
“Selena, wait !”
Selena turned her head as shouts from behind and the sound of shoes came up to her. “What's up?”
The man smiled at Selena. The people in the corridor looked towards them, especially when Angkasa grabbed the hand of the transfer student.
“You want not to be... my best friend?”
Silent. This question is like...
Selena chuckled after hearing it, without giving an answer to Space's request. “Why are you laughing?”
“OK, okay, sorry.” The girl tried to stop the laughter. “I laughed because the way you said it was like you were expressing feelings to someone.”
Angkasa rubbed his nape, then returned a wide smile. “So want it or not?”
“Alright, I want.” Short answer received by Space.
The space also jumped with joy. He was really strange, his behavior was really like someone who had been accepted by his love. “Yes, accepted !! Thank you, gorgeous.”
“Eitt... This isn't your mode, is it?” Selena looked at Space suspiciously. The man immediately shook his head quickly. To the left and to the right, several times.
“Not ! Where possible. I really want to be your best friend.” Speak with conviction. Angkasa then pulled his new best friend's hand towards the cafeteria.
“Wait, where are we going?” Selena asked with a suspicious look, again.
“Ke canteen. Look yes, you're a new child so you should have friends here, otherwise you're afraid you'll be bullied.”
Selena's dumbfounded. The bullying? Does it still exist?
“You're kidding? Indeed there is still such a thing in this day and age?”
“Yaaa 'would I say ‘fear’.” Kill the Space so Selena doesn't question him weird anymore. “We go to the canteen now, yes. I'm so hungry about.”
Those kind of days. Full of laughter and exchanging smiles, those days could no longer be felt by the two. It is hard to understand what makes them so hate this bond. A sacred bond leads to a real separation between the two, although in their minds it never crossed to end this relationship. At least for now.
***
Selena came home feeling very uncomfortable. His shaky steps showed that he was too tired to go home if it only ended up going stormy or cold war with Angkasa.
The woman sat down and leaned the back of her head against the back of the sofa. His hand was pinching the television remote button. However, his eyes closed as if the sound of the television he made a lullaby.
One, two, three, four and stopped in the fifth second Selena's eyeball opened. Although in fact the noise in his head is much firmer than the chirping of people from the electronic rectangle.
He sighed heavily. During her time as Angkasa Bachtiar's wife, Selena became sleepless and her diet was very poor. Her health could have been disrupted and coupled with the treatment of her husband who was very mentally testing. Like this morning. Even until now he was still unable to rest his brain just a minute from the shadow of Space.
“You didn't even apologize. And just leave.” His eyes stared blankly at the flaming television channel. “The old forces have really left. Those days I really can't have any more with you. Something I miss the most, even if it's just sitting next to you. All I want is my best friend Angkasa, not the man in this house.”
Elsewhere, Angkasa who was typing something on his laptop keyboard suddenly stopped flicking his fingers. His eyes glanced at the picture frame on the table. Her picture and Selena when she was in High School. A happy time.
“Time really hard to understand, like you back then.”
The man's face looked gloomy. Not knowing what the words meant, clearly it was something related to what happened in their past.
“You must be wondering why I hate this marriage so much because I still haven't said anything. It's hard to accept the fact that I'm married to my best friend. Yeah, I don't want this. Sorry, Cell. As your wish used to be.”
That's what he can't say, every time he wants to say it to Selena, various feelings interfere with her so that she loses control and instead speaks harsh words and acts ice cold. Of course it's not her real self. But for her it's better to see Selena put her hate on him for now.
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