Untouchable

Stone Heart's

Mark POVs

I really feel better in recent times. Everything looks pretty okay. And luckily all the medicine I went through really helped ease the burden and pressure on my shoulders. I can now breathe with a little relief. There's nothing I should be afraid of anymore, but that doesn't mean my treatment session with Kevin's doctor is over. He kept asking me to come see him every Sunday at his usual hour. Well even though sometimes a little mole because the schedule of Kevin's doctor is so dense.

Honestly, I actually feel this treatment should not be continued, because I am now really feeling better. But I don't know why Dr. Kevin's making this treatment longer. I don't know, maybe this is just my assumption. What was the motive, Doctor Kevin, after all? All this time I was comfortable with him. Even away from all the gossip and rumors that are scattered on the internet about him.

“Hello? Oh it turns out that you huddled and hid here” (a loud voice that sounded directly in my ear that really surprised me)

“Kok silent anyway..why are you? Still sore? Not that I heard he said your treatment went well and you should be fine, right?” (His speech is now beginning to fully restore my consciousness)

“Hai, just shut up anyway. I'm tired of it all the time but you don't respond with one word” (In addition)

“First, why are you here too? And why do you keep following me like a stalker?. Second, you can't if every time you talk to me, the volume of your voice is in control first. You know, you almost made my eardrum break. And third, I never had any business with you. So leave me now or I'll get out of here.” (I replied firmly while giving a direct look in his eyes)

“Chill dude! You don't have to use emotions too. You're overdoing it anyway to be a person.” (His speech was immediately cut off by the word from me)

“Terus why? Do you have a problem with that too? These are my bodies. So why do you have to be jealous?”

“Oh my gosh! The relax! I don't know which side you woke up on today. But from the way you behave, I really think you should also enroll yourself in a manners class. So that you have a little knowledge of what is the name “sopan mangan” it.” (Remember him a little grumpy)

“Sudah, no need to talk anymore. What do you really need to do so that you can come to me?” (Reply with a careless attitude)

“Come on, man, c'mon don't keep dodging me. I think we're already on the same side.” (Speaking with a little softening)

“I don't know what you mean or intend. So you better keep your distance with me.” (Reply)

“You why the hell? How did it suddenly get cold again? I don't know what your problem is with me but whatever it is, I think we've dealt with it. Didn't we clear each other's walls of misunderstanding between us.” (The response with a firm but still soft word)

Oh shit I don't know why I go back to feeling all these weird feelings every time I get close to her. Sometimes I feel that it seems like Sacha is the one who made everything that happened more complicated. I think he's the source of my problems. He is the origin of all this strangeness. Everything seems to be getting more complicated, I don't know why what my mind is saying isn't always in line with what my heart wants. Oh god help me!

“Mark, hello Mark. We talked again, but you did it again. Looks like you really should get checked out with doctor kevin. I'm afraid there may be a neural of your deacon who may be disturbed” (His speech is involuntarily grasping my hand warmly)

“Whosoever said that. You better not just be nervous. Because it's all unreal, not real sacha. Plus it's not just your own assumptions and assumptions, is it?” (Kataku)

“Since when did you start being so pretentious to care about me?” (Adds)

“Honestly, I don't really want to care about you. I even desperately wanted to refuse you away. But I don't know why it always feels like I can't. It is as if the heart and mind are at work but not in line. I don't know how to describe it in more detail with words. But all I know is that I just follow my instincts from my heart. Plus I always see you alone. You don't seem to have any close friends, do you? You don't have a friend you can turn to in your heart and mind. And besides we're here, at the same school. We also live in the same place, on the same floor. Even just next to the wall. And but.” (Againnya with a tone full of sobs that seem turbulent in his eyes)

“But what?” (My feedback while trying to ignore what I saw)

“I think that we've become close enough. So maybe we can be friends. Besides that there is no bad” (So slowly with a slightly heavy breath control)

“Please, you better stay away. Stop everything you want to do with me. I can still handle everything as much as I can. I still feel capable and do not need help or mercy from anyone including yourself. I appreciate your wishes and intentions but I can't. And it's not that because I had time to tell you some things then I automatically let you into my life. Not that you also automatically become my friend or best friend.” (My father left him immediately)

I never thought I'd feel anything this absurd. And after the enlightenment or the advice of the doctor Kevin actually gave me some hints and clues but I don't know why I really don't want to see that clearly. I don't know why I keep pushing him away. Instead of being open and accepting the reality that exists. I guess, maybe the ego or whatever is in me is really disturbed by this. So That’s why I try to constantly accept the twist of fate that exists. I thought I’m strong enough. But maybe I don’t.

The bell finally rang. Without thinking about anything else, I immediately stepped into the next class I had to take today. I really stepped forward without looking back. Yup it feels a little heavy, but I have to take it.

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You may be wondering what's going on. Some things have happened in the last few weeks. But especially about 5 days ago, all of these things happened unexpectedly. Whereas for the past few weeks I kept my distance from Sacha. I am absolutely certain that I did everything alone. That's why none of the people I told about the treatment I was undergoing. Because honestly I don't like to seek sympathy from others. And I also really hate the one called “dikasiani”. It feels really ridiculous. This indirectly made me recall things that I should have forgotten in my childhood. All the pressure from them actually managed to affect me in childhood.

Therefore I do not like and do not want to burden others at all. I hate to see their poor care. Those who always use the term “rasa iba” or similar things. They, those people are very good at acting. They were able to hide their faces with a mask named “humanity”. Though in fact it is not like that, they themselves are very worried in issuing the coins they have. And well I'm really well aware that what happened when I was little really affected me to this day. Maybe that's also one of the reasons why I don't trust others easily.

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Next Episode :

“You, how did you know I was here. Oh God you must have really been following me. I should know why lately you seem to be always watching me”

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