Memories vs Reality

Some are broken, but not twigs. This time, it wasn't just her heart that was shattered but her body that seemed to float evaporated to the bottom of the sky which created the deepest pain.

Azrell threw all the photo frames in her room, slamming them on the floor until the glass shattered. She snorted in annoyance when she found out who the photo with her was in almost every corner of the room.

She regretted ever being nice to someone, so kind that she felt completely betrayed. If she could complain to fate, she would. Why would she be kind to someone who couldn't be grateful?

'But Leo has absolutely nothing to do with you.' she thought.

No-no, for Azrell they still have a relationship. Even if it's just a break and fix each other. The difference is, Azrell still loves Leo, but he's getting busier with his new woman.

"Damn it, if you knew how to return the favor, you would not continue your relationship with Leo. Damn Felia!" she said, all the harsh words coming out of her. Hand holding a stack of polaroid photos with Felia, she just tore through the photos until she saw a few small, clear cuts.

Repeating the incident on Felia's birthday made her heart hurt even more.

Throwback

The sky is not friendly considering this is a special day for Felia. Just imagine, Azrell intends to give a little surprise to the woman. The thought of an evening party like a nightly pool party, with barbecues and chatting with each other made her smile happily. But it looks like plan A ran aground, switching to plan B.

A box filled with birthday cakes with perfectly engraved name decorations made Azrell worry that she would hold it too tightly, making the cake look absurd with cream stuck to the box.

"Oh, what else did you miss, huh?" Finally, this visit to the pastry shop made her think again that she was afraid she had forgotten something. It was three in the afternoon, which meant she left an hour earlier than her usual office schedule. She permitted the boss to give an excuse because she wanted to surprise someone on a special day.

Not lovers, but friends who feel like a sister.

She looked up at the overcast sky, there was no longer any gap for the sun to appear to illuminate the city. Immediately, she got into the car with a sigh. "Looks like nothing is missing, I still have three hours to decorate Felia's house." She said with a very sweet smile.

Felia's working time at her old house ended until the blue sky turned to a calming orange color.

"I'd better hurry."

…

Satisfied looked at all corners of the room that he had pasted beautiful party decorations, which had silver and gold colors. Not to mention that she has hung a love-shaped balloon as a decoration that looks very sweet.

Staring at the screen of her cell phone, she checked the clock from the flat object in her hand. "It's half-past six, I better get ready." She said as she walked to the socket.

The light in this room was dim, leaving the room crowded with many items, shrouded in darkness.

Azrell is beautiful wearing a light pink dress that has a feminine color. Her hair was in a neat bun, but now she was wearing flat shoes instead of her usual high heels.

Chuckling, she didn't know what Felia's expression a few minutes later would describe. Quickly, she chose to crouch behind the dining chair so that her presence was not too visible.

There was the sound of the door opening.

"How come it's dark? Oh my God, could it be that I forgot to pay my electricity bill this month?!"

The scream came from someone Azrell had been waiting for. Careless, forgetful, naive, and too honest are traits that support positive traits or vice versa. However, for her, the nature of women is very unique and able to equalize the portion with her nature.

And suddenly the light comes on...

"SURPRISE!"

Azrell came out of her hiding place. She looked at Felia with sparkling eyes, she was happy to be able to make the woman change her panicked expression to tears while covering her mouth in tears.

"Ica..." Felia muttered as if she didn't expect to get a very touching surprise like this.

Her body was wet from walking from the mansion to her simple house —which even though it was only a few steps— but was able to make rainwater pour down her body.

"Happy birthday, Fe. I wish you long life and more savings at the ATM," said Azrell as she walked towards Felia. "God bless you." she continued.

"Thank you, Ca. I'm so happy to have you, thank you so much again."

Azrell wanted to hug Felia's body, but the woman in front of her raised her arms in the air, giving her some distance so she wouldn't come any closer.

"Eh eh don't come close, can't you see my whole body is wet?" Felia asked while wiping the tears that fell down her face. She traced her body with both hands, telling Azrell that she wasn't fit to be hugged.

Azrell nodded her head, "Then.."

Bruk

Azrell still hugged Felia's body without caring if the woman's wet body also spread to her body.

Maybe, in Azrell's mind, this is the happiest day of her life that will never be forgotten with Felia.

Throwback off

Azrell snorted loudly when she remembered that, she was going to make all her belongings related to Felia. The woman can get everything she wants when Leo refuses all her requests like Felia when they were together.

Managed to get Leo's body, which is sadly very sexy. And also get all of the man's wealth because according to Leo's words, he will bring Felia to live with him.

"SHIT!" she cursed loudly. Get rid of all the destroyed polaroid photos.

Tears fell from her eyes, wetting her make-up-free face. It was an unlucky night for her. Her body slumped further from the edge of the bed, sitting limply on the cold floor from the night air and the air conditioning —AC—.

No soaking in the tub, let alone doing other girl activities. She was disappointed in someone she thought of like her little sister.

Wanted to protest, wanted to tell the whole world that she still needed Felia. But again reality hit her. No one was her friend anymore, except herself. She, back to life without friends, a place to complain to.

She grabbed her hair, hoping the headache in her head would go away. But what happens, her heart is even more sliced considering the many sweet memories with Felia that are almost without gaps in quarrels.

Drtt...

Drtt...

Drtt...

(phone vibration)

Azrell gasped when she heard the sound of a phone call, she immediately reached out to reach for the cellphone on the nightstand. After getting it, the sad look in her eyes became fiery again. She thought Mom and Dad are calling.

Trying to calm down, her hand quickly slid the green button on the phone, placing a call with her.

"Hi, Azrell. How are you? Uhm I want to apologize, it feels very different now to you." someone on the other end said.

Azrell wiped her tears, but it was in vain because a second later the clear crystal reappeared. With a crooked smile, she chuckled. "Different huh? Different or you said as if 'goodbye because right now I live like in the kingdom' right? Don't be a hypocrite." she said sarcastically.

Is it true that there are women who feel unhappy after winning and are chosen by the man who triggered it?

"But Azrell, I feel that way. Don't you?" said Felia on the other side. Maybe now her gaze is sad because what she feels right now is not an ordinary goodbye.

Azrell chuckled as if ignoring Felia's words. "Of course not, a bitch is still a bitch to me," she said emphasizing every word he said.

"But I didn't take Leo from anyone, Azrell. She came to me himself, I don't know."

"Again, hiding behind an innocent face, huh? Wouldn't it be better to be a woman like me without a mask and be who I am?"

There was a sigh from the other side. "I'm not hiding anywhere, Azrell. Why are your ego so high and always cornering me when you're the one getting hurt and I look like the worst person here?"

"Yeah, you don't know?"

"No, Azrell. Stop whatever you're going to say next--"

"Oh yeah, a bitch won't admit her guilt. If I think of you as a sister and have given everything for you selflessly, would this be the most appropriate gift for me?"

"It is not like that--"

"SHIT!"

Azrell was 100% sure that if Felia was near her she would trap hair to channel the unfair pain.

"Azrell, calm down... not just because of our man fighting like this. I'm not a kid with you anymore, am I? So please act like an adult."

Sighing, Azrell knew which sentences were sincere and which were gibberish. "Yes, we are not children. But if you ask to be mature, it seems my behavior is right. No one grows up when the person you love has taken away their happiness."

"Then I won't be around Leo anymore. Just take the guy for yourself,"

"But I don't want secondhand stuff anymore," changed Leo's voice.

Felia's originally soft tone now turned into a cold and piercing baritone voice. Who else but Leo is getting sick of Azrell's drama?

"Leo, I love you.." Azrell's tone turned soft. What was previously explosive emotions, is now lost only because of the voice of the person he loves.

If time could be turned back, she would accept the sincerity of love. Not to receive a pile of treasure without the reward of affection ending like this.

"Don't beg as if in this world there is no other man but me, Azrell. God created women with higher degrees, but the way you are currently lowering yourself is only for love."

It looks like the phone has been taken over by Leo.

Hearing those words that pierced Azrell's heart, made the woman show a smirk on her face. "And God created a man to honor a woman, but you make me have to beg for love like this. You are lower than me, Leo."

"Then I'm no man for you. I prefer Felia, and never bother my women again."

"Oh yeah? You guys just slept together, suddenly Felia got your status as your woman? See, now who's lower than me?"

Just as Azrell was about to show a triumphant smile, Leo's next words seemed to hurt her.

"But at least, she's a good woman despite my wealth and fortune. Unlike my ex-lover, busy chasing after my fortune." Leo replied while emphasizing the word 'ex-lover' in his words.

There is indeed no best ex in this world, even if there is, there must be one question; If the best, why should be an ex?

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