Unforgettables

Darling

The night was gripping, the dark shrouded, the cold night wind pierced his skin. This starless night was the darkest night of Fika's life. He should be happy, but get the opposite. Fate was so cruel it constantly smashed into her weak and helpless self. How long will fate continue to hurt her?

When did he get happiness?

If he will not find happiness, but at least..when will the suffering end?

Fika had not stopped his crying, he was still sitting weakly on the iron bench of Arga's home garden. Honestly, he was no longer able to get up, all the events and realities that hit him this time had destroyed his defense that he had long built. Even though he knew the truth now, he felt it was a waste. Because he knows, he won't be able to change anyone's view. Including Arga.

The person who used to come often in his dreams turned out to be the person who was always next to him at this time. Perhaps that right was also the reason why Fika could fall in love with that cold-blooded cruel man. Fika did not end up thinking, if Arga is Alan. then why did Arga seemed to not know about Alan? Did Arga indeed deliberately trickle her from him? Butwhy? Why doesn't Arga tell the truth?

Question after question kept coming from Fika's mind, she really did not know why Arga covered everything from her? After all the things they went through together first, would it be so easy for Arga to forget and just ignore them?

Really, Fika feels like he wants to say everything to Arga right now. Fika is afraid that if left unchecked, this misunderstanding will continue until later. Fika finally got back up, he put the letter and a small photo in his hand in the box before he stepped and entered the house Arga.

When Fika passed through the door, Fika could immediately catch the figure he was looking for earlier. Cowo berpostur athlete's body happened to be in the family room while watching tv. Fika decided to approach him slowly.

But unexpectedly, Fika had not been able to approach Arga, the man turned to look at him first so that now the two are looking at each other mute.

"Where are you from?" Arga said after a few seconds of silence.

Fika was trying to neutralize herself, if to be honest she was very nervous at the moment. Especially considering Arga is Alan the person he's been looking for all this time makes him not know what to do.

"Lo deaf huh?" Said Arga again. Now the man took a standing position.

"Ep.. Fika from the back garden. Same with Iqbal."

Arga was still staring at Fika. Although in a considerable distance, Fika was able to feel the creepy aura of the man piercing into every pore of his skin. How frightening.

"So you're still the same as him?" Arga said suddenly.

The suddenness of that made Fika frown. "Why did Arga say that?" Somehow Fika's feelings were not good, could Arga have heard her conversation with Iqbal earlier?

"Gue is just good." Said Arga indifferently. The man was about to step away. But immediately Fika prevented it.

"That's!" call Fika. He stepped closer to the guy.

Arg did not turn around but the man stopped his steps and asked. "Why?"

Fika who is now behind Arga's body can only bow her head while thinking hard to string every word he wants to say for the guy. If you want to know, Fika's heart is currently beating very fast. Cold sweat began to wet his forehead. He's never been this big before. But this was the right opportunity for him to talk to Arga.

"No important thing, I'm going upstairs." Arga.

"Tu-wait first," Fika reflexively grabbed Arga's burly hand. That also made Arga look at his hand that was being held by Fika.

"Lo what?" Keto.

Fika pulled her arm back. "Sorry."

"Lo really want what?" Tanya Arga sounds annoyed plus greget.

"That's. em.. Fika wants to say something to Arga."

"By the way." Arga sounds more subtle.

Fika was silent for a moment, before then letting out a long sigh.

"Regarding what happened years ago.. Fika want to ask Arga, is Arga sure he has never met Fika before?"

Hearing Fika's question that sounded ambiguous to Arga made her frown. "What do you mean?"

"That means Arga did we meet when we were kids?"

"No." Spontaneous reply Arga.

"Seriously? Try Arga fretting again, maybe aja-"

"Gue said, No! Don't make it!" Sentak Arga somehow he looks so angry.

"But-"

"Gue met you when you brought you here! I have never met you before, let alone know you!"

Arga was just about to step back and climb the stairs but again it made Fika feel hurt. He chased Arga from behind him. I don't know why the pain in his heart that had reduced is now back on his chest. Fika wants to get everything out, she wants to say everything and maybe this is the time.

Arga ignored him. The cowo kept going.

"Arga wait! Fika's not done talking."

Again Arga did not listen to him, until just his feet touched the second floor Fika shouted loudly.

"MALAN!"

Suddenly it made Arga immediately stopped and silent in place. While Fika behind him was already sobbing with her own cries. Amidst the silence both Fika looked at the guy's back with tightness.

"After a long time in suffering and solitude, Fika never stopped to believe that what always comes in Fika's dream is reality. Although Fika can not remember everything, but the pieces of memories are still stored. Although the reality greatly surprised Fika. But Fika feels happy because now Fika knows that the beautiful dream is reality."

"From before.. Fika was always alone. No one wanted to be Fika's friend before. Fika feels that Fika is a useless child to the point that none of them would want to know Fika. However.a boy who suddenly came to Fika who was crying at that time had made everything change."

"She smiled and she sincerely gave her hand for Fika to get back up. At that moment Fika began to know that seeing her two eyes Fika was calm, seeing her sincere smile made Fika happy. And each treatment made Fika feel safe beside her. Especially as she hugged warmly Fika with warmth and affection. It felt like such a beautiful dream that Fika never wanted to let go. If indeed it was a dream, Fika was willing to fall asleep forever as long as she could continue to be next to him."

"For so long Fika always believed, that all of it was not just an ordinary dream. But ... It's all real."

"The figure that used to always make Fika happy turned out to be the figure that now always makes Fika afraid, angry, upset, crying and laughing together. The figure that Fika will be all this time is the figure that Fika is now protecting."

Behind Arga's sturdy body without him knowing Arga had clenched his arms tightly. I don't know why hearing that made Arga's heart feel so sick.

"Alan .. the person who has made Fika feel loved becomes the figure that Fika loves in the future. Fick-up"

"It's all just the past." Cut Arga. Makes Fika speechless.

"Maybe it's just the past, but we can repeat it again Ga-"

"What you've been up to won't happen again."

Again Arga's words make Fika silenced. What should he say this time? To convince Arga?

"But we can start all over again Ga. Fika's sure we can." Fika Kebuh. He tried to get closer to Arga, but unfortunately Arga was increasingly avoiding him.

"The past will always be the past."

"But Ga.."

"Suppose we've never met before. We're going as usual. You and I are nobody, and there's never a past between us."

Arga was about to go who directly Fika hadang.

"Argha.. Fika knows Fika is wrong, but Fika does not mean to eat Arga. I don't know why Fika couldn't remember Arga. Arga please believe in Fika.."

Arga threw Fika's tight grip on her hand. "Even if you remember me, you won't be able to change your destiny!"

"The fate that makes me hate you!"

Fika could not hold back her crying anymore, she stared at the nanar Arga with a full chest. "Why?" Fika's voice sounded raucous. "Why does Arga hate Fika?"

Arga looked at Fika meaningfully. If only Fika knew what was on the guy's mind. Maybe everything will be revealed now.

"Answer!" Shouted sarcastic Fika.

"Even if I answer, you won't be able to change anything."

"Originally, maybe I was an angel in your life, but now?.. I was just a nightmare for you."

"No Arga!" Arga walked past Fika just like that but Fika did not also give up she actually pulled the sleeve of the man's shirt very strongly. "That's!"

Arga ignored Fika, even with a stand he pressed Fika's arm so that it made him fall.

"Arga! Fika love Arga!"

Without caring about Fika anymore, Arga the guy is getting away from her. And entered into his room by slamming the door violently.

"Gue loves you too, Fik."

"But I'm sorry, I can't be the old Alan anymore."