The way I love you
151 Nostalgic
Dhea did not know, should feel happy or not. He's not a hypocrite, if he's happy when Vean is always around, because to be honest, he still loves that guy so much.
Being sincere does not mean that love is lost, right?
But he also felt guilty, afraid, and did not want to be considered as a wrestler for another woman's fiancee, let alone the woman was his own best friend.
Just look, how many people take someone else's partner and get scorned. Enough of him being required to be rude and cynical by Mila, not to be added to anyone else.
"Don't be afraid, and don't think about anything. Just stand by my side, be your shield, and keep holding on to me."
Dhea didn't tell anyone, and Vean knew, it wasn't easy to convince the girl.
"Let's eat."
Vean invites Dhea to eat at a cafe near their school. Dhea gave a smile, remembering the times when she was in school.
In the past, he could only see this place from the outside. Wanted to eat inside, but the money wasn't enough. It is also impossible to invite Vean and ask for a treaty.
In the past, Vean wanted to take Dhea to eat here, but did not want the little girl to feel inferior, or feel pitied. Finally, Vean prefers street-side snacks. Whether it's siomay or batagor. Buy just three thousand, adjust to Dhea.
In the past, Dhea dreamed of what it would be like to date and eat in a cafe. Choose food from each other, or eat a plate together like a teenager. Either ngirit, stingy, or want to look romantic. Unknowingly, Dhea laughed instead.
Maybe if he had been like that, now he would have laughed at himself.
In the past, Vean dreamed, what it was like to eat alone with a lover. She sees her friends who treat their girlfriends every day, but not long after, complaining that her allowance runs out to please her boyfriend.
Vean involuntarily laughed, laughing at his friends. Although duku she wonders, why did Dhea never ask for a snack on her.
"Why laugh?" ask them simultaneously.
They looked at each other and saw the same angle.
School stop
Once, faithful back home from school, Dhea would stand there, hoping to meet Vean. Thank goodness Vean would take her home. Not because they want to spend money, but want to be with the man longer.
In the past, faithful to go home from school, Vean would stand at the stop, with the excuse of waiting for his friend who borrowed his motorcycle to drive his friend's girlfriend. In fact, Vean deliberately loaned his bike, in order to go home on foot with Khea. Giving a classic excuse—fear the girl was kidnapped—when it was her intention.
Apparently, time has long passed.
The little girl was already a mature female figure, which was getting more and more beautiful.
The upperclassman was already a more mature figure, who was getting handsome.
Nothing has changed in their hearts.
"Wih, Vean and Dedek Dhea. Still the same?" greet a man with a grin.
One by one the people known to Dhea came.
The girl smiled, looking at her rowdy upperclassman.
"How many tons of chocolate have you given me, Dhea?"
Dhea chuckled softly. They were witnesses of how sad he was at the time. The men were pinning Vean in their arms.
The atmosphere of the cafe became chaotic, talking about the past that is now a good memory.