Why Should I..?.!?

61. Enough to get here.

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The wind swirling along the beach touches the soft surface of the skin. Expel the burning feeling that hit. Sultry in the body, as well as sultry in the heart.

I am fragile, but still flat-faced. I cried, but without a sound.

I looked at the waves that were chasing with joy. Keep fighting to destroy the rock even though it will not be easy.

After my heartbreak I became a little quiet. Easy to cry at night, also easy to daydream during the day.

Over and over again Kia, Monik, Inda, and Ike comforted me, but I responded with a smile and a momentary nod.

At sif afternoon I never returned to the boarding house on time. I'm always out there, serving whoever's taking me out for the night.

Once I came home late at twelve pm because of the fun of chatting in a cafe that is quite far from the cost.

Kia, Yessi and Monik rebuke me. Touch me at length. Like a mother scolding her child who is acting impolite.

I know they care and love me. But somehow my heart feels empty. Blank. Disappointed too deeply. It feels more crowded and painful than when I quit not going to college.

"Lu Beautiful Her. And you don't pantes nangisin lizard the lizard's cap." The moniky speech that kept accompanying her nagging every night when she saw me sitting alone on the balcony outside our room.

"Lu must move on. Guys aren't just crazy Komodo dragons, okay?" Entertain Kia when she came home from work found me still daydreaming while stalking social media owned by Arya.

"His Spirit. I'm sure the crocodile wasn't meant for you, which means there's still a guy who's a million times better for you." Ike said when reprimanding me who was washing clothes while covered in tears.

We were together for one more year. Leaving so many sweet memories. Memories that now can only make me smile in tears, as well as cry in a smile.

I remember when Arya's birthday, I gave her a surprise by coming to her boarding house. I gave him a gift of a couple watch, one of which I had worn.

I remember when we couldn't park on a tour. Arya's sister turned around to take me to her friend's house which has a strawberry garden. He proudly introduced me as his girlfriend to his family.

Never returned home wet village due to rainstorm in the middle of the road.

I was once angry with my father because we came home too late.

I've been to my house just to be with me who washes clothes alone at home.

I went to the night market to meet my friends at school.

All those memories now revolve in my memory. It cannot be lost even if I have disappeared repeatedly from my mind.

"Sorry...." Said Arya repeatedly non-stop.

I decided to talk to him this afternoon. To finish what is still in my heart and mind.

This week I ignored him. Not returning messages or video calls from him. I'm sick, I'm angry, I'm disappointed, I'm claustrophobic, I don't know what else to say to describe this pain.

"Since when?" My speech is flat.

"meaning?" Arya was confused by my expression and words.

"Since when did Ar's brother come into contact with that woman behind me?" I don't want to look at Arya's face anymore, so I'm talking while looking at the waves on this beach.

"About six months ago.. I didn't mean to lie, I just-"

"Just get carried away with emotion for a moment? Just getting carried away? Stale brother." My leg is cold.

"He's sorry......" Say Arya again. He tried to hold my hand, but I patted as quickly as possible.

"Gue doesn't need to be sorry, I need to know what my lack is, so brother Ar can play fire in the back." I said a little bit raucous.

"You're not lacking anything, baby. You're a perfect girl, beautiful, easygoing, never asking anything from me, never asking me to be like this, not-"

"You can never touch it.! It isn't? That's why you're looking for another woman you can touch and you're taking her in the room." I'm cynical.

Arya gasped in surprise. He seemed so astonished by my flat expression when he said such a sensitive thing.

"It's not that...." Brother Arya let out a long sigh, as if it was hard to say an honesty to me, "Okay, I admit I was wrong, but I'm just as if he's not serious. I just love you, baby I'm sincere just for you."

"So the same girls unfortunately not sincere but can you sleep? It's really nice to be you, yeah.." I smiled wryly as I took my eyes off her.

Silent.

Arya was silent.

I was also still silent, waiting for another confession from him.

"Gue Khilaf, but he also knows I already have you, so he won't demand anything. You don't worry, you remain number one in my heart." Arya clasped my hand even though I refused.

I imitated this flat facial expression from the movie 'What's with Love' season two. Where the flat face of Dian Sastro became the main attraction in his role.

"Okay, I ngaku. I slept with him, but the oath was unintentional because of circumstances. We were both drunk at the party, and then well. ended up in bed." I wonder why Arya didn't feel at all guilty when she said this.

"So how many times?" Tukas ku cynical.

"What?" Arya is confused.

"How many times to sleep with my sister. I'm crazy how many rounds you play each." Answer me annoyed.

"Emmmm. that." brother Ar muttered indistinctly and seemed agitated.

"Hemph.have not been answered, I already know the answer." I said lightly, laughing blandly facing the beach.

"But I still love you with Him. I'd rather you than him, please believe me same baby...." Arya almost kissed the back of my hand, but I immediately pulled my hand out of hers.

"Sorry brother, I can't go back on your same road anymore. One or two lies I can forgive for reasonable reasons. But one betrayal? Don't expect forgiveness to be that easy." My words are steady and a little judes.

"him, please.. Give me another chance, I promise I won't repeat to this khilafan..." Arya's sister glazed over, even she almost crouched down in front of me.

I stood up, avoiding his gaze and gestures of guilt. I walked to the beach, ignoring the pity that suddenly appeared when I saw her tears.

"him, please... You still love me.." Arya's sister caught up with me.

"That's what I hate, brother. I'm stupid, betrayed but still loving." Say me sad.

"So you want to turn me around..! I am very dear to you Nya" cried Arya with dilated pupils and sparkling eyes looking at me.

That look. I know that view is full of love. But....

I also saw that look when she approached her lady at the cafe back then.

And I don't know how many women he gave that kind of worship.?!?

"Heh. The darling? If there is no way there will be an affair. So how many girls have you said dear like this sister?" I turned around, towards where I was sitting.

"His.....I-i"

"Enough brother.! Enough I'm sick, other girls should not experience the same thing. She's sleeping, how about she get pregnant tomorrow? It's your choice, so you have to take the risk yourself." I said as I looked at his eyeballs with a serious look, without the slightest tear.

Arya was silent. He could no longer say anything to convince me.

Drrr.. Drrttt

Arya's sister's phone on the table is vibrating. I glanced at him. There was a call from 'my J' on the front screen of his phone before Arya then turned it off.

"Why did he die? My J's? Hemph. She met him, maybe she wanted to tell him she was pregnant. We're done. Enough to get here. Don't follow me again..

One more thing I ask, when we meet again brother Ar never reveal our mass then."

I stepped away.

Enough to get here.

Enough already this sense of shackling.

Enough of this love has passed.

Thats enough.

I left Arya's brother standing rigidly in front of my seat earlier. He shook, then removed the wet corners of his eyelids, as if he was truly sorry for what he had done to me.

I ran into a cafe. I looked for the toilet and cried all over there.

My chest is really tight. It feels pain from the chest to the esophagus. Even these tears cannot make my heart feel relieved even though I have repeatedly shed.

How can a man confess love to one woman, while he can go to bed with another?!?

How can a man say love to one woman, but also look at another woman with affection?!?

How can a man ask for a second chance, when he knows the wounds he inflicted so deeply?!?

I was so excited for almost an hour. My eyes are red, and her petals are enlarged.

Akh's. I hate all this.

Why is it that every time I cry my eyelids swell up like this?!?

Just make it ashamed.

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