
"Yeeee ... Who wants to stay the same long time??"
Tito felt hurt hearing those words from Sila. Disappointment was clearly on his face. He tried to calm himself down for a moment before giving a response.
"It's up to you that it's a lo rasain" Tito said in a soft and slightly bitter voice. "Gue respect your decision and whatever it is that you're interested in, but I won't give up!" tweet again.
Tito tried to keep his emotions under control even though his heart was hurt. He realized that not everyone could feel or understand his feelings. Although it was bitter, he did not want to make the situation even more complicated or impose his feelings on Sila.
"What the hell are you talking about? Whispers are not clear fish cakes sound?"
Tito broke into hearing it, yet he endured all his might not to smile.
"Gok ... I'm talking about fish!"
Bego really lo Tito, obviously you ngaco if you say like him so soon! Maybe we're just not in line in terms of feelings, but I'm not gonna give up. I am comfortable with Sila. Inner Tito with a bit of a bitter smile. Realizing Sila's attitude was too ordinary today, it was completely different from before.
With those words, Tito turned around and left with firm steps. His heart still felt heavy, but he tried to accept the reality and continue his pace without expecting more from what was already there.
Please watch Tito leave with mixed feelings in his heart. He feels guilty for hurting Tito's feelings, but at the same time he also feels that he should be honest with himself. Sorry Tito ... I want to deket the same lo but I can't hurt your feelings. Maybe everyone thinks you're rude and passionate, but I just realized that you have a soft and warm heart. Inner Sila.
Disagreements and feelings that are not in line between them become a reality that is difficult to overcome. Please hope that in the future, the two of them can find peace and happiness in each other, even though at this time their paths are separate.
Although Tito was cold and seemed as if he was unaffected, behind his residence and silence was a deep tremor. His heart was wounded and he felt a deep disappointment. However, he chose to hide that feeling behind the cold mask he was wearing.
"Come ... Lelet is very lo. You want to go back by yourself?" sentak Tito who has now climbed on his motorbike. Staring at Sila who was walking doubtfully.
"I'm patient why the hell!"
Tito did not answer him, but both of his gazes were fixed on Sila who was now grabbing the helmet on the bike.
Tito tries to keep his distance and keep his own feelings. For him, it was the easiest way to protect himself from the possibility of further heartache. He had been hurt long before, the family was in disarray and did not want to repeat the same experience again.
In his heart, Tito hopes that his solitude and cold demeanor will be able to protect him from unwanted feelings. He tried to control his emotions and remained steadfast in front of Sila.
"It's not a matter of patience, I'm afraid you might return home! And I'll be wrong."
Please ride on the bike with throbbing lips, pushing Tito's back towards the front. He could not help himself from facing the truth. Reflecting on her pent-up feelings and questioning the choices she makes. "Bego lo Tito!" it's on itself.
It was only now that Tito felt a sense of comfort in someone, and wished all was as beautiful as what he wanted after feeling a deep sense of sadness.
The black-colored motor was speeding up, they both fell silent with their respective minds. Tito who yearns for warmth and a real relationship with others. However, he fears heartache and betrayal, and chooses to keep his distance. And Sila who initially only intended to use the feelings of Tito now actually felt afraid and doubtful.
Tito's obstinacy may not be visible to many, for him, harboring feelings in itself is a form of self-protection that he believes in. However, somehow Sila could see it easily. And in the silence of the night, he was still struggling with complicated feelings and deep confusion.
The journey was quite far and tiring as they both went to the beach that was outside the city. Occasionally Tito glanced back through the rearview mirror above his hand handlebar.
"Handle ... You want to fall?"