Short Story (Cerpen)
cepen love triangle
I Love You, You Love Him
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I love you without limits, accepting and acknowledging your flaws is my duty. I love you for who you are, without asking you to be as perfect as God. I know and I realize that no god is perfect, because perfection belongs to God. For me, perfect has its own meaning, like my life is perfect with you.
This longing without me asking to start haunting my life again, I miss that cute guy so much, his name is always lined up like a fishing boat coming out of the end of the ocean that is getting bigger and bigger. He's not my girlfriend, but I admire him so much. He's not my best friend, either, because I don't want my presence in his heart to be the same as his friends.
Night kept his promise, thick and silent again wrapped nature, slowly I began to close my eyes, suddenly my phone sounded a message sign in, the name of azam asyraf khairul listed on my mobile phone screen, with a happy heart I slowly started reading the text.
From: azam
'sad what else?'
25/11/12 22:45
just wanted to text, uh he texted first, my mind.
To: azam
'again sleep, if you love?'.
25/11/12 22:46
From: azam
'Again the game, dizziness a lot of tasks'
25/11/12 22:47
To: azam
'Don't play the game continue, lakain useful things cake'
25/11/12 22:47
From: azam
'Nana CMS?'
25/11/12 22:48
To: azam
'if my sms are useful, text me every second :D'
25/11/12 22:50
From: azam
'insyaallah darling'
25/11/12 22:51
Me and Azam communicate long enough.I listen to the story, and vice versa.
From: azam
'honey, someone's snooping on me. Her name is aulia izzatunnisa, but I'm so sick of it'
25/11/12 22:26
To: azam
'Don't be diced, 'take him.'
25/11/12 22:27
That night went by so fast. But not with my race for him. This feeling is getting more and more raw in the recesses of my heart, scaring me to lose her. Even if he's not mine.
The moon has been replaced by the sun, and the dark has turned to light. I began to rise from my sleep, even though it felt so hard to get out of my soft bed. I opened the window of my room and began to glance at the sun that was smiling shyly at me, the longer the brighter his smile seemed. The birds began to come out and dance on the expanse of the ocean that stretched out.it was so beautiful, so tempting every eye that saw. Not to miss almost every second of my pulse is irrigated by the name of asyraf khairul azam.
After taking a shower and ready to go to school, I saw my phone that was in my bed. Two missed calls. I open and the name of the azam ashraf khairul listed on the mobile phone screen. I can only smile when I see and read it. There was nothing I could do, other than disappointment at my ignorance when assyraf khairul azam called.
I began to pass on my favorite matic motorbike casually.until at school as usual I do my routine as a student, yes certainly studied well.but today is different, today is different, only the first and second lessons were teaching and learning activities, the rest I was able to relax because the teachers were holding meetings. I ventured to start my conversation with the man I so idolized, the man who never escaped my attention even through a simple greeting from my beloved phone.
To: azam
'sad, not busy?'
26/11/12 11:10
From: azam
'baby, I'm busy. Let me text ya baby'
26/11/12 11:14
To: azam
'yes it's okay baby, study hard ya'
26/11/12 11:15
It did not feel like 3 months passed quickly, but there was something strange about the cute guy. He disappeared as if swallowed by the earth and was very difficult to contact. Huh, I was so worried about her situation. I stared at my phone screen doubtfully. 'hopefully this time he replied to my sms.' My inner.
To: azam
'now you're busy, baby'
06/03/13 21:10
With doubt I finally sent the text of the message.
From: azam
'yes, I am busy. My boyfriend also I don't give you more attention'
06/03/13 21:11
To: azam
'you're dating? Same who? Pj dong's'
06/03/13 21:12
From: azam
'aulia izzatunnisa'
06/03/13 21:13
That's all I can say, my tongue is stiff. Let this pain I soak myself, no one needs to know because this is the best option for now. I feel like I lost the old azam. Azam was very cold towards women, but after getting to know the woman, he changed drastically. why would he have to come into my life if he was finally going to leave as well? it is better than the beginning not to be present.
The world stopped, millions of arrows stuck in my heart, and I couldn't breathe, my feathers were goosebumps, my eyes began to glaze over and I was increasingly unable to bear the drops of tears that flowed down my cheeks. I love Azam so much, he has been a part of my breath for the last few years. I can't forget someone who has filled my days.
sorry if the update is late because I have a lot of tasks so late to make this novel
but I try to in the future I will make the novel better and faster to update
sweet greeting
fidelria( ⁇ )
