The Dark Side of My Ex-Girlfriend

CHAPTER 7 (Second Part)

Flasback 3 years ago

Today is my first day to feel the bench in college and become a student. How happy I am to have a new experience here.

The days I went through with pleasure and very happy, the tasks of the lecture one by one had begun to accumulate. It just so happens that today there was a discussion with the level brother, because many of my friends who came so I followed along as well.

I sat on the front bench, I watched closely the explanation of the elder brother.

Day by day, the elder sister always held discussions with us the new students. We are very enthusiastic to follow it because all of you add new compliance and ease in carrying out the lecture tasks that have been given.

Day after day of discussion we have passed, one by one our children have also started to disappear for various reasons.

Some say there is no time, some say sick, some say help mama, and so forth.Until finally only 5 people saa still survive including me.

The discussion this time was done in the know, usually in the Gazebo behind the Campus. Yeah maybe big brother wants to find a new atmosphere, I thought anyway.

We keep talking about the courses that are being taken by new students like this. I remained seated in front and listened to the explanation from the elder sister.

Until finally at the end they offered me to join an organization. Organizations called PMII.

At first I thought that PMII stands for Indonesian Red Cross Indah. But it turns out that my guess was wrong.

Because PMII itself is an abbreviation of the Indonesian Islamic Student Movement. I have absolutely no idea what the organization is and how it works.

But strangely, because the attitude of one of the men can melt my heart and make me join the organization.

Every day that level brother always picks me up and takes me home if there is an event on the Commis. Commis itself is a house that is usually used for PMII cadres to gather, whether it is discussing meetings, sharing salaries, joint studies or eating together.

My level brother was also very attentive to me, he always asked me if I had eaten, told me to go to sleep immediately and so on.

Her name is just a woman, yes if treated special like that where it might not feel Baper or commonly called by being carried away.

His name is a living man, and all have a heart. The days passed and the elder brother always treated me like that. I really have been carried away by the deep feelings he made.

But I'm not the woman who shot him. I only felt my feelings at that moment. I just admire her secretly without her. Even so, I feel very happy.

For me, being able to always be around him and just looking at him was more than enough. I didn't want her to repay me or pity me for this feeling. I just want him to act normal towards me like this.

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The attention of the elder brother continued until I followed the recruitment of new members. Since I didn't feel cold and tired easily, he was very attentive to me.

He told me not to eat late and take medicine. I really feel treated very special by him.

Until the last day of the recruitment event of the new members, the elder sister still treated me very well. It was his attention that made me stay here until the end of the show.

This final event was the highlight, where we took an oath there at the hour to enter shubuh. I followed the show to the end.

 

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I was very active in the activities that were held. Starting from teaching together, study together, eat together, open together, just play and more.

Sometimes I was on the Commiss until night until sometimes I wanted to go to the Bathroom just scared because I was behind the house. I really enjoyed my new activity so much that I could at least see my sister level.

Until one day there was my level brother who realized that I liked one of the male cadres in this comic. It just makes me so scared when I get caught.

The days I went through by being ordinary now, I have started to be inactive again in the organization. I spend more time with friends and find reasons to refuse when invited to gather.

But I don't know what sins I have committed to the elder brother. They mocked me continuously. They say I'm a caper and so on.

Their actions really hurt my heart and I really did not accept the truth. But I realized who I was.

I can only hold it alone and slightly start to move away from the elder brother of that level. I'm so sick of it. I don't know why the mouth of the sister-level sister was as if it wasn't glaring at yourself.

The days I passed by with a strange feeling, that level brother did not greet me at all when he knew my existence as if someone was evading. This continued for six months.

 

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Indeed, if remembered again the incident is very painful. Instead I chose to bury him deeply and not tell many people. At least let my story only myself know.

Indeed, I can still very much not forget the incident. But, at least to classify what happened is easy, right? Yeah, that's all I can do for myself. At least I deserve to be happy.

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Now that I know behind what happened 2 years ago, they all dare to judge me like that because of their friends. His friend had liked this level elder brother for a long time and had not dared to reveal it, he had always approached him.

Until finally the news that I like this level brother is widespread and it makes him feel sad until finally his friends who come forward to judge me.

 

I was wrong, but it wasn't my fault. Because I don't know the real story at all. I also did not expect to be with such a level brother.

 

But, if you think about it, they are also wrong. They have no right to judge me like that because they do not know what the truth is.

After all, now I have also never sent a message to that level brother and let him go. For me it is not important to also deal with those who can only judge others at will.

I just thought karma was happening. That way I can also take a lot of life lessons.

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Day after day has passed, now I can forget what happened in the past. I don't hate anyone anymore.

 

Being an adult is good, right? After all, being a good person also does not harm and can even get abundant rewards along with wisdom in it.

 

Even though I rarely follow the activities of the organization, it does not mean I lose responsibility. I'm still in charge of it. After all, now the chairman is my classmate.

 

I only want to help him during his leadership. Being a good friend is not wrong, especially my friend is the type that is good to everyone including me. So at least I appreciate him.

 

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I met again with the elder brother, I greeted and he replied. I asked him the news, at least it was just plain pleasantries because it had never communicated again for a long time.

 

But now that feeling is completely gone from my heart, maybe because there is a replacement now. I really feel normal around him.

I can't be a bad person, often hurt and often forgiving. Maybe that's one of my weaknesses. I just think that my attitude and nature is descended from my father.

Because you are the kindest and most patient person I have ever known in this world. My father loved me so much and vice versa.

After a brief chat with the senior brother, I said goodbye and immediately returned to Class because the next lecture hours will be starting soon.

Since my Classroom was on top, so I ran around so as not to be preceded by the Lecturer of the College. Arriving at the front door of the classroom, I paused for a moment and adjusted my breathing. It really is like being chased.