Love Rasa Kare
7. Fopping

A week has passed since that night. But Berlyn still often mused and aloof. His face was crumpled, moody and unattractive.

How not sad? The people he loved hated him. Even Yasmine's fanatical fans on campus, desperately scorned her. Some even called him the actor.

Actually, Julian didn't close his eyes to any of this. But Berlyn always forbade him to intervene. She did not want to, her identity as the young miss of the Jackson family was revealed.

"Bear us take a walk!" take Keyla who is now coming to Berlyn's house.

"Today there was the launch of your favorite branded bag" he said again.

"Go! I just want to be home." she replied.

"Ah, you are not happy. It's been a week" Keyla said.

"I'm sorry Key!" berlyn.

Keyla hugged her friend tightly. He knows how Berlyn is feeling right now. It must have been very painful. How not, his first love clapped one hand. And worse yet the person he loves now hates him very much.

This week Keyla routinely visited the Berlyn residence. Although just accompanying Berlyn sitting on the balcony of his room. He did not want his best friend to be too late in grief. There have been various ways to invite his friend to go out of the house. To forget his sadness. It was very difficult to persuade Berlyn.

"Thank you very much Key, has always been with me!" berlyn.

"It turns out like this it feels heartbroken." he added with a wry smile.

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A month passed, today Berlyn intends to head to the library borrowing some of the books he used to make papers. And he accidentally runs into Zyan. They are both silent. While Zyan was like indifferent to Berlyn.

"Yes, maybe this is better. By pretending not to know." muttered Berlyn.

The young Miss Jackson family is now seriously looking for some books that will be used. And now he seems to be reading those books. Until unknowingly time has shown 4 pm.

Some messages are seen in whatsapp. Apparently this afternoon he had promised to go with Keyla to watch a concert.

"Jeez, I almost forgot." he said.

Berlyn tidied up his books and hurried out of the library. And sure enough, Keyla had been waiting for him in the parking lot with her lips washed away. But Berlyn was deliberately bothering him.

"Come hunted!" get Berlyn in the car first.

"That's a hell of a bitch." - Keyla.

The two of them then went to the designated place. Berlyn and Keyla seemed to enjoy the music of the famous band they idolized. At 11 p.m., the two beautiful girls rushed home.

"Why do I have to go home at this hour?" keyla protests.

"Had to bring me, my job is not done yet." replied Berlyn.

"Yes, it's not fun! Rush to run away see the concert because of the duty doang" said Keyla.

"Let's go!" berlyn reply.

Berlyn was in a hurry to get to the car park. And not realizing it, there was a car that drove to get out of the basement. Keyla who was looking from behind, was immediately shocked and rippled hysterically.

"Berlyn watch out!!!" yell Keyla in panic.

Citt...

The driver then stopped the car. Almost the body of Berlyn hit the steel wagon, if the driver did not stop the speed of his car suddenly. Berlyn was immediately crouching in fear.

"I'm fine." replied Berlyn.

"Sir Zyan!" berlyn said as she looked at the owner of the car that the family was approaching.

"You.." the look on Zyan's face instantly turned sour. There was a hint of hatred from the look in his eyes.

"I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but I hope we won't see each other again. Because I'm so sick of seeing you" Zyan said.

"Keep out of my sight! Don't block my way! I'm too late to pick up my lady." he added.

Berlyn stood up and pulled over. There was a tremor in his chest. Is that so disbelief now the person he craves the most?.

"I'm sorry brother...!" berlyn.

For a moment Zyan stopped in front of his car and listened to Berlyn. Then very quickly slammed the door of the car and rushed forward leaving Berlyn who was still silent fixated there.

"Berlyn, are you all right?" ask Keyla to panic. While Berlyn just smiled and then hugged Keyla very tightly.

"Have a Bear, don't think too much! Everything will be fine." he continued, "Let's go home! I'll drive you."

Along the way, Berlyn was still thinking about Zyan's words. In his mind the woman wondered. Is it that bad as him?.

But or maybe because of Zyan's purity to Yasmine alone, which makes the man blind and able to be provoked.

"Why is there love when a broken heart hurts?" said sendu.

"Because with a broken heart we can learn to be wiser in giving our hearts to dock" Keyla replied.

"So smart-ass you are, the feeling of predicate is also still a perpetual singles." ledek Berlyn.

"Now to say. I'm not a single person." replied Keyla.

"Keep what dong if not single?" ask Berlyn.

"I'm still in the process of looking for future priests" Keyla replied.

"Yes, that's the same." Berlyn replied.

The two of them laughed out loud. And Keyla's heart was a little relieved. Because his friend did not dissolve in sadness. Quite the contrary, he was able to laugh and joke with her.

"I promise Bear, there will always be times when you need to. You are my best friend, my brother." Keyla said in her heart.

After thirty minutes, Berlyn had arrived at his residence. The beautiful woman hurriedly headed to her room. Feeling stifled, he went into the bathroom. And then soak in the bathtub. It seems that this time Berlyn also wants to clear her mind.

"Why is it so hard to forget your first love? It also hurts a lot to clap that hand" he said.

Berlyn then recalled the incident in the basement parking lot earlier. Huh really he just wanted to cry when Zyan said that. His heart really felt so sore. Like a thousand daggers.

"If I can't forget you here, then I'll walk away from you as you wish" Berlyn said.

It seems there will be a little sacrifice that the girl took to be able to forget the man who had successfully stolen her love at first sight. I don't know what Berlyn will do next.

"I hope in the next life, I don't love you." she hoped.

Berlyn, who had been content to soak, got up and went to the dressing room. He wore black knee-length sleeping pajamas. After combing her long brown hair, her body rested on the mattress. The intention to complete the task was only wishful thinking. Because the woman has now fallen asleep to her dreams.