
It's been a week and I don't know what's wrong with me. It feels bland and empty.
Especially this week Keyndra is busy basketball training for the tournament to be held soon. This made the intensity of our togetherness less. I try to support him as much as I can, by making him a bekel or snack to accompany him during training.
I need to be able to understand it with Keyndra's busy schedule. I don't force that guy to pick me up and drop me off every day. But even Keyndra himself always took the time to pick me up and deliver me.
This week I could see a tired look on his handsome face. Sometimes I feel sorry for him. This week I helped him with the task if there was one, and recorded a lesson for him, when he couldn't take a lesson because of training.
I want to protest with our sports teacher. But I can't do it, it's been a school decision. Fortunately it is still the first semester.try if it has entered the second semester, what is not the Keyndra meter?
May his sacrifice bear fruit for him as well as for our school.
Even these two days me and Keyndra only talk through cellphone, whether it's exchanging messages or placing a video call for a while.
What makes me more nervous is, Sandra became one of the organizers of this tournament for our school. I hate the negative thoughts in my mind. Because it disturbs my mood, like now. The shadow of their closeness as the two teased me even more.
I became more quiet than usual. And that makes my three best friends more chatty. There's just something they do, to make me laugh or talk.
"Cha, you're like someone who's been dumped knows not?" said Erika.
"No more kayaking, but still getting dumped" I replied weakly.
"Putusin Cha, if it only makes you sick! Guys a lot of times, Cha. Want me to know one of my oppa?" marina asked excitedly but I glanced at her lazily, while Erika clocked her head. The four of us are no different when it comes to halu. Both oppa Korean and cogan bucins in the novel.
I let out a breath.
The three girls just looked at me as the porch shook their heads.
And now as usual I choose in my own class, when my other friends go to the cafeteria. I was not interested at all even though I had been lured food by my three friends. I was too lazy to leave class.
I was now laying my face on the table, facing the wall. All I did was look at the photo of Keyndra in my mobile gallery and now I'm opening up my Instagram account.
We had a week together, and since two days ago he was not allowed to go to school because he was visiting his grandmother who was reportedly sick.
I miss seeing that guy's smile. I miss everything that was on him. Now I can only look at it through the mobile screen as I used to be when I was a secret admirer of an Aliester Keyndra Adijaya.
My broken heart seems to be cracking at the moment. When I opened the guy's instagram account, I saw a photo that made my heart crumble dimly without any form. I really can't stand this tightness and pain anymore.
My heart broke into pieces as I read some comments saying they were a good match. I admit, I'm nothing compared to Sandra who's more than me in any way. Comparable to Keyndra. But I'm honest, my heart can't accept that fact.
Yesterday Keyndra had no news at all. Should I stop here? Should I end this relationship? May I say Keyndra as a jerk?
"You're so mean? I am who are you really? If there's another girl why make me your girlfriend? You know what it hurts more when I love you in silence than like this? It hurts Key." I muttered while still looking at the photo of the two of them who were laughing as if the world belonged to both of them.
I couldn't see the picture, I turned off my phone immediately, and I put it in my bag.
"Evil keyndra. You guys don't have feelings" I muttered while wiping away the tears that were soaking my cheeks. From the beginning I saw the photo, I couldn't hold back my tears from coming out. Fortunately, the class atmosphere was still quiet.
"Me?" a voice interrupted my activities.
I moved my head, looking at the sound it was coming from. I widened my eyes a little as my eyes met with Keyndra who was now sitting beside me.
She smiles. "How are you, pretty Keyndra?" asked Keyndra porch wiping the top of my head.
Keyndra still smiled at me and looked at me. This week's smile I miss. I'm still trying to ease the tightness in my chest. Although at this time I was really disappointed in the guy, but I did not deny I was happy to see the guy I missed was in front of me.
Suddenly his hand rubbed both of my cheeks, and right then and there your gaze met for the umpteenth time. "Why cry? So evil I was, until I cried?" keyndra asked me with his fingers now rubbing my eyes.
I just shook my head. I could see that the guy felt guilty watching me cry. During the three months of our relationship, Keyndra could not see me crying, whatever the reason. Especially if the reason I cried was him, Keyndra would feel guilty as he is today.
And I hate that. I will forget my anger, my disappointment. I can't look at Keyndra with that guilt.
But now I want to express everything I feel. I was unable to hold it myself, unable to endure the pain in my heart that I had been keeping. If we have to end up here enough. I will try to accept it with great heart, if it's best for both of us.
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Do they break up, right??
What is the relationship between Keyndra and Sandra?
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