Fell In Love With My Arogan
You're My Best Friend, But I Love You.

Season two

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Song reference for this part, Exo__Lucky.

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"You are my best friend, but I love you so much, like I love my parents and my sister. You mean it in my life. To me you are everything. I don't want to be far from you."

"Sometimes I feel very selfish, when I get angry when I see you with others, when I'm nobody, I'm just a friend. Don't know why, but it would obviously be very upsetting to see it, angry and unacceptable."

"Don't ask why, because I don't know why either. But one thing is for sure, I love you so much, Queene. I don't want you to be away from me. But, if you are happy with another, I will learn to accept it."

In her room, Queene, who had just finished the bathing ritual, walked with her hands busy drying her hair half-wet.

His heart pondered again the words of his best friend, who explained with a serious look of face, staring and holding his hand. Dividing anxiety through the squeeze of a hand, which he realized if his best friend until now is still confused, even though his feelings have been clearly illustrated.

"So, am I just going to wait or am I going to have to settle for a hundred friends, who have always made me feel imprisoned."

He walked and stood in front of the dresser, observing the shape of his face. Still with his hands busy rubbing his hair, but stopped to pay attention again, apparently a physical similar to the Baba.

"But, like you said, Queene. Even though you or I will have a partner. Don't forget, if we're forever going to be friends, and no one's going to be able to deny that."

"But, I feel, if you can already feel it. Yes, Gavriel," murmured Queeneira, staring with her head lightly, continuing the dreadful event of hair as she walked towards her study table.

"Why are you so easy to make me melt," he continued with a deep snort.

Finished with the show drying hair, Queene turned on the laptop and opened the file application, precisely a gallery with hundreds of neatly stored photos.

Opening, moving and looking is what he did, repeatedly until almost a quarter of the photos moved from the camera, into his laptop.

Every now and then he would stop, remembering the photos and what his activities were, which were plastered on his laptop screen.

Smiles, stiffness, and headbands are not absent to repeat, when remembering the times he went through, the times when he was still not aware of everything.

This is the reason for being happy, when his best friend was not close to others. This is the reason for being happy, when his best friend was only comfortable with him, even though many women want to be close to his best friend.

"This is a gift or a disaster, if in fact the status of friends makes you always avoid when there is a question, who I am in your eyes." Queeneira continued to move the photo, although occasionally his lips would grumble or smile.

"Gavriel's a fool" he said.

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Satisfied moving photos, although there are still many that must be moved. Queeneira turned to the rows of books on the shelves on his study desk, his textbooks. But that was not his concern, but his blue-covered book. An old book, a long time ago, a book that belonged to him and his two best friends.

Actually filling this up is just him and Ezra, whereas Gavriel will only fill in occasionally with foreign numbers and then give it to him again.

"Why just numbers, Tav?"

"Secret, means not to know."

"But you wrote it here?"

"Then don't look at it."

Pfft!!!

His laughter almost exploded, remembering the funny behavior of his best friend, who said like it was clearly a book together.

But really, he is still confused by the numbers written by Gavriel.

In his heart he thought, what because Dirga was a successful businessman, then Gavriel also became obsessed with ambiguous numbers, which of course makes him dizzy immediately.

His hand stretched out to pick up the book with the blue cover of the sky, pulling it slowly did not want to make the other book fall apart, finally the old book was in the clapper of his hand.

A smile adorned the face of the only child couple Wardhana and Modnoe. Gently rubbing the outer cover, instantly his childhood memories danced beautifully, so that the smile turned into a rascality.

Uh! Almost three years ago, this book was not seen again. Exactly when he entered junior high school.

Before opening the book, Queene took a headset and connected it to her mobile phone, selecting songs and songs from Exo__Lucky filled her hearing room, then opened page by page the memory book in front of her.

The first page he opened, containing introductory notes, with neat writing typical of SD children. His names are Gavriel and Ezra.

The second page and the next he opened, changing to page one to another, after he read a glance while chuckling.

Arriving at the next page, a paper with neat writing typical of his best friend, who at the age of eleven years has been able to count and work on problems for the upper class.

His forehead frowned, as he remembered and felt that he had seen the same number, with the number written in the book before him.

616

He seemed to have seen, in addition to this new memory book he opened again.

"Wait ... I'm no stranger to this number, 616. But where well, I forgot."

The more he thought, the more curious he was, but curiosity was not enough, when he did not know the answer to his curiosity.

The only way to find out is to ask the author.

It was not only the writing of 616 that confused him, but also the many elongated numbers, which made him even more curious, what these numbers actually meant.

"It's not an account number, is it," murmured Queeneira puzzled himself. Scratching his head, dizzy suddenly when he did not know the answer.

It is better to be given the task of memorizing, than the task of counting numbers.

"Somehow, I'd better take a break," Queeneira broke up, before closing the book with a small smile.

"Lusa has entered the school, I hope there will be nothing annoying anymore" Queeneira pinta with her eyes closed and a deep sigh.

"I love you too, Gavriel. But my love is different from you."

The deg!

Oh my God!

Instantly his eyes opened again, then quickly turned over, to cover his flushed face.

"God! I wish Gavriel knew what I meant, if not, don't make her remember."

Queeneira did not go to sleep fast, he woke up on his bed, with his eyes staring at the ceiling of the room, then shook his head and covered his face again.

"It sucks!" he cried annoyed with the face in the pillow, so that his exclamation made him not until heard until out of the room.

At the same time, in Gavriel's room.

Gavriel's activities are not much different from those of Queeneira. It sits in front of a laptop that is on. His fiancee's fingers nimbly danced over the keyboard, with his eyes focused on looking at the laptop.

What's Gavriel doing?

Gavriel is completing the folmulir, which must be sent by him as soon as possible. He should have sent this on vacation, but unfortunately he did not have time to check e-mail, when he felt if the holiday time was more meaningful. But thankfully, if the time is still there until tomorrow.

Send

After making sure if the e-mail is sent, he took out an account and switched to another file. A photo file, let alone one he saw if it wasn't a photo.

In line with the file name stored neatly, files with the name 616 is the main purpose, when intending to see and insert photos of the owner of the code, to be stored neatly lined with old photos.

As he moved the photo, he suddenly remembered the words spoken by his best friend, as he and his best friend were sitting opposite to him who revealed how much he loved his best friend, just like he loves his parents and his sister.

He himself does not know why he can say it fluently, what is this because he is too afraid to lose Queeneira, when usually he only keeps to himself what he feels.

His fear, his unreality, his possessiveness, his affection, his anger are always one, when he is thinking about his best friend.

His finger typed the password number, put it as a password to open file 616, and instantly hundreds or thousands of photos plastered neatly, with a variety of activities immortalized in the form of images.

"The photo this time is a little, it's because of me. I'm the last one to keep you away from me" murmured Gavriel as she looked at the number of photos she managed to move.

"This is deliberately kept with all the smiles of your various kinds, because I don't want to keep sad things, if that's you."

Finished with the event of moving photos, Gavriel went out of the file and turned off the power of his laptop, preparing for a break. He was tired after a long day of walking, sat five hours on a plane, and still had to sit with his feet bent in front of his best friend.

Speaking of sitting with his knees bent, he recalled again with his absurd thoughts, about him and his best friend who acted like a lover, a couple who was like a quarrel.

"Or because I was too psyched, afraid Que would get angry if I didn't apologize immediately," thought Gavriel with a headband, walking towards the balcony of his room, looking up at the sky above. The thing he really likes, to see the sky in the day or night. Day with his favorite blue sky, then night with the moon and stars adorning.

"ah! I haven't talked to Daddy and Mommy. I just offended with no intention, but it seems like Dadd knows that my question is not just a question" muttered Gavriel as he remembered something no less important.

Although not necessarily, but somehow he was convinced by his feelings, if he would get this opportunity.

"I have to talk about this right away," he broke up, then stepped in to prepare for a break.

Slashing down his body slowly, Gavriel placed his arm over his forehead and tried to close his eyes.

"I love you too, Gavriel. But my love is different from you."

His eyes that had been closed, quickly opened again when he heard the last words of his best friend, as if ringing near his ear. Though he had forgotten the words spoken by his best friend, before his best friend hurriedly came out of his room.

"Different affection, what does it mean," murmured Gavriel with various speculations.

"Why is there such a strange feeling of affection and love, if it is so difficult to understand," continued Gavriel grumbled, trying to close his eyes again but unfortunately failed.

"Akhs! It sucks!"

Tonight Gavriel deserted to sleep fast, when his calm mind was interrupted again by the statement of his best friend. And he could only ask his friend, for he was sure that no one would be able to answer him but his own friend.

And it turned out that not only was Gavriel not sleeping, but Queeneira too, who was ashamed and also self-cursed of the courage she had suddenly obtained.

Both of them were unable to sleep, dizzy thinking of strange but pleasant feelings at the same time.

Ask anyone to play with their heart, feel for yourself when you feel restless, but again fun at the same time.

Seriate

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