WHEN I FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 33
What did Jayadi do? Being a trending topic in my mind. When I was eating, what did Jayadi do? When I take a shower, what does Jayadi do? Before I go to sleep, what does Jayadi do? Even in a dream, I met Jayadi sitting together with Fitri on a bench in a park, surrounded by flowers blooming beautiful colors. Very romantic. The thing that made me wake up at three o'clock in the morning, with a body that was shaking violently.
What makes me even more curious about the way Jayadi does, until he manages to approach a mystical and mysterious woman like Fitri is, Fitri is a person who has difficulty believing in anyone. In fact, he will not carelessly give his mobile number to just anyone. I opened his cell phone and saw the contact he kept; there were only five people! Me, my mom, my dad, his homeroom teacher, and Maryam, his high school friend when Junior High died in an accident. I once asked Fitri, why does he still keep contact with people who have died? Fitri said nothing, just a smile that she gave to respond to me. A cold smile that could make anyone who saw it, shudder.
Fitri is the same as me, single from birth. Consider this a kind of cohesiveness between brother and sister. But even if it is the same, there is a difference between the two of us that causes this incomparability. If I were for lack of confidence. Well, if Fitri, because of his disbelief in others. That is why he is not interested in having a relationship with anyone. But make no mistake, many men are approaching Fitri. Jayadi is just one of them. Yes, my sister is indeed beautiful and smart, although a little deadly.
I had previously predicted that Jayadi would never be able to get in close contact with Fitri. Never mind getting into a relationship, having dinner alone, I doubt. But my prediction was wrong. Fitri asks Jayadi to take him home from school, and they go to watch a basketball game. Goddamnit!
Actually, when Jayadi drove Fitri home last night after they watched a basketball game. I want to ask Jayadi to stay at my house, I want to interrogate him. But honey, she said she had to go to the hospital, because her sister-in-law had just given birth. Yasudah, get away with you tonight Jay!
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The next morning, after breakfast, I was asked by Fitri to take him to school. Come to think of it, I haven't taken Fitri to school in a long time. Probably the last time when he was still Junior High, was about three years ago.
On the way, I asked him, "Fit, yesterday said Jayadi you invited him to watch a basketball game?"
"Yes, let there be a meeting, Bang. Bang Jay is unemployed, as rich as Bang Bento. Life is not clear at an age that is not young anymore" replied Fitri.
Because the answer he gave made me hurt, so I didn't continue my question anymore. Cruel.
I dropped Fitri right in front of the school gate. After getting off the bike, and giving her helmet to me, she walked into the school area without saying thank you, or any such pleasantries. Not polite! My sister is like that. Want to be advised until my face is blue, too, it's hard to change it. Let God teach him a lesson. Because God knows best how to rebuke people.
I drove my motorcycle after, passing the crowded General Sudirman road, towards home. Something surprised me when I passed the way of Prince Antasari. From a shop that sells a special breakfast menu, out Lela and Erwin, walking slowly while talking to Erwin's car
— I saw—parked in front of the store.
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Seeing Erwin and Lela together this morning, of course made me not okay. Of jealousy? That's sure! Broken heart? that's clear! If there is one word that best explains what I am feeling right now, perhaps that word is, exhausting.
Imagine when we love someone, keep that feeling wholehearted, whisper his name every night, miss him, and make him the most logical reason to make us happy. Then, suddenly someone else comes near someone we love, and snatches it. And, the worst of the series is, when we haven't even had time to express our feelings. Perhaps this is a worse version of: when we are bulking the soil, then fertilizing it, planting seedlings, watering it every day, then when the bud grows, a chicken breaks it. Heartache ....
I felt like I was on the threshold of my ability. All this feels exhausting. The only reason why I was still holding on was, that feeling of love was still in my heart, not even diminishing in the slightest.
My love is so great for Lela. Like the love of plants to the sun, which makes the stars jealous.
I admit my biggest mistake was that I had a hard time expressing my feelings. But at least let me prove it.
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Jayadi came to my house tonight. Of course, his feelings were compared to my feelings. I'm the one who's ruined, and Jayadi is blossoming, because Fitri's getting closer to her.
I deliberately did not tell him about this morning. Well, it's not good, I. It would ruin his happy mood.
Jayadi's arrival at my house tonight (in addition to seeing Fitri and chatting with her) she wants to talk about our future business plan. I've chosen, it would be easier if me and him floated my mother's pastry business alone.
So, my mom produced it, me and Jayadi marketed it. I think it was an epic collaboration. The quality of the pastries my mother made was not inferior to the pastries sold in malls, or in pastry shops. Then the ability and experience of me and Jayadi in the world of marketing, of course, will be very useful in developing this business.
I talked to my mom about this, and she was very enthusiastic when she heard my plans. So did Jayadi, it didn't take long until he said, "ok, Bang! So where do we start?" said fiery.
