Fell In Love With My Arogan
My Turn ~ See It With Others

Season two

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Song reference for this part, Park Won__My Turn.

My turn is indicated for Gavriel, so if there is a title with this prefix. This means that it leads more to what Gavriel feels.

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Wijaya Residence

Gavriel pov

Right now I was sitting in front of Daddy, looking at me with a flat expression as usual, but there was something slightly different from his expression.

Wh why?

Ahem!

Deheman from Daddy, made me look at Daddy with a questioning expression.

"What's wrong with your face, Gavriel?"

Uh! Right, I was sitting in front of Daddy because of a small cut on the corner of my lip, if not for this I would have been sitting in front of my laptop screen.

"Nothing, just misunderstanding."

I just answered as I could, without elaborating, because I knew the more explained Daddy would not believe it.

"Hn. Done already?"

I nodded, then Daddy held out something towards me, with me taking it right away.

A key, like for where I live.

"So, how's the problem. Do you understand, and give up."

The deg!

I didn't understand at first, with a discussion of what Daddy was saying. But when I heard the word surrender, I understood and nodded my head slowly.

"Hn. It's better than I don't give clarity" I replied briefly.

I heard Daddy sigh, then lean back leisurely on the sofa.

"Do you have a hunch, can't handle this well?"

"No, of course I can. I can definitely surpass Daddy," I argued, when Daddy doubted my ability.

"Well, Daddy just wants whatever's best for you, Gavriel."

"Thanks, Dadd."

After that, we also discussed my education later, in New York precisely at EF Academy.

Yeah ... I will continue one year of senior high education, to take my diploma and continue to Harvard University.

School with a fast education system, so that I can quickly also take control of Daddy's company there, when Unkel Dani took over first, while waiting for me to finish my education.

This is also my reason for letting go of my feelings, because I know that when I dive into a world like Daddy, I won't have time to think about anything else, until I was able to reach and hold it tightly in my hand.

I do not want to be greedy with what I want to achieve later, because what we get is not necessarily in line with what we imagine.

I'm capable, of course I'm sure of that.

And also, I took it off not only because I was afraid of not being able to live it well, but I was afraid of curbing it in a feeling I couldn't quite make sure of.

I couldn't possibly tell her to wait for me, whereas I didn't know when I would return from my time of struggle.

I could not promise her happiness, for I was sure that if I was there I would definitely drown in my own world, without remembering that I had someone I had to look out for.

I couldn't hold her hand when she needed someone to comfort her.

I couldn't wipe away her tears when she was sad, because I wasn't with her anymore.

Also ... I can't give a normal life like a couple, because the long distance separates us, so I won't force my will on him.

After finishing our discussion, I walked out of Daddy's office, walking towards my room which was only one room away from the office.

My sister__Selyn seemed to be in her room, busy setting up her acceleration.

I smiled proudly at her, because after class, my sister was no longer a ninth grade student but a tenth grade student, with the same school as my cousin and best friend.

Selyn longed to be with me and the other two sisters, but baby, when El came I wasn't in their midst anymore.

Huf ....

It seems like my lifespan will be getting less and less, as I've been sighing lately.

Immediately I entered my room, canceling my intention to talk to my dear sister, my sister who was worried with teary eyes when she saw the wound on the corner of my lips.

Chequek!

Blam it!

Skips

The morning came quickly, I was currently standing in front of a mirror as tall as my body, was tidying back the uniform I was wearing and having felt enough with my appearance today, was, I went out of the room with my sister who also came out of her room.

"Good morning, Mom! The wound doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" asked my sister, with a worried expression visible in both her eyeballs.

I smiled slightly, with my head nodding and patting my sister's head dearly.

"Of course, El. Don't worry."

My sister nodded slowly, then we walked down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen, approaching our parents who were waiting for us to start breakfast together.

The breakfast event was still as usual, filled with chatter about small things, so that we did not feel our food.

I set off with Slyn, who this time did not talk much and was busy with the module book in her hands.

"The crafter, who wants to be a high school boy," my god, with my sister who just saw me to get back together and refocus on the book.

"Bleece ... Just be jealous."

Basis ... I'm sure, if El knew the truth, he'd be mad at me.

I purposely tell you this later, when I'm tomorrow or the shabby will actually leave for New York.

I didn't want to get my sister's spirit distracted, thinking I was going to leave.

Not long after, the car I was driving finally reached in front of my sister's school gate. I patted his head as usual, encouragingly with him peeping back at my cheek, right at the corner of my injured lip.

The cup!

"El dear Mas, Mas don't get hurt again well. El was sad," he murmured, with me condemning myself.

Basic sucks, makes my own sister sad.

"Sure, this is the first and last. El, take it easy, ok," I said, then my sister left the car, with me staring at her death.

Even after this I can't take care of my sister, I'll leave her for a time I can't decide.

Damn, why success is so hard to achieve.

I rewind my car, back on my way to the direction where my school was, after turning off the song that was played El, a song that made me refrain from turning off the song right then and there.

Sad song from gingseng__Korea. The song is called My Turn, which means it's my turn. The lyrics with extraordinary meaning struck my heart, as I gave up on him now being happy with others, and then waited for my turn to make him happy, replacing the task of someone who had once made him happy.

Uh! Ribet once, when it was just a song, but why lately I baper with a bad song.

Shooting songs are not yes, the lyrics are repeated the most to make me upset.

It is easy to express feelings, but living it is very difficult.

Moreover, my best friend is the son of Daddy's best friend.

More than just diffucult, if you know.

Okay stop, don't discuss the unnecessary, I'd better get to my class, to avoid the gaze that looks at me curiously.

Just seeing me hurt just a little bit was curious, how about they know if I beat up a kid yesterday.

No beating, only replying one punch, no more.

Entering the class, I immediately sat on my bench that was still uninhabited, whether where the other person was even though the other bench had been occupied by their respective owners.

This bench is only a few weeks away, because after the class exam, I will leave this school which means leaving this class as well.

I opened my bag, picked up a book and took out a laptop to do some errands, before the lesson began.

Not long after one by one my classmates arrived, including him__my best friend who came with my upperclassman, delivered to the front door of the class and as usual chatted casually in front there.

Even though I had cast a sincere mantra in my heart, in fact it was all unbearable, as my heart beat with a fast rhythm that made me sick and uncomfortable.

No, I can't be like this. It's for his good, I should be able to forget this taste.

Then I was more focused on my work, typing also check the line of words on my keyboard and laptop screen.

I have to do a lot of activities, so that I do not think about things that make me think of heart problems.

Not long after the entrance bell rang, I breathed a sigh of relief when I finally did not need to look anymore, the painful sight of the eyes in front of me as before.

This was the first day I decided to ignore my pain. The next day I also had to see him laughing with the other friends, with the upperclassman participating.

It seems, that upperclassman followed my advice, to make the most of the time when my best friend was heartbroken.

Good ... I'd rather see him happy with others, than tear out, just because I'm the new one aware of this feeling.

The next day was still like that, but at least not only with our upperclassmen my best friend could laugh like that. But with the other girls, who happen to be one group in her cooking club.

Though he couldn't cook and said he didn't want to go to the cooking club, he also said he just wanted to join the karate club, so he could fight to protect my sister.

Funny, I should have protected them.

This is the seventh day I stayed away from him, with him who was also ignorant not wanting to see me, only when there was Ezra and El that we could be in the same place. The rest, he'll avoid me.

Better so, good Queeneira.

Your love and affection for me should be forgotten, otherwise you will only get hurt.

The day after tomorrow is our first exam, I will be in a different exam room and at a different time, with two people always with me.

I was separated from them, because our alphabets are not adjacent.

It's okay, because I'm sure the two of them can get through this well and smoothly, without any shortage of a single thing.

Before the exam begins, the school holds a day of rest, where students are allowed to relax with the activities they want to do.

I myself prefer to sit in the basketball stadium, see Ezra who is practicing basketball with our teammate down there.

Then my other best friend and his cooking club, Ezra said they would practice noodle cooking.

I wanted to taste it, but how could she give it to me.

Tired of just sitting there watching them play, I stood up from my seat and walked out of the stadium, while dribbling the basketball in my hands to the floor, causing a reflection sound to accompany my footsteps.

I want to go around the school for the last time. I'm sure that after the exam I don't have time, busy with the files and paperwork of my move to a new school.

I don't know where I want to go, obviously I just want to go around the school by myself without any distractions.

Dugm! Dugm! Taps! Taps! Dugm! Taps!

The hallway grew quieter, as I walked towards the back of the school.

Why am I here, I better go back to the other corridor, see another place that I think is better, than a place with memories of not wearing for me.

Just as I was about to turn around to leave the back garden, my ears accidentally heard the voice of a woman's annoyed cry, a voice I knew who, followed by the voice of a man I also recognized, not far from where I stand right now.

Queeneira!

My brain warned me not to go further than this, but my heart was not in line and ordered my feet to keep approaching the source of the sound.

No more than this, go now.

The more my brain tells me to leave, the faster my legs approach the source of the sound.

"Well! If it's not good, don't eat it!"

Are they together to eat the food of Queeneira's cooking practice? I ask myself.

"No! Too bad, tubazir oy!"

Of course, he would eat it even if it was not tasty, because he liked the person who made it.

"Reason! Return it and get out of here!"

Will I have another chance, to eat your hand-made food, Queene.

"Oh! Ngussy! Look at the reply."

"Victory base!"

"Don't yell, someone will hear!"

You idiot! You two are indeed yelling at each other, fit and compact if you are together, my mind with a feeling of pain.

"So, I was screaming, thinking!"

Right, exactly you two yelled at each other, Queene.

"Oi! Haven't gelud!"

"Come on! Who's afraid!"

Finally I reached where the two were sitting, even though they were both fighting, in fact the mouth used to talk, still devouring what was on each plate.

Queeneira, you're happy now, right? So, I'm glad to leave you with him.

Enough's enough!

I've seen it, I better go back to the stadium or go home to calm my heart.

Finally my turn came, when I saw you were not with me and with the others.

Well ... Queeneira, keep smiling like that.

Because other than a smile, your face does not deserve other expressions.

I love you, my friend.

Seriate.

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