MY BEAUTIFUL SOLDIER
I WANT TO BE ALONE

Two weeks later, school and college began. Rafael goes to medical school, Yasa goes to nursing, while Marco majors in law.

This morning, Marco felt lonely again. He was supposed to be returning to pick up his sister, but in fact he was alone in the car.

Even so, Marco was delighted that Mirelle looked happier in her current place. Marco could feel it just by hearing his voice.

"I promise to be an independent person, not spoiled, and not crybaby. I'm going to be a tough girl, like Xena the Warrior Princess," Mirelle said as she contacted her yesterday, which immediately made Marco smile.

Marco's arrival was welcomed by Rafael and Yasa who had been waiting for him. They will undergo the introduction together, because all new students from all majors, will gather in a very large multipurpose room.

"You're late, Mar! Do you have to drive Elle first?" ask Yasa.

"Hmm" answered Marco.

During these two weeks Rafael never got a phone call, be it a video call or a voice call, from Mirelle. There was not even a short message that the girl had sent him.

Weirdo? Yeah, Rafael felt like his life was weird. He had even been watching his phone all day, hoping for at least a message notification from Mirelle. But none of that ever happened.

"Maybe he has given up and will not bother me anymore, especially after knowing that I have a lover," said Raphael.

"Hi!!" it appears Marsha is approaching the three and begins to stand between Yasa and Rafael.

"I go first" said Marco and immediately left his two best friends with Marsha, who used to be his sister's best friend.

"Would you like to be here? Don't want to pay off debt, right? Not now, I've told you that I'll pay later" said Yasa. He does have a debt to Marsha because the salary he has sometimes can only close the hole and finally dig again, so that he can live a month ahead.

"debt? Don't think about it anymore" Marsha said, "I'm here to see Rafael."

"Are you serious?" ask Yasa.

"Yes, I'm serious. After all, your debt has been paid off without rest, even I get more," said Marsha.

"Who paid it off?" ask Yasa to know.

"Marco, your best friend paid it off."

Yasa immediately looked towards Marco who had already stepped far enough towards the multipurpose room. He retreated from there and followed Marco.

Meanwhile, Marsha began to hold onto Rafael's upper arm.

"Raf, you know that I came here to see you on purpose? I'm truant but I'm so glad to have met you" Marsha said.

"I don't care and it has nothing to do with me. I have to go" said Rafael, who slammed Marsha's grip.

"I'm coming, I'm going to pura to be a bary student and sit next to you, Raf," Marsha seemed to have no shame and did not care about Rafael's refusal. He believes that Rafael actually has feelings for him, because Rafael cannot use himself just to heat up Mirelle's manation, there must be something else. That's what Marsha says.

Rafael can only cluck annoyed and continue to push Marsha who wants to stick to him. He thought he had now been freed from Mirelle, but it turned out to come a creature that was even more annoying than his best friend's sister.

*****

"I go home first" said Marco and set foot into the parking lot of the University.

"Mar, wait!" yasa said, "You don't want to get together first? I'll treat you as a sign of my gratitude."

"I told you not to thank me. It was all Mirelle's wish. He said it's better to owe him than Marsha, the flowers are much smaller."

The suddenness of that made Yasa laugh out loud. Mirelle was the most able to joke with him.

Yasa even laughed to himself when imagining what he was thinking right now.

"No, Mirelle's not home. He's gone" said Marco.

"Go? Looks like Elle's gone a lot, Mar?" ask Rafael.

However, Marco did not answer Rafael's question. He decided to get in his car and get out of there.

"Sister misses you, Elle," Marco murmured before the car he drove drove away from the University grounds.

"Why does he never answer my question? Why Marco feels so far away from me. Is he having a problem?" rafael's mind is watching Marco's departure.

"We had lunch together!" take Marsha, "I'll buy it. I rarely miss school and can treat you like this."

But Yasa and Rafael did not seem to pester him. The two soon leave from there, leaving Marsha alone. Marsha again clenched her hand because she felt she was not considered by Rafael or Yasa.

Arriving at the House of Frederick, Raphael went into his bedroom. He went into the bathroom to clean himself up, before he planned to go downstairs and meet Mom Queen.

After taking a shower, Rafael stepped towards his wardrobe and started to get dressed. And no matter what incitement from where, he took another cell phone that he often used for personal matters, to contact someone.

The number you are calling is inactive.

Yes, repeatedly Rafael tried, but the result remains the same, no one answered his call, sometimes not connected at all.

"There's no way Mirelle would have thrown away her phone number which I think is so good" Rafael murmured.

Rafael finally decided to go down. His eyes were round and his hands were clenched, Rafael did not like the presence of the girl there.

"Have you finished cleaning yourself?" ask Mom Queen.

"Here you go, Mom" replied Rafael.

"It is fitting that Mirelle continues to be determined to get closer to Rafael. Seeing her like this, I don't want them to meet again either. I'm more convinced that I love him and Rafael loves me too. Maybe he was just shy and awkward when he came close to me," muttered Marsha confidently. He did not take his eyes off Rafael.

*****

"Gelle!"

"Sister! What's calling me?" ask Mirelle.

"How did you learn at school? Can you follow him well?"

"of course! Mirelle is that," said Mirelle confidently.

"How about my offer yesterday, are you ready?"

"I ..."

A notification came into Mirelle's phone. He also asked permission to read a short message that was sent by his beloved brother. There is a photo sent by Marco which shows the intimacy between Rafael and Marsha in the University parking lot.

I want to be alone" said Mirelle.

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