2 Chapter 2-His monologue

Chapter 2

Maybe we haven't seen each other for a long time, this reunion is the best award for me. I was relieved when I saw her come to this time. And, the hope I hid for all this time, maybe it was an opportunity when she came alone.

In fact, that's the prayer that I hope many times so that she is not owned by anyone. Maybe, if she came with someone. Surely this heart will be crushed. It's not easy caring for a broken heart.

Each time these eyes, see the whims of her. I will smile to myself. It was as if her actions made me amused by myself. Her laugh.. her smile. Very perfect in my eyes. I'm really lucky, if she can be had.

"Hey, are you daydreaming?" Zaid, pat me on the back. I gasped, then looked away. Embarrassed to slap my face. We who sat on the beach sand, protruding our feet tasted the soft sand. He, who had been tired of playing his children, rested for a while.

"Heh ..." I smile. I averted my gaze from seeing her sitting together with another female friend. Zaid who saw, the place I looked, grinned with a mischievous grin. I grin, spontaneous reaction to it. But, for a moment my gaze now, focused on Zaid's son who was coming, approached us. Zaid who wanted to connect the huddle, got up again.

"We will talk later." Zaid said while signaling something as it passes, following the rhythm of his son. I smirked with a smile and a wave. Know very well, that best friend. Busy with the mini family.

In fact, maybe after this he will be busy with his heart's affairs. He still the same. Unchanged!

After a minutes, my best friend got a way with his's son. I daydream own. Sure, my kids will be cute like her. My mischievous voice echoed, a wide smile refracting on my face. She, I mean, is the woman who now fills the space of my heart.

When I think about it. Will I get married early if I accept her confession? Haaa ... that's the long of the short story. Whether she remembers or not. Only me who remember the back story. My eyes, glanced back at the small group of women.

Gone!

I looked the other way, looking behind me. Probably, she was already moving towards the barberque area. These eyes, wildly looking for a glimpse of the one who suddenly disappeared from sight. But still not found herself that I looked a long time since her presence this time. In a brief second for the first time, my chest throbbed anxiously.

Where is .....

At this point, the eyes begin to feel lose. Her existence, I caught in a crowd of people who started to walk away. My focus, spilled on her being at the seashore. "Hahhh .." I relief. Earlier, my chest feels tight. It almost erupted. It was as if the remaining taste was unbearable. I wake up.

My pants, i patted and discarded the attached sand. I looked her and stepped towards her. This is the only opportunity for me to have a conversations with her because now, she is alone.

My heart is asking for. Even if only for a moment, I wanted to be close to her. What she sees, I want to make a same view with my own now. Her smile was pure, clearly visible on that face.

What made her brave to call me that night.

"Hey ..." I heard her try to greet me in a low voice. I do not believe. I turned to her. She was not looking at me. That i'm hearing someting? But, her eye's that tried to stole at me, made my heart flirt a little bit.

Maybe she feels awkward, if among us dumb a thousand languages. I froze instantly. Eyes in glue to her, actually. Her smile that I can only see in front of her friend now, engraved in front of my eyes.

Am I crazy?

"Sorry .." The talk I had been waiting for, surprised me. Why did she apologize? Is she uncomfortable that I'm here? I didn't have time to ask a question, I heard her giggle. My heart melted again.

Lovely.... I muttered, like a whisper. My heart was hard to deceive again when her laughter, too sweet in my hearing. Plus, accompanied by her smile. Does't i am too crazy.

My chest was ponding fast.

"I don't know, if you still remember." She said. "I'm so grateful when you dismiss my confession before." She added, making me think for a moment. It's look clearly at her face..

Haa, i never thought that she still remembers. It's not just me.

My forehead is furrowed. I stared at her face. She was still smiling. My chest, trobbing. Has she forgotten me for a long time? I don't know how to act now. Although, just a moment ago I liked that smile. But, this time. The smile hurt me. I nodded slowly, and I smiled thinly.

"Me too." I said short. "I shouldn't say that." I said again. I think I need to clear things up. I need to apologize to her.

"Young time. Still behave like a child" She spoke, spontaneously.

I did not expect, in the blink of an eye this heart was healed and wounded at once.

She spoke, as her eyes stole a look at me. Even with the tip of my eye, I could see her clearly. I know, she still feels awkward. I also do not deny that feeling. Even if her soul can be described now. My heart grab a mix feeling. What truly in my heart, is happy. I'm was to happy right now.

"So..i hope none of us hold grudges." She said. The tone of her voice, the more friendly.

"No." I shook my head. Something I never thought, when she remembered the incident. At first, I did deny it. But, when I remembered.

As sincere as this feeling of my heart is, I have long kept this feeling towards him, without myself realizing all this time that I liked her. The one who first praised my voice. Makes me unaware of the starting time I like her.

And the another time she was there when we both share the idea, but in the middle of the discussion. She look more confused demeanor, and luckly. She made me feel comfortable with her behavior.

I slowly, liked her unconsciously due to her actions and attitude. She was different.Also, she looks fierce on the outside, but spoiled on the inside.

"I don't think so, you still remember." I said. My breath, it sounded rough being exhaled on purpose. That memory, makes it hard for me to forget. I feel guilty, to her.

"Hmm..i can't forget it. Because, that's the most cruel reject I've ever heard if you want to compare with others." She laughed, at the end of the talk.

Sapp!!!

I'm hurt again. Is it because of me, she's still single? There was a ripple on my face, when I heard the words. I was the one who're hurt her heart, won't I forget? Stupid, me! What hope do I expect ?? "Sorry."

She looked at me. Unlike before, just look at the sea and the red sky. "It's okay. It's an old thing. But, I really want to thank and apologize to you for rejecting my confession." She reply.

It hurts! That's all I can breathe over and over again. I nodded, small. "That's why you haven't been married until now?" I asked suddenly. Want to know.

She was a little shocked by my spontaneous questioning, then heard laughter behind his hand that cupped her mouth. "No ... nothing to do. I'm comfortable like this? !!" She said, and also question myself. "You too ?? Why don't you get married? Your crush, was a single lady .."

"My crush...?" I frowned, then turned in the direction I wanted to know. Ohh, Shafiqah. I just make a small smile. Bitter!

In the past, yes. I used to like people who never liked me. But, that's just the old story. I didn't realize, at the time that I liked other people like that.

"You need to hurry. Before your crush is taken by someone else. Or, do you want me to be a cupid for you two ??" she said, offered to be cupid between me and Shafiqah.

Bitter!! Does't she fell uneasy feeling like a jealouse? I turn down my head, hide my own felling that wound everytime even a small words from her."She is not my crush."

From the look in her eyes, I saw her nod. Her face, twisted with guilt. Both cheeks, round with lips protruding forward. Kind of puffy, I let out a smile. My eyes stole a glance, watching her behavior. Lost all the pain I felt.

"Mm..mmm, I think, i wanna to go now." Her reaction, very easy for me to read. "Adzan has entered." She added as she circulated.

I smiled wildly. I just realized, the night has entered. When I look around, most of them have already entered their homestays. Spontaneously, my forehead was clapped with my hands. Too sway by, until I did not realize the prayer.

For a moment I feel happy, and then I get hurt. And now, I'm cured. Naturally, I am the one who is severely with the longing that I hid for a long time. I'm too sick, to keep missing. Pain inside, not easily treated. I, brought to the chest. I'm, soothes the trembling heart with my hand

Am I, can turn this time into the past ?? I want, a chance.

The first story, I remember for a while. Was the Camp of the Rabbani's Personality Council, was only joined by my class and a few other classes who were awarded the post. She, with me before, never spoke or talked until me and her, were placed in the same group.

Because of me and her, who was chosen to be the leader. I began to recognize her personality. She talked a lot and sometimes, there were just thoughts that did not cross my mind. I'm excited myself. The chatter is, there is only so much. Naturally, she was a quiet girl in her class. But, my acquaintance with her, was before being united in the same group, that is, when she praised my voice chanting zikir on the opening night of the ceremony.

Although, it is a daily routine in the hostel. But, this is the first time I get sincere praise..

Because in the beginning, on the matter of a given task. I had to keep in touch with her every night. And, on the last day of the ceremony. I deliberately tested it. When I heard her say that. I feel pounding and don't know what to do. Until I ..

I insulted her. Right now… argh !! Indeed, I hurt her heart.

I was wrong. I didn't mean it that day. My face is gloomy.

Continuing ..

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