100 thousand decommissioner. He took the change slowly and thoroughly. He gave me the book I had bought along with the change.

"Thank you" he said with a sincere smile. I just returned her smile as well with an equally genuine smile.

Then I continued my journey home. Maybe later Hana will be quite disappointed because my friends no one can come. They made an appointment to come to Jonathan's birthday. At least I've invited them.

I see a clear sky. White clouds seemed to be flying in the blue sea of the sky. I wonder if the sky can hear the complaints of humans huh? I don't know.

I then accelerated my steps. At a crossroads, I accidentally saw Cindy walking while bowing her head. He looks very sad. Even though he didn't tell me, the look in his eyes told me everything. I remember back on Monday when I saw her crying alone in the park.

His gaze was empty, as if he was walking aimlessly. I really wanted to ask him and if I could I wanted to help him, but I was afraid that later I would be considered a person who likes to interfere in people's affairs.

I paused for a moment while watching him from afar. I finally decided to follow him from behind. I am afraid of unwanted things happening.

From the direction of the road he went, it seemed like I already knew where he was going. He will walk to the park.

Sure enough, before long he arrived at the park. He then went straight to a fairly large tree and sat down under the tree.

The atmosphere in the park is currently quite crowded. Many children are playing with their friends in the park. They play sand, seesaws, swings, slides, and still others.

Cindy looked at the children who were playing seriously. It was as if he was reminiscing about his childhood when he was playing like they are today.

Sometimes he looked down, sometimes he looked up at the sky. But the look in his eyes was always the same, reflecting a deep sadness.

I started to sit in a corner of the park that was quite far from Cindy. Apparently, he still doesn't know that I'm following him. If he gets caught, maybe he'll think of me as a freak or a stalker or something.

The sound of the wind this afternoon was more noisy than usual. There are many complaints brought by these winds. They seem to be carrying complaints from every resident in this city.

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