NOT PERPETRATORS
Meaning of Friendship

"Imania, who was that 'old man', anyway? I saw him that time. As you were driven home by him," asked Fania on the way home.

"He's my boss. Mr. Wibowo his name. Owner and director of the largest private bank in Indonesia."

"So, that's a woman, that's her wife?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's so annoying! He said he'd shave my hair if I saw you again. Isha! Who would want to meet a lioness like her!" celoteh Fania is upset.

"And just so you know, they're Dimas' parents."

"What!!"

Fania looks surprised to hear that they are Dimas' father and mother.

"He's Dimas' mother?" fania was still surprised.

"Hm .... " I nodded.

"It's a good thing I don't have a crush on Dimas."

"What?" I was shocked to hear Fania's statement.

"Where can I live with in-laws like her. Maybe on the first night, I was more interested in poisoning him, rather than doing honey moon. Ha-ha."

"You ... have a crush on Dimas?" I still can't believe it.

Fania laughed at my expression. "Are you jealous?"

"No."

"But your face can't hide that you still want it."

"No, Fania. I've moved on."

"Then the dimasnya for me, yes?"

"Take it. I don't care anymore." I put on a wry expression.

Fania laughed while watching me.

"Ult .. when Dimas saved me from Reza at the mall. You remember?"

I'm nodding. I remember that event. Fierce fights between Dimas and Reza.

"I liked it. The dimas in my eyes are so sweet, gentleman, macho, attentive, and able to protect women. Anyway, she was perfect in my eyes. Already handsome, well, good at fighting too." Fania told me while driving her car.

"He was hurt for helping me. Honestly, I had a crush on him. L like it. I feel safe being around him" he continued.

It turned out to be my true feeling at that time. Fania likes Dimas.

I always feel exaggerated, when it comes to my own best friend. And I hope, my best friend does not have excessive feelings for my lover. (Episode 96)

"But .. when you look at you and see how much Dimas loves you. I feel ... that I'm so stupid. There's no way I love my best friend's girlfriend, is there?"

I looked at Fania who kept telling me about her heart.

"Again, Dimas wasn't interested in me. And the funny thing is, I pickpocketed her, ha-ha."

"Now we've broken up. You can like it" I said.

"Unfortunately, I no longer want Dimas. To be honest, I don't love him. I'm just amazed at him. And I love other people," he said.

"Who?"

"He belongs to someone else" he replied.

"really?"

"Hm .... " Fania put on a lethargic expression.

"Can you tell me, who do you love?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Because he already belongs to someone and he's not interested in me" he replied with a smile.

"He's married?" I'm still curious.

"Yet. Just ... still dating."

"Have I seen the man?"

Fania stopped her car in front of the gate, then turned to look at me. "Often."

I thought for a moment. Who is the man Fania loves? He said I often see him.

"You're always like a reporter. Quickly open the gate!"

I stared at Fania for a moment, then got out of the car and opened the gate of my house.

The next day, I was cooking in the kitchen. Prepare breakfast for us—aku, Fania, and Arka. After cooking, I opened the refrigerator to get a cake made by Fania. Even though it didn't taste good at all, I still ate it.

"Where's the cake? Yesterday it was still half here" I murmured.

I closed the fridge again, then headed to Fania's room. Maybe Fania knows about the cake. Arriving at Fania's unlocked room, I immediately woke her up.

"Fania."

I shake his body to wake up.

"Fania, wake!"

"Gmph .... " Fania just tilted her body.

I pulled the blanket from his body. "Fania!"

After fighting hard to wake her up, Fania finally woke up as well. He also sat his body with eyes that were still reluctant to open.

"What's up, anyway? I'm still sleepy" he said, rubbing his eyes.

"Do you know where my birthday cake is?"

"I threw it away."

"You threw it away?" I was so surprised to hear that. Wasn't that cake for me from him. Why did he throw it himself?

Fania opened both of her eyelids, looking at me with a sharp look. "Why should you lie?"

"What do you mean?" my question does not understand.

"You said the cake was delicious. Not good at all."

"You tasted it?" many surprised.

"Night, as I was about to take a drink from the refrigerator, I saw the cake. I'm curious about the taste of the cake you're praising is delicious. To be honest, I was a little doubtful about your compliment. So ... I tasted it," he said with a lethargic expression.

"Imania, you shouldn't be lying. Did you eat half that cake?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why not just throw it away? That's not good at all, Imania."

"Because it's from you. From my beloved friend" I replied.

Fania gave a rough breath. "How do you eat it? In fact, I can't swallow it myself."

"I imagine our togetherness and the affection between us. The cake feels good. It's even delicious."

Suddenly both eyes Fania issued a clear circle that was immediately rubbed.

"Imania, you're making me feel overwhelmed. The cake was not tasty at all and you ate up to half of the circle. If I let it, maybe you'll eat it out" he said, sobbing.

I sat my body beside him. I hugged my best friend. "In fact, if it tastes worse than that, I'll still eat it."

"You're so stupid!" he said while hugging me.

I let go of the embrace, then wiped away the tears that kept coming down her cheeks. "Fania, friendship is not like chocolate, which should taste sweet. Unlike cheese that tastes salty and savory. Friendship is also not like ice cream, which feels cold and fresh. Friendship mixes all kinds of flavors. A blend of sweet, sour, spicy, salty, even bitter. In hot or cold conditions. It'll all feel good and warm, if we base it with a sense of sincerity and compassion."

"Like that cake you made. I feel the sincerity and compassion, which you put on the cake is greater than the taste of the cake itself. So, when you eat it, it's more dominant in your affection than the taste of the cake" I continued.

"I'm sorry, Imania. Aren't you sick to your stomach from eating it?"

"I feel full after eating it" I replied with a smile.

"I promise, someday, I will make you the most delicious and delicious cake, Imania."

Fania pointed her little finger at me. I smiled and immediately hooked my little finger to her little finger.

"Promise, huh?"

"Yes, I promise!" fania is sure.

We hugged again tightly. I am really excited about our friendship. I hope it's like this forever.

"We live this tasteful life together, Fania. I love you."

"I love you too, Imania."

"Friendship is not like chocolate, which should taste sweet. Unlike cheese that tastes salty and savory. Friendship is also not like ice cream, which feels cold and fresh. Friendship mixes all kinds of flavors. A blend of sweet, sour, spicy, salty, even bitter. In hot or cold conditions. It'll all feel good and warm, if we base it with a sense of sincerity and compassion."

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