Just a Story
Chapter 43 ~ When 'He' Tells a Story

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Alan patted the girl on the back and held her full of warmth and affection so that Ava was also more calm and free to tell stories.

"Lo can tell everything to, I."

"My SD friends are staying up next week."

Alan took off his embrace, and that's when he found his girl teary-eyed.

"Before I tell you, I want to ask you one question. Can you?"

The pugilist nodded weakly. "Can."

"What's your response to bullying?"

"Nonsensical, evil, heartless, and utterly unexcusable."

"just that? Don't want to add it?"

"Yes, that's all."

"OKs. I'll start telling you." Ava wiped her tears. He just didn't want Alan to see him cry, because it was so embarrassing. "But when I tell a story you can't talk, ask, or interrupt. Deal?"

The guy nodded, then shook Ava's hand in front of him. "Deal."

The girl smiled faintly, trying to restrain and strengthen herself. The moment the memory returned, the unhealed wound opened wide which made the blood slowly come out, as if the wound had never been healed before. That feeling, still felt very real in the depths of his heart.

"Many say that the most beautiful time was when we were children. At a time when we do not know the name of love, do not know anything, and only know one thing, namely play. Surprisingly, it doesn't apply to all three of us, me, Ana, and Agnes."

"Why is that?" alan asked, wondering and forgetting the deal.

The guy smiled clumsyly after getting a sharp shot from his girl. "Forget. Continue."

"First grade, precisely in fifth grade, the three of us like to be bullied by the same three boys in class. Don't know why they do it? Maybe, because at that time we always volunteer, argue, and do not want to obey them. In addition, maybe because we are easily fooled, ugly girls, children of underprivileged people, and disgusting who are absolutely bodo very and never take care of themselves or appearance."

The girl's eyes were back in tears, unable to hold back. The old wounds that he and his two friends had buried deeply reappeared to the surface. The pain was so excruciating. While Alan still faithfully heard and waited for Ava to tell a story. Trying to let the girl blow it all away.

"In the bully by birth and inner. Starting from insulted and denounced here and there, pelted with their used snacks, grabbed, kicked, scratched, until most often it was punched. As the three of us tried to fight back in self-defense, all of our items that they saw were instantly thrown away. That Abis, they left immediately, and we can only cry about their behavior. Actually starting from the third grade there's been a ngebully, but it's still very little and yet to be seen."

Now, Ava's tears were unstoppable, her lips were trembling, and her tears were flowing with great force. Alan gave a backrest for the girl, so that Ava a little power to return to the story.

"At that time we just thought that, 'It's good to think that it's normal to be in a friendship. Later will also definitely get along and make friends again as before', so we do not say the same parents or teachers at all. Until one day, we seem to have not been able to bear the treatment of the three men because every school home must be crying, and we make a deal if every in the middle of the road, every day, we'll wipe each of our tears dry. Kan, the distance between the same school our house is close, so the road is not necessary to use a vehicle. So, if you have arrived at home there is no such thing as crying or tears that look and remain fine as nothing happened before."

"But, there was one day when the three of us cried when we went home from school, and if it wasn't wrong when Ana's hair was pulled over, Agnes was poked on her shoulder, and the same book where my stationery was spat on was one of them. Each of our mothers was immediately shocked and wondered why we go home from school crying because usually not. And, inevitably, we tell everything from beginning to end, from third grade to 6th grade each of us goes straight to school because we want to tell the principal about the bullying and bring us as witnesses."

"But unfortunately, there is one of the children who ngebully we even pass in front of the house with his same Papa who is also a teacher at the school. When I got to school, each of our mothers was there and we were also crying when explaining it with very little detail and the principal decided he would act quickly to deal with it. In the morning, the principal called the three of them. We don't know they're there at all, but from that day on they've rarely bullied us."

"But that does not mean stopping there, physical bullying is rare, but verbal bullying is not finished, and it becomes even more so. The boys who saw us go to school even told that to a classmate, because presumptuously and boldly the three of us told them to the teacher. Until the news spread everywhere and we can just sit in class without giving any information."

Alan still remained silent without even cutting the girl's story. Do not forget to also look at Ava who is currently draining clear liquid from her eye pelup with a rush. It is undeniable, if he is sad enough and sad to hear it.

"Friends who are women certainly do not dare to be close to the three of us, for fear of being shunned and bullied as well. And, of course, we will never forget the people who are still good with us and do not stay away or bully in such circumstances, until whenever never will. In fact, if I can and can when I succeed later, I will meet them one by one to express my gratitude directly. I have high hopes for that"

"Soften, when we are sixth grade Elementary there is a misunderstanding that occurs. At that time, the three of us were gossiping in class during the break, Ana accidentally uttered the name of someone who where the name is the name of someone who lives around our house who is sorry for the julidnya. Damn, there is our classmate at the school whose name is the same, and our girl friends who horrified it automatically dong ngadu to them-they and the person."

"In friendship there must be a provocateurs name as the playwright and make the drama even cooler, good and bad. Well, it just so happens that there are girls who are like that in our class, and the ending is that we are married to a classmate because they believe the playwright. We can't get good and we can get bad. In the sense that we believe in the same and who remain willing to be friends with us under any circumstances."

"Then, our boy friends have hated us, plus the girl friends we have been up high to be rescuers even away from us ... Nope! Actually, they are not our saviors, but rather ourselves and the three of us who are saviors because they strengthen each other and survive in the worst circumstances. Gini loh means, when they have problems we must help as much and as we can, as much as we can, when there are those who hate because of their nature that is not liked by others we also blame them by staying by their side because we believe in him."

"But really, when we are in a state of kayak that even no one believes and away from the three of us. In fact, the girls do not stay away for long, like around a month, but not an old problem or unwillingness. The problem was that the pain they had been in was too deep. When they're having fun in the cafeteria joking around, playing together, we can just sit quietly in class and think "What the hell are we doing?""

"Good memories are sure to be yes, but maybe ..not too many of other kids our age, more bitter memories. That's why if asked to choose, I don't want to go back to that time because I'm fed up. Maybe I want to, but just to fight their torment."

"Who the hell, who wants to be bullied and shunned by people we already consider friends? Which maybe if we already believe to be a place to tell all things. We are not at all vengeful with all of them, but the pain is still very deep and feels chest tight. We have done everything we can, but all the efforts we have done have failed and have been in vain."

"That pain seems to be fused with ourselves. The pain is still just as painful as when they admit it all to us, and never change, move, or disappear from its place, as if they have their own space in there. A dark room without light, full of dangerous traps, and a creepy and gripping atmosphere." Highlight the girl's eyes were soft and sad while staring at the tree that was swaying due to the afternoon wind.

"Until we enter Junior High, we become children who are quite famous because in thinking that we are twins, but not. Luckily we go to school there, because there is no such thing as ngebully or ngehina, everyone is very good at the same, appreciating, accepting what we are, attention, and cool. Anyway, when in Junior High we just feel pleasure, and slowly the pain began to be buried deep. Yes ... not all pleasure anyway, there is suffering too. In the middle of ninth grade, we begin to learn to take care of ourselves for the better. And .. Be the Ava, Ana, and Agnes that everyone now sees."

Ava looked up. Staring at the white clouds with the clear sky baground is light blue. "And it turns out, it's like being bullied, it's really bad. When I was a teenager or adult, I just knew and realized that that's what the name 'Pembullyan'. I felt how tormented and sick it was to be bullied, lonely without a friend. I felt how the bully process was before my own eyes, and it was not just a story in novels or just fiction. That, it's in the real world."

"Therefore, every invited reunion the three of us never present in the middle of them because I also know that it will be very awkward and uncomfortable. I would hate them even more when I knew they were laughing and joking around right then and there, as if they had never come to their senses and done that to all three of us. Compared to the three of us, I am the hardest to forgive, forget, and never feel sincere."

Ava looked at Alan who had been staring at her, the girl was a little embarrassed because she was crying in front of the guy. "Lo can talk now."

"If you did, they would all be talking about the three of you without knowing the truth."

The girl being questioned smiled wryly then shook her head. "Gue doesn't care and bodo is very. As long as I don't hear what they're saying and as long as they don't talk about it in front of the three of us, I'm sure that we'll still be fine even if that's the opposite."

Alan's right hand turned Ava's head to look at him. "Gue can not do anything, while you have not been able to make peace with your heart, it means you also can not make peace with all of them. If you say you have tried to forget them, but still can not and they still remain in your mind, it means that the pain you feel has been in the stage of trauma. It's not an easy thing to heal."

The girl was silent for a moment in silence. "According to you, I'm wrong if I haven't been able to get rid of the pain completely?"

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...Written on 10 August 2020...

...Posted on 02 March 2021...

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