The Fake Friend In Silence

The Fake Friend In Silence
SEEMS RIGHT


"So, I say a little prayer


And hope my dreams will take me there


Where the skies are blue


To see you once again, my love


Overseas, from coast to coast


To find a place I love the most


Where the fields are green


To see you once again


My love"


The music still sounded loud in Salwa's room.


But he did not feel the slightest calm. Her voice even more trembled violently as she tried to contact Abhian repeatedly.


His sweat pours out, scared when he saw the thing, the incident during SMA rotates again in his head.


The call was connected but there was no answer from there. Salwa took a breath trying to calm down, she had to convince herself to calm down.


"Relax Sal, you must be calm" said Salwa cheering herself on.


"There's still an Abhian" he said, again trying to convince himself.


"All will be well" he said, trying to remain calm.


The phone was connected but somehow Abhian had not picked it up either.


Finally Salwa turned off the phone and put the phone back. The paperbag he had put on the nightstand again, Salwa then sat on the edge of his bed.


Shut up while occasionally taking a breath and throw it away, slowly Salwa then a little calmer.


His mind teased the terror incident during High School, everything is still clearly remembered by Salwa's memory.


Salwa then returned to lay herself in bed, a few moments later she fell asleep again.


**


The sound of birds chirping sounded loud, the sparkle of light entered into the window slit of Salwa's room.


The air felt very cold, Salwa increasingly pulled the blanket to cover part of his body.


Several times Salwa's eyes blinked, he painstakingly grabbed the clock located beside his bed.


He tried to widen both eyes. Seeing the clockwork running second by second made Salwa reluctant to wake up.


At 06.00.


It was still really early for him to wake up but still Salwa was trying to fight his laziness.


After putting back the clock Salwa grabbed her phone and saw some message notifications.


There were some missed calls. Abhian's name is the top one, there are 10 missed calls and that's just from Abhian alone.


Salwa is eager to call Abhian again but her intentions are undone because she prefers to clean up first.


Salwa then stood up, folded her original blanket and placed it on a pillow.


Walking staggeringly then took the towel that was on the small cupboard hanger in the corner of his room.


Lazily lazy he then entered the bathroom, the temperature was so cold that he was reluctant to take a shower but he felt increasingly strange if not to take a bath.


15 Minutes had passed, Salwa then came out of the bathroom with a shivering body.


"This is Jakarta again snowing what the hell" he said while rubbing his two hands repeatedly.


"It's cold" Salwa said again.


Then he sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his phone and tried to contact Abhian.


The call was connected but not picked up by Bhian. Salwa fixed the flat object in her ear, briefly then the call was connected.


"Hello?" Bhian's voice sounded


"What are you doing, Sal?" Bhian said sounding worried with Salwa's voice sounding nervous.


Long Salwa did not answer, but Bhian continued to ask questions and increasingly sounded worried.


Abhian continued to ask, Salwa then told him all the things he had experienced. Bhian then tried to calm Salwa, instead of Salwa could calm her voice even more nervous.


Bhian decided to end the call. And went to Salwa's house to pick her up.


Salwa then agreed, and the phone call ended.


**


"So, I say a little prayer


And hope my dreams will take me there


Where the skies are blue


To see you once again, my love


Overseas, from coast to coast


To find a place I love the most


Where the fields are green


To see you once again


My love"


The song is still heard. Salwa then turned off the music and prepared to go to college with Abhian.


He came out and locked his house, sitting in a long chair, flipping his palms.


Unknowingly Salwa was imagining how happy she was that there was a ring around her ring finger. But it seems like the process is still a long time, Salwa has not even thought there.


The sound of Bhian's motorbike made him realize from his daydream, he then looked up to see Bhian was already in front of his house.


The bike stopped right in front of Salwa's house, he then took off his helmet and smiled.


Salwa then approached Bhian and unconsciously embraced Bhian and sobbed. Again Salwa was really frightened of the mysterious thing that came back to terrorize him.


Bhian just kept quiet, his hands started stroking Salwa's hair repeatedly trying to calm Salwa down so that her boyfriend would stop crying.


"Relax Sal, we settle again together" said Bhian trying to calm Salwa who was still sobbing.


After Salwa calmed down, they then set off for campus together.


**


The Abhian motorbike speeding through the highway. Not until 15 minutes they arrived at the campus, Bhian then parked his motorbike.


They went hand in hand, many pairs of eyes looking at the interaction of the two of them. Not a few students whisper whisper as if they were looking at the best junior couple.


How not to be the best couple, Bhian alone is someone who is quite handsome. While Salwa is also no longer a cute girl like when she was in High School.


Glasses that are usually worn are also removed, only when looking at the laptop Salwa wear it.


The more mature the appearance of Salwa has also changed, she even looks more beautiful.


They both walked towards the main hallway.


The hallway still looks quiet but they keep walking down the hall, occasionally Bhian throws a smile at the other students who look at him with a look of amazement at his good looks.


While Salwa was just putting on a flat gaze as usual, Bhian just chuckled. Salwa simply twisted the eyeball with a cengo expression as usual


**


Salwa had arrived in front of her room, Salwa entered and Bhian immediately went towards her faculty.


Along the way there were still many gazes that adored the handsome face of Abhian, but he had not paid much attention to that gaze.


He kept walking in a relaxed manner. But one of the students approached him and handed him a box of brown.


He gave the box in shame. Bhian who saw that then raised both eyebrows, like asking "what is this?" to that student.


The student hurriedly spoke "Know my name is Rina" He said introducing himself.