8 Stories, 8 days, 8th April: 6,7,8 April

Railway Station

I kept thinking. "What should I do then? He come to be real". I spent the night before in the city in my friend's loft. She knew about the story. and she said " He'll come here to confess his feeling I guess,"

I shook my head. " No, he will not'

I was quite sure. I would not forget the things he said to me: "I dont want to be in relationship, especially long distance relationship,'

I was about to be ready, if he somehow didnt want to prolong the story. "Yeah, sooner or later it will come, he will be gone, and perhaps tomorrow is the time"

So there I was, standing with my friend, after he called me, waited for him and his friends. "Restless heart, but hey, he is my friend, nothing to be worried about". Still I couldnt be calm, I was a bit nervous.

Like a slow motion in movie, I could easily recognize him. The guy who appeared to accompany me for almost 4 months...

He said hi, as if nothing happened. Me too, talked to him as if nothing happened.

Travel

he had never been here before. I took him travel around the city along with my friends.

he ignored me. he didn't even see me, he treated me as if I were new to him. He avoided me. So sad. I was deeply sad. Why couldnt he treat me like he treat my other friends? He didnt even try to talk to me about us. I just knew, it was time to let him go.

Couldn't really sleep. Still thinking about what happened during whole day. Yeah, the question was already answered and the answer was no. It was okay. But dunno why I was sad.

He texted me after I was about to sleep, we didnt text each other on that day. 

" Dont forget to take Isya prayer"

I smiled. At least, he still wanted to be my friend. I replied, with no expectation, without any excitement. Realistic as it should be.

7 April

he still treated me as stranger. I treated him as normal. I was tidying up my feeling. I was trying to be sincere,   with no expectation.

The event, the reason he came, was about to be over. I knew it was never gonna happen. He called me out, still remembered his ridiculous face. 

H: "Hey, I was about to go home."

M: "So? Like I care"

H: "Just sit for a while, so what is the answer? I come here rite, you gotta fulfill your promise: you will give the answer only if I come here"

M: " No way"

I was shocked. he remembered. I was embarrassed, he asked the question in front of anyone.

then when everyone was busy with their own bussiness.

We talked. He confessed :)

we were about to go home. he was about to go home. suddenly sad. 

and along the way, he kept asking me about my feeling. I didnt answer. Then,

"Pacaran, yuk?"

Simple. Yeah as simple as that but complicated enough to make butterflies in my stomach flew.

8 April

It's a yes.