
When you fall in love, everything is blurred. You don't’an can see what others see. But time will wake you up. That, if the person you love only gives hurt, let go. He's not for you.
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That morning, Saras texted Dimy, his girlfriend. Ask if the guy will pick her up to go to school together. You see, yesterday, the guy was angry because Saras left first and did not wait for his arrival. So, to avoid the conflict that always happens, Saras relented and paid more attention to small things that can trigger a fight. But after waiting for half an hour Dimy did not answer the text, Saras tried to call. Ringtones in, but not lifted. Dimy where?
For fear of being late to school, Saras finally set out on his own by riding the bajaj. In his heart he prayed, may today be a quiet day for him.
"Well, why didn't you text me from the beginning?" grouse Dimy. When I got to school, Saras was almost late. Mang Diman, the school guard, was about to lock the gate. Thankfully the man was a kind man and was willing to wait for Saras who ran after him. And at that time, how upset Saras heart saw Dimy was busy joking with his friends. It seems they just finished playing basketball on the school field. It's worth that the text is not answered. It must be in the bag.
"Well, I'm waiting for you, Elo" said Saras grumbling.
"Where do I know. Yes, you can go without me."
"Yes, but after that you get angry, right? So I guess today..."
"Reloveaaahh ... Don't think dong. Just for sure!" the Dimy Begap is fast.
Saras. He sighed and preferred to give up in order to avoid conflict rather than fuss. It feels so shameful when others hear their quarrels.
But Dimy is not the same as him. Guys always indulge in emotions without thinking where they are. Even in hindsight, since dating, Dimy was always angry. Or blame himself. Especially after she started wearing the hijab. Dimy really showed his dislike with Sarah's decision to go headscarf.
"Where can you go to Dion's party, if your dress model is like that? You want to be a spectacle?" dimy grumbled one day, as they were about to go to their classmate's birthday. At that time, Dimy said it right in front of Saras' friends. The girl felt very embarrassed because of that out-of-place reprimand.
"Hey! Cepetan dong street. Lelet is very. Rich conch!" yelled Dimy on another occasion. Whereas, at that time, Saras' toes were scuffed, so he stepped slowly. But Dimy was a selfish man and did not think about the wounds he had inflicted when he said rudely. It seemed, in his eyes, Saras was always wrong. Until Saras thinks, maybe Dimy no longer loves him.
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“Name Deasy, Race. Several times I see guys lo the same way girls,” said some friends Saras one time. Not seeing with his own head, Saras tried to assume that the news that Dimy was close to a new student moving from Bandung was mere bird news. Indeed, the girl was very sweet and gentle. Her hair is long like a shampoo advertising girl. And smart to sing. Naturally, many guys like it. Including Dimy. After all, Saras understood Dimy's nature. If he tried to ask, surely the ends of the guy would get angry and put out hurtful sentences. So it is better that he just shut up, while waiting for the development of the sloping news.
"Yank, we'll go home to Aunt Melan's, okay?" pinta Saras one day, as she and Dimy rest in the canteen.
"What if you can't go alone?" reply Dimy a little ketch.
"Yes can. But if you want to do it, it's better. We haven't been there in a long time..."
"Goddessh! Really spoiled? Rich little boy. Mature little why?" hardik Dimy fast.
"Once in a while you can decide to go alone. Don't use me everything. I'm lo's girlfriend. Not driver!" he said he got up from his chair.
"Dim, where are you going?" call Saras quickly. Upset seeing Dimy leave her.
"Gue mo to the field. Bored of fighting the same!" he said ngeloyor left.
Saras sat down and took a deep breath. What model's this dating, that every meet, no messrainya? Mouthfighting continues to be endless.
*
Apparently, the sloping news that spread in school, not just gossip anymore. Saras doesn't just listen. But with his own eyes, he sees Dimy walking with Deasy at the convenience store. And the longer, the more Saras caught the two men together, and talked intimately in certain places at school with Deasy. Saras felt stifled and could no longer remain silent.
"Dim, how do you look so familiar with Deasy?" saras asked at last, when the girl came to Dimy at his house.
"Yes that. The girl was so excited to talk. Honestly, I was comfortable nearby, "dimy replied as if he did not understand Saras's heart which began to be hurt by Dimy's attitude to him.
"But you still have someone close to you. I, Dim. I also dong. You prefer to walk with other girls than the same girl you own?"
Dimy looked at Saras, as if looking at a secondhand he was about to throw away. "Ras, after I thought about .. kanya we are no longer suitable deh. A lot of fighting than the mess. After all, it's closed now. I'm no longer comfortable walking the same way, Ras."
"You mean?" saras asked starting to feel something bad. Suddenly she felt like she was kissing that a decision would hurt her.
"I mean, with the clothes you're wearing right now, it automatically makes you can no longer accompany me to the discotheque, Race! So ... It seems like our relationship can no longer be continued. We just got here, Ras," Dimy said, feeling nothing.
While Saras stared with heated eyes. In a moment, the dam of tears will surely collapse. "Dim, there are still many places we can go without having to question my clothes. So, the real reason is Deasy, right?”
"Hm .. Yes Race. Sorry, I'm in love with Deasy!" Dimy's got no heart and no feelings.
Saras looked on disappointedly. His heart was not made of stone. And it hurts so much to be cut off so suddenly and unilaterally. But Saras also has pride. He would feel very embarrassed if he had to beg Dimy to rethink his decision. So, when the man said the word break up, Saras immediately went home, carrying his broken heart.
She still loves Dimy. Even loved her so much. Although all this time the guy always hurt her, but in his heart, he hopes Dimy will turn into a figure at the beginning of his introduction first, a good and understanding girlfriend. But apparently, his patience waiting for a change in Dimy's attitude even produced bad results. He was beaten in a very cruel way.
“God...” Saras sank his face into a pillow, and wept for his broken heart. “If it is not him, remove this whole perverse feeling from my soul. For me to take a strong step, while upholding my broken heart.”
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