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Today love is on my side, I hope so. Someone just crossed since the recess bell rang. I met a student 2 years younger than me, who recently became the main character in my monotonous story. Tall manly figure, sharp gaze alluring. And sweet black skin adds to its beauty. The name is written clearly on his clothes, I never tire of reading. "Deity, look at your task, is that okay?" said a female classmate.

A burning feeling in the heart, when someone says his name. Not jealous, just nervous. "Take it yourself in the bag" answered the god of ignorance. His eyes were looking at me while moving his legs alternately. Each step increased the speed of the heartbeat that grew louder and louder. Until we face each other. Something I never expected from someone as cold as him. With a beautiful smile that he had, he stroked my head slowly. From his perspective right now, I'd probably be as red as a tomato. Glances of envy shrouded clearly around us. A sad look from one of her classmates. Just my guess, I think the girl standing in front of class 10 multimedia 3 likes God.

We sat in the gazebo behind the language room which for the past 3 days has been a meeting place during recess. Just a light conversation and trying to get to know better. 

"You, after this folder what?" I asked nervously. Unlike usual I always talk a lot, in front of him, I don't know why. Maintaining the image as a feminine woman is important.

"Basic programming" he replied casually. A soft voice that has always been a favorite sound since the first time I heard it. Opium, maybe that's the most appropriate word. I nodded in understanding, then silence…

"Wanna go home together?" he offered looking into my eyes. Instantly I turned my face away, refusing eye contact with him.

Nodding my head in agreement.

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The school bell rang, all the students left the classroom and headed for the gate. I saw the woman who had wanted to talk to God. "If I'm not mistaken, his name is defending," my monologue was quiet.

They walked to the front of the toilet which was not far from their class. Hurriedly I turned my way to the stairs right below them. Go up a little more until their conversation is clear. "Wa, to be honest, I've liked you for a long time" I defended. My eyes widened in shock. It's true that I didn't know her that long ago, and the rumors about her liking gods… Turned out to be true. The first time I felt guilt.

"Ever since you came home to pick me up, I've been thinking about you all the time"

I leaned my back against the parapet of the stairs. "Sometimes I like to cry when I remember you" Continue to defend. Without thinking I went down the stairs holding back the tears that could fall at any time. I decided to go home first.

15 minutes passed, I just got home. I opened my cellphone, 5 missed calls from Dewa and a message asking where I was.

"sorry, I'll go home first' I replied, not long after the incoming call revealed Dewa's name. 

At first I was hesitant to answer but really I hope to get clarity from what happened earlier. After being raised, there was no conversation whatsoever until he spoke up. 

"I want to say something"

"Why?" I replied

"We are just friends," he said. From his tone there was no doubt at all. When the person you used to like comes back, it's only natural like this.

"Why?" I said trying to stem the tears that were already on the edge.

"I want to focus on studying, you also have to focus on studying, right? It's already in grade 12"

"Are you sure?"

"Continue your drawing hobby," he added

Immediately I turned off the phone because I do not want to be heard by him crying. A voiceless cry that is so heartbreaking. Can't remember the time until finally fell asleep in exhaustion. Heartbreak that shouldn't have happened so soon.

One week passed. I know he regrets his decision. I know he still expects me again. I know he misses me. I do too, even more than he knows. I go to school as usual. Only this time I avoided eye contact with anyone. I always walk with my head down and away from my classmates. Unlike people who can hide their sadness, I can actually cry anywhere. The school bell rang 10 minutes ago but I was still sitting in class by myself.

There's nothing I can do. Just daydreaming and remembering the figure of a lover who now I can no longer call mine. I buried my face staring at the table. When the tears that have been the umpteenth time fall. Suddenly someone rubbed my head. Suddenly I saw the owner of the hand. The person I really want to hug. Yet he had caused this wound. Instantly the mind and heart can not align. I'm fixated in front of him. He just looked down and didn't dare to look at the sharp eyes.

"I want to go back" he said. My head tilted up by itself. For the umpteenth time these tears fell. But this time. The happiness I feel. There is still a chance.

Finally my mind and heart are in sync again. I hugged him tightly "Yes" I replied. No matter how far he goes. As long as my name and his are written parallel in destiny to be together. I'm sure he will come back to me.

...~End~...

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