Mystery of Teen Love
MM (4)
As Edgar and Ridwan were engrossed in seeing two fighting lionesses, a cell phone rang. Upon seeing the foreign number, Edgar ignored it and returned to look at the two women.
Ridwan saw them smiling, his dirty thoughts always ringing in his head.
If only I could sleep with those two girls. He murmured in his heart.
But the phone kept ringing. Ridwan's focus began to divert to Edgar's mobile phone.
"Woy, you pick up first what is a mobile phone. My head was dizzy hearing your phone ringing incessantly. Noisy to know."
"Gue's lazy pick up the phone, let it go."
Edgar pulled the chair, his gaze only focused on the two sexy women. Right now, he doesn't want to think about anything.
Ridwan clucked in annoyance and then he took Edgar's phone and picked up the phone. The voice of a middle-aged woman.
"Hallo."
"Yes hello, sorry who is this with?"
"Sorry son Edgar, this is Salsa's mother."
"Sorry mom, I'm Ridwan, Edgar's best friend."
"Son Ridwan, if I may know where Edgar is going?"
"An-anu ma'am, Edgar is taking a shower. So, I'm the one who called mom."
Started to hear the sound of sobs on the sidelines of his sentence. Ridwan did know there was a problem with his best friend. But hearing a mother cry Ridwan felt sad.
From childhood until adulthood Ridwan did not feel the affection of a mother. His mother died giving birth to him. Those beautiful eyes began to glaze over.
"Son, can you ask for help?"
Ridwan immediately realized from his daydream.
"Mom, what can I help you with?"
"Son, please help mom. A mother cannot endure pain if she sees her favorite child slumped and dissolved in grief. I beg you to help me persuade Edgar to keep what he's been fighting for ..." he said.
Ridwan felt a tightness hearing that. Why Salsa's mother spoke like that can make Ridwan feel how he feels right now.
Why is this sound so comfortable. But why hear this mother cry, my heart hurts.
Ridwan thought for a moment, but only this time he felt this. If his father said that, he was just acting normal. But this time, the middle-aged woman he had never met at all but he felt something different in her.
Maybe it's just my feeling of pity. Maybe because I miss you too.
"Okay ma'am, I understand what I have to do. Just relax, don't cry anymore."
"Thank you son, I'll hang up."
"Yes ma'am, you're the same."
Eventually the phone connection was cut off. Ridwan approached Edgar who was sitting down to take a drink with his eyes still faithfully looking at the two women.
Ridwan sighed then pulled Edgar's arm past from there.
"Let go, you are crazy, yes" he said, brushing Ridwan's wrist in his hand.
"Gue wants to ask you, but you have to answer honestly."
"When did I lie to you?"
"Ck, I'm serious Edgar Atmaja." Shaking his head hair.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Edgar, you better go back to Salsa. Right now, he needs you. Don't just give up. Remember you two fought together from school until now."
Arghc ...
Right now Edgar was completely dizzy, his head dizzy every time he remembered this. He nodded, covering his sadness.
Ridwan just this time saw his best friend until like this. Perhaps, all this time he had never felt the true meaning of love. He only knows and is the best in the matter of struggle in bed.
Edgar, meanwhile, recalled the times he had spent with Salsa.
Should he maintain his relationship?
Should I go back to fighting for her relationship?
Maybe Edgar, thinking about giving up and erasing all his memories, ended the relationship. However, when Ridwan said that earlier, the door of his heart was knocked.
Ridwan patted Edgar on the shoulder, giving him a boost.
"Gue knows you still love Salsa, so try to keep fighting for your property" said Ridwan while embracing Edgar, a sign of friendship.
Edgar was stunned by Ridwan's words. When did his best friend become wise. Edgar thought Ridwan was just thinking about the struggle. However, in fact Ridwan was able to make Edgar aware of his decision.
"All right, I'll try. Thanks Rid, you're really my best friend."
Ridwan just nodded to review the smile. Initially the sad Edgar turned into an amused chuckle at the smile of Ridwan.
"Lo don't smile so, disgust me."
"Huh, am I cute huh?" he teased Edgar in a style that looked like a woman.
Finally because of his best friend's words now Edgar felt a little calmness in his heart.
Edgar said goodbye. He drove his car at a fast speed to a place.
An hour passed, a place so familiar. The breeze of the morning touched the pores of the skin of the burly and tall man who showed a stunningly handsome face.
Today, Edgar sits near a beautiful lake. The beautiful shadow of the sky and dawn was seen in the calm waters of the lake.
Edgar threw small stones at the lake. When he was in a state of decline, Edgar always took it out on small stones thrown into the lake, to reduce his heart's slump a little.
He stood up to the car and picked up a guitar. Edgar sat down again, lamenting all the pain of his heart.
For you to live and die
I never knew what to say in a word or a way?
Because ever since you came into my life
I felt what true love meant
I thought about giving up and ending this
But you came back to make me believe in the word love
And it is true that love still reigns above all else
When this fragile easy heart is tested by the mundane and tested continuously by love
~Edgar Atmaja~
The sound of the guitar began to sound. Edgar sang a song.
🎶 I wrote a memory about
The way I found you
About what makes it easy
Give my heart to you
🎶 Will not end a million songs
To tell your beauty
It is a long poem
Tuk described this love
🎶 It's over this love
No more for the world
Because I've spent it
The rest of my love is for you
🎶 I've thought about
My life without you
Can it be more beautiful than
Which I have lived up to now
🎶 I'm dreaming about
Lovely old days with you
Stay pretty your long hair
Although it will not be black anymore
🎶 When it's over this time
No longer rest on the world
I have spent
The rest of my life is for you
🎶 And it's over already this love
No more for the world
Because I've spent it
The rest of my love is for you
🎶 For you
My life and death
Behind there, a woman stood listening to the chant of a song spoken from the mouth of the man she truly missed. Clear flowing soot soaked the surface of his cheeks.