Diandra Dilemma
Meet the first love
Meeting good and handsome men is certainly the dream of every woman, not least me.
Diandra. Those who know me used to call me Dian. Born in Bandung 24 years ago. As a quiet girl and difficult to socialize well, sometimes it makes me feel that this world is so narrow, empty and boring, that one day there is one name that makes my whole world go only to her. First met, the heavy voice typical of an adult man and his smile that is so peaceful makes it difficult to forget a moment that I am grateful enough to make me always smile embarrassed if I remember it.
Arjuna is Mahendra's officer, a name that has finally become the new spirit in my empty life. It felt, if only I could stop time, I wanted to stop at my first meeting with him . But, is it possible?
Saturday afternoon in November .
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Morning by noon, exactly at 09:30 wib. Dena, my best friend and college friend was playing MP3s in her car while humming along with the song she played. The streets of Bandung this morning are quite sunny even though it feels shady, it looks like it will rain later in the afternoon, well at least according to the weather forecast I read .
Almost every day I hitchhiked in Dena's car, because in addition to our goals are the same, also because Dena does not like to let my best friend go to campus by public transportation, it is nothing new to me to ride in public transport.
Dena is indeed a typical dream friend, because in addition to good, he is also a very cheerful person and able to make the situation more alive. Unlike me who tends to be quiet, and prefers to be alone.
It didn't feel like we were even at our destination, and as usual, I would prefer to go to the library first before class starts at 11:00 p.m, and Dena would prefer to go to the cafeteria filling her unoccupied stomach. Well, because Dena never like breakfast at home , I don't know for her home cooking can only be enjoyed if the Mother who cooked it is not the aunt of the housekeeper.
And for almost two years, her mother never came home after a big fight with her father. Dena didn't tell me much about her family's problems, because I didn't want to know much about Dena not telling me. Although close friends, we never force each other to open up, if it does not feel the need to tell a story, it's okay we are still friends.
After a long time struggling with the books I read in the library, it was time to go to class. Well, boring indeed , but this is what my routine is like.
Finally I decided to go to the cafeteria while waiting for the rain to subside, in addition to filling my empty stomach as well of course.
Half an hour passed and the rain did not stop, I just decided to break through so I could quickly go home.
But just as my feet stepped a hand pulled me back.
"Now, let's not rain!" he said while giving me an umbrella.
"Eh, i-iya .. " I murmured softly because I was still shocked to get a gentle treatment from a man I didn't know.
Our eyes met each other, at once my time stopped for a moment to find the face of a foreign man who was so charming.His shady smile decorated with dimples Pipit that can bewitch anyone who saw it, making me peck helpless . "****!" my mind is waking up.
"Ma.. af, thanks for the umbrella!" nervous say.
He simply replied with a smile and a small nod as he passed.
Oh, and I forgot to ask God's name! If only I could chase!
After that, I really could never forget the shadow of her charming face, oh God if only I could turn back time, I really wanted to go back to that smile . Ah ...
