my short story

 this is my short story to fulfil assignment prose and poetry 

created by : @ekauliyanti

                                                               Meet you

          The longer thought, would probably not understand. I love you, it's only explanation I know. You with all of you that you always say with the word "no idea", "not important.''
"Do not have to talk about," and thousands of "do not" make the other more mysterious, has put me to sleep.
          This time, let's trace our footsteps, since the way we met and then all of a sudden it hit me, the way we are. Let us begin to open the memories, of ourselves since met. Let us remember that there is in our past together.
The first saw you, I never thought I would become so fond of. You're not handsome, but I think not bad. You're mediocre in the middle of all those who saw the time of admission of new students. Only the eyes that make you different, yes ... your eyes are so warm brown color. I like chocolate, to be seen.
          I do not like you when Aida girl who sat beside, like you said. I would consider common sense Aida. I still do not like you when Aida asked for my help to approach you, so I agreed.
I start my mission, approach you. I was always there no matter where you go, follow like a tail. I thought you were going to be sick and that always bothers me away with my stupid questions for a variety of Aida staged approach you.. But kindly ask you to answer about your full name, address and phone number, when you re out, family and other things that used to ask a matchmaker.
          You're kind, very kind. You sense, very understanding. You're offering me a friendship. And I like you, I started to notice you, but back then I still love you. Aida was a good girl, but I do not want you to have. He's spoiled, he will trouble you. He's also selfish, I'll be around you anymore. He's also easy to move hearts, I'm afraid you're hurt. I'm a bad matchmaker, I frustrate the intention of Aida near you by saying I love you too. At that time I was lying because I do not have a special feeling, a strange taste that I think currently I think at that time.

          Since then, in between we established a close relationship. We know we are friends, but people always misunderstand. They think we're dating. We do not bother with it, of course ... to take care of something only what will ruin our good relationship? We are together every day, at school or on the streets. We share the laughter and jokes, share stories, love each other and look after each other. Not even that confusion will occur in our time, though people ask what the name of our relationship. If going out, we would reject the title. If friendly, they think we are too close to no one else who can approach any one of us. Me and you will only answer, friendship is more valuable than going out and we just wanted to look after each other.
          Just a little, let's remember one incident that reflects our closeness. When our class do you remember I once passed out at schoolI was sickly from childhood, so my mother always said I should not be too tired, can not eat haphazardly. The pain that had always haunted me long gone since I've always happy in school, yes ... school is fun especially since I have one friend like you. I lost it, I forgot the rules that have to fulfill your. And my body could no longer hold all the toxins I put in voluntarily, I burden on my body and eat away my heart. As I know, dear heart, and I used to be widespread loss of consciousness.
Do i trouble you? All panic, I know, I heard all the commotion of people who worried me, you remember, the teachers take turns massaging me? I am a very troublesome student.. When I opened my eyes , mischievous smile that greeted. All day you come with me, whether you're really sincere, or just to avoid a math test of our teachers who like to make about the terrible yet beautiful person.
          Since then you're like me less attention. Many of you advised me you're also banned. You look like my mother, why do guys really fussy! At that time I was really sick of your voice that meets the ear cavity so that eventually all of your advice just go out on the right ear and left ear or vice versa, but now I really miss your voice to pay attention all to myself. Or also when we take a stroll along from noon until late afternoon that bored just to keep me company. You treat me like a lady, do you prioritize all of me, he .. he .. you remember the bus driver laughed at us when we hold hands when crossing the road?
          However, you also made me sad abysmal when you begin to pick out with your friends . You prefer to playing playstation, biking, and ... I do not know what you do with them. What time you're tired of me? I'm a bitch? Or are you tired of my friends keep laughing at us? The reason I did not want to know, you should not silence me like that. Then to get your attention back, I was pretending to be sick again. Right now I just want to be honest with you. I love pretending to be unconscious so that you carry me to the sick bay and then wait for me until I realized you were patiently waiting for me. Excuse me, I lie and make you worry, I can see from your eyes..
          Maybe I became more and more like you then turn into love after we split up because it went at different schools. I miss you being by my side with a very highly. I want to hear your voice, smell you smell, feel the sigh breath, feel your heart beat is normal ... it is definitely all about you. But suddenly you're away from me, farther than ever before. You're always asking questions let me curious about you. I do not know haru confused and unsure of yourself. Why should a half? Why do not all hate? Finally I know why you say that. Half of it is love right?. If true then it looks so funny, so it means we are together equal to hide those feelings. I do not know is it true this conjecture because you can never tell the truth.
          Why did this have to happen like this. I now no longer possible even met you. Why did you leave me. I could not restrain my tears even though I know you do not like me cry. Please let me maenangis.aku do not know, where I could see your brown eyes. I do not know where I can get a beautiful smile as soft as yours. I do not know ... and no way I could get in your place because I know no one can replace you, I thought I'd leave so that I do not have to feel pain like this. I was really mad at you. I wanted to beat you as it once was when you made me angry. But I'm more mad at me that until the last moment to keep the hate you in my heart.
          "Ane, let's go home! Your body is still weak, after all, been a long time you were there. You should not be too regret his departure, it only worsens the course, "Aida's voice that drove me to present before this, I immediately remove my tears. with a smile on her lips, as you teach, I replied, "wait a minute lagi.aku would like to thank him." Aida just sighed and nodded resignedly. He certainly knew there was nothing to her she made me leave pusaramu are still red and covered with flowers crumb.
          For his last time, I want to thank you. You should not have to dust off just because I'm dying to hear, or at least you do not need to give your heart so that we can die together. But thank you because you have done all that. With at least without you saying I can not believe half rasamu that you say is love. With your time you gave me, I will live with a happy, happier than ever because I know your heart beats with every stride. Now, I say goodbye to you. Maybe after this I will go and visit the old new. Wait for me. Now I will go and I will not turn again to your cemetery.