My Friend in Primary School
Chapter 2
Maybe if I hadn't married her, I wouldn't have known what it was like to be loved and loved as sincerely by men. Even my father's love and affection I'm not sure is that sincere.
"Today is a holiday, baby, do you want to go home or go for a walk?", he asked me this morning.
" The weather is really good for a walk, but I'm mager ya mas".
"So you want to be home? If so today we quality time at home aja, you gausah cook or some houses, later we order food just for us to eat".
" Well really? And then I suddenly want to play out of the house how?"
"Judah just go play, is it hard baby?" he answered while pinched my nose.
Yes, I am very lucky to be married to this man. From the time of approach to marriage, he never said rude or even acted rude.
My day off was really fun. We tell stories, watch tv together, order our favorite food, to joke together.
I remember how we started this relationship. The beginning of exchanging news with him occurred when we sat on the High School bench. At that time I moved to another city following my parents who moved to work.
"It's xyna huh? My SD is not it?" We communicated through one of our social media. I was still confused as to who he was, recalling his name.
"yes, which dion is it?" ask while still remembering.
"You ain't inget, are you? We're the classmate from class 1 to class 5".
" Oh, Dion likes to be with Affai, right?" I asked who remembered.
"Well, really, what's up, eh how's it going? Long time I've been looking around to find out about you, finally now just dapet, where now?".
"God be kind, how are you? I'm in Pekanbaru now, are you still in Medan?".
" Wah a bit far yes, I think you are still in North Sumatra, he knows it is different province yes".
Me and him at school never communicated at all, even if we passed each other just throw a smile. So who would have thought we would have feelings for each one.
"Citya.." There's an incoming message with a new number. I was confused who sent it. There's fear because of the new number that sent me the message.
With courage I replied to the message, "Who is this?"
"It turns out you still use your number listed on facebook, this is me dion", he replied.
In my heart say ah why is he again? I've also not been in the news for a long time and suddenly send a message. Ah, lazy feels.
"Oo you dion, okay I save ya" still I reply even though it feels lazy.
I'm not the kind of girl who likes to reply to messages. I am also not the kind of girl who is easily attracted to men. But still I responded to the message because I know who he is.
"Where are you going to college?".
"I'm studying at a state university here, where are you?".
"I went to private university here. Oh yes my sister happens to be a girl who also attended your university, her name is ananda".
"Well yeah?".
" Yes, can you ask for xyna's help? Please put my sister, she just got out of town by herself, please look around, she's sniffing at the campus deck".
"Oo you can, just calm down I try to get to the cost, all of you play too".
" Well, thank you xyna".
"Together dion".
That's the end of our message. Does it continue? Is this the beginning of our love? Oh.. Sure didn't.
However, on that day I immediately rushed to see his sister with capitalize on the information and contact that Dion gave me. And... Yeah we finally met, me and ananda, Dion's sister.