You, Me And Our Memories

A phrase not expected

"Not yet, it's still going on"

"But you....."

"Well...There's no you there not my spirit" replied Ivan cutting Diya's conversation.

"So I'm out, dad...You know you're here. What are you doing here anyway?" Now the young man asked.

"Son...There's nothing. I was....I'm called Yani's mother" Diya told a lie.

"And me....L'm...Lazy to go there again. It's better me...I'm here to read a book" said the girl again stammering to give an excuse.

"It's cool and comfortable here that I feel at home reading a book" Again the girl lied and showed Ivan the book to make him believe her.

"I thought you were angry with me. Because of my disrespectful attitude towards you earlier" Ivan seemed to regret.

"That's right" Diya said in his heart.

"I'm sorry Diy for my attitude. I didn't mean to hurt your heart and offend you. It was completely unintentional. I'm sorry yes" said the young man pleading with a puffy face.

"Please...." Ivan said again, touching the girl's finger. Diya shocked.

"I....I......Yep...I'm sorry" Diya replied agitatedly and surprised to see the young man touch his finger. Slowly the girl pulled her hand from the young man's grasp so that Ivan would not feel offended.

"Thank you....Once again sorry" said Ivan realized that once again he made the mistake of grasping the girl's finger. Diya smiled wryly at the young man's words earlier. The girl did not know what else to do to escape. Diya became afraid and anxious if suddenly the other friends saw the two of them. What else Brother Ferdi. Whoa...Can berabe later.

"Diya....Diya....You're okay, right?" Ivan asked astonished at the attitude of the girl. Diya.

"You daydreaming, huh? Or don't like me here?"

"Son...No...In fact, I am happy because you want to accompany me here" he replied.

"Ih....Woe to sixteen. Why can I talk like that? Ouch...That would definitely make him even more excited not to leave here. You moron...." Diya blamed herself.

"Tu...Daydream again" Tegur Ivan smiled.

"Why? What are you thinking?"

"Son...There's nothing. It's just not good with friends, spread gossip again"

"Why? You scared?" Diya nodded.

"If the rumors are true?" Ivan said fishing. He was shocked spontaneously his face changed.

"You mean?" Diya pretended to ask even though he knew which direction the young man was saying. Ivan smiled again, and he knew that Diya was pretending to ask.

"We're made...You and I are dating because I love you" Ivan said instantly and boldly.

Like lightning in broad daylight that was how Diya felt back then. Not that he was happy with Ivan's words just now. Instead it became a scourge for him to add to the problems between his relationship with Ferdi.

Ivan patiently waited for the girl's reply and reaction.

"Diya....Do you love me?" Ivan again held the two shoulders of the girl. Diya could not answer. His feelings and thoughts were raging why could it happen like this? Why did he meet Ivan? Complicating the problem. Not a word came out of the little girl's mouth. Without realizing it, Diya stepped away from the young man. And he ran away leaving Ivan who was stunned and astonished and frowned to see Diya like that.