The Love of Kalila

Ragu

Fandi was looking for Marcel when Dem had just left his house. He was worried, Marcel whose emotions would melt the contents inside. Once imagining that Marcel intended to burn the entire house, Fandi was afraid of the fog running to Marcel's place. However, what he saw, Marcel was in the kitchen, pouring a glass of water. Quite calm. Very calm. Suspicious calm, thought Fandi.

"No problem?" ask Marcel Fandi.

"What?" jolt Marcel was upset.

Fandi stared intensely at the expression of his best friend. Marcel's body is shaking. Sometimes he drank water on the table, but he was not thirsty. That behavior can be read by Fandi who is experienced in dealing with all forms of Marcel's gestures.

"It turns out that it's problematic." He nodded slowly, sure of what he believed. He knew Marcel was agitated by Dem's declaration just now that he wanted to get close to Lila. Someone who seems to have been important enough in Marcel's life. "Lo let the Dem?"

"Hm, let. Lila deserves to be happy. I still have Sindi." Answer Marcel straight while turning his match on a cigarette that has been perched in his mouth.

Hearing Sindi's name frustrated Fandi. He wiped his face rough. I never think of my friend who lost his mind. Actually not only Fandi, all his friends also feel upset because Marcel who still expects Sindi. Though it was clear, Sindi who did not want to be with Marcel.

"Why does Sindi keep going anyway? You've been left out, bro. Please be aware." tightness Fandi speaking normally. "He doesn't care about you, he doesn't love you. Lo blind?"

"Isn't love blind? It doesn't matter if I love myself." Marcel replied pitifully.

Fandi's been at a loss for words to fight Marcel's stupidity.

"OK," said Fandi with a waist. Then he clapped his best friend on the shoulder and said, "Do it if you are sure. But don't let you regret it a second time."

Fandi melengos go. Feels the coolest person for giving love advice to those in need. But not until there, as a friend he also had to do something for the fool Marcel.

"Los, is there time tonight? I want to talk about Marcel." explained Fandi to Carlos who just picked up his phone call. "Okay, I'll see you at Aji's restaurant."

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The rain at night did not make Dem afraid to meet Lila. The goal is only one, want to express his feelings for the boy.

"Son, what's the rain here?" lila asked puzzledly as she opened the door and saw Dem wet.

"There's something I want to talk to you, Lil," Dem replied. "Which other? How lonely?" dizzy saw the contents of the house that looked calm and accompanied by rain.

"Nana just hasn't come home yet. Aunt rest in the room, not feeling well." Lila stared at the dripping water in Dem's thick hair. "So, brother, I'm gonna grab a towel first."

Lila ran towards the main bathroom to pick up a clean towel and give it to Dem. Dem took it and then just left it. Lila was confused as to what to do. Why is Dem silent and not cleaning himself up? What cold?

"Not cold, but I made hot tea first"

Lila had not yet moved, Dem retracted his arm. Lila's steps are now blocked. Then he turned towards Dem again.

"Lil," asphyxiated Dem. The words he wanted to say had already reached the base of his tongue. And he can no longer wait if he does not want to forget what he has to say.

"I... I.." stammering Dem was unable to say anything other than me.

Lila was still waiting, with a meaningful look. His mind was running away, not to Dem but Marcel.

"You okay? Is all this okay?" ask Dem. In his heart screamed loudly. I want her to say the words 'I like you, so my girlfriend'. But it was undone because the girl's eyeballs were shaking. It looks like Lila is being shaken.

"Hiks.." cried Lila as she lowered her head to the chest of Dem's field. He could not see Dem who in fact Marcel's best friend was in front of him.

Dem who was initially distraught received Lila in his chest. But for a moment he understood, the cry was not his. Dem realized, what he said this would later become wishful thinking did not arrive. Because Lila's heart belongs to her best friend.

"You like him so much?" ask Dem lirih. As hard as he can to not look disappointed and sad.

Lila nodded slowly. "Well, it feels like I want to punch him in the face." Dem previously also understood, Marcel did not really let Lila down like he said.

"Huh?" lila was shocked when she heard the words Dem wanted to punch someone in the face.

"Oh, not you, but Marcel" he replied quickly as Lila glared at him. "I'm just upset, why doesn't he realize his feelings while others even see him clearly."

Lila was further confused by Dem's words. Seeing that, Dem smiled. Hurriedly he set his emotions back to look fine in front of Lila. And rubbed Lila's head like a sister to her sister.

"Want me tell you a story?" invite Dem to tease Lila who is still sad.

"Hm?" of course the boy was confused. And looked at the strange Dem who he thought did not know the time to comfort people who were sad.

"This story is about Prince Marcel and his love story" Dem said.

Lila's eyes, which had been sad, now exuded an aura of deep curiosity about Marcel's past life.

"Okay, just a moment." Dem took the phone earlier in his pants pocket. Slightly wet due to rainwater seepage. Then draped a little screen of the phone with a towel earlier and opened the old gallery that he still keeps.

"Guess which one is Marcel!" get Dem to melt Lila's mood. He showed a photo of several high school students lined up with a teacher in their midst.

"This." point Lila at the figure that looks like Marcel. Staying handsome just looks younger and happier.

"Exactly. Keep this Nana, and this is me." point Dem to a picture of Nana and her who also looks young.

Seeing the enthusiasm on Lila's face, made Dem more eager to tell the story of his best friend.

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