To The Man Who Broke My Heart

To The Man Who Broke My Heart
17. Never Again


After meeting Kak Raya, the days I went through did become a little heavier. The campus air feels denser, it's hard to breathe. But there are always my friends. After Mimi returned from her hometown, we immediately went to sleepover at my boarding house and Mimi. That's when I shed all my heart with tears.


I have also explained all, really all the feelings that are in the chest. That I'm still trapped in Harris's shadowy circle. They hugged me tightly, hoping to lend me strength that was in fact very fragile. Although the flood of tears, but after that it feels very comfortable. If only the teletubbies on the television series saw us, they might be envious of the embrace we shared.


Hm. They are my teletubbies.


The burden of my heart gradually drifted along with my distraction to prepare for graduation. We again have a reason to set aside time to take a walk. This time the reason was to look for graduation clothes for me.


We visited one store after another. The sensation I felt was much different from when Kak Raya dragged me to follow her steps. Hm. Different companies, different feelings.


My choice fell on something simple, as usual. Top brucat motifs black flowers with body fitting pieces, while colorful songket cloth from Kalimantan as subordinate. We also chose some accessories. As finishing touch, I hunted peep toe suede pumps in matching color in an online store.


Hell yeah, baby! It's time to party!


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Graduation day.


The parents had already left for the Faculty building while we were still preparing to carry out the graduation ceremony. Graduates and graduates are gathered at the Convention Center without inviting parents to be symbolically released by the university. After the opening, Mr. Rector asked us to stand, face to face with a friend who was on the side. Then according to instructions, we moved each other's crests, pairing each other's alumni necklaces. After that, while joining hands, together sing Mars University and a chat of memory; intimacy.


The atmosphere is so solemn at once haru. Not a little bit sobbing.


Not yet noon the event at the Convention Center was over. Now proceed to the agenda organized by the faculty. The three doors of the hall were claustrophobic by the graduates scrambling to walk outside. I prefer to wait my turn while chatting with a girl sitting next to me earlier. Because among the five of us I was the only one to be graduated on this occasion, so I have no friends. Even I was too lazy to make an appointment with Kak Raya. He must be busy with his girlfriend and their gang.


After checking my family's presence—Mama, Papa, Bang Rian, and Bang Bian were on standby in the front parking lot of the faculty, I looked up to review the state of traffic at the door. How surprised I was when suddenly my eyes were fixed on the figure standing on the road to the door.


That's where Harris stood. He seemed to have been looking at me since. And ... Like a reflex, I looked back at him in his dark eyes. She ... she then .. smiled.


Nay! Don't smile! Please, Harris, I beg you.


God does not want to hear my prayers. Harris even boldly waved.


Please, no. Don'tdon't.


My heart is breaking, falling again. Heart audah I've painstakingly repaired for a few months—nearly a year—ini cracked again.


Then someone nudged my body until I almost fell down. Fortunately, I was able to maintain balance. The man who became expected turned to look at me and nodded. "Eh, sorry," he said quickly before turning back and walking after his friend who had gone first.


Like a reflex, my eyes returned to look for that figure. Harris was no longer there.


Oh God.


****


I can finally get out of the building. Mimi, Wide, Lulu, and Anggre immediately greeted me when they saw me. "Congraduations, Kaaay!" shout them in unison.


Lulu then held out a bouquet of colorful chrysanthemums—my favorite flowers. Wide then held out a giant teddy bear that was almost the size of a brown child. I don't know how they brought such a big thing here.


"Thank you, guys." I thank you with tears. This time not for sadness, but for happiness. "Where did you get this big doll? Why should it be this big try," I protested half-heartedly. I just did it to find trouble with them.


"Huu. Don't start, deh." Anggre. "Yuk, ah, way to your faculty. Om same Aunt would have been impatient to see you. Here I help bring the doll." He then grabbed the doll.


Mimi does the same with her bouquet.


Ah, yes. How could I forget their presence? "Well, that's it. I parked on the side of the road."


We then walked to the car that had to be parked some distance away from the already crowded Convention Center building when I got here this morning. However, in the middle of the road my arm was held by someone. “Kay, we'd better not go through there. This way aja.” Mimi asked me to turn around.


"Eh, yes. Come on, come on." I could not recognize the voice of who said just now from behind the fog of confusion that had suddenly struck.


“Yuk.” I felt Wide—I knew it was Wide because he was the only one walking on my left who had no luggage, clenching my hand and slightly dragging me by force.


However, instantly someone else pulled my hand and forced it to stop. I was surprised to find that masculine hand grip and turned around. I became even more shocked when I found out that the person who stopped my movements was Bang Che.


Where'd he come from? Why don't I see it near us? Since when was he there?


“Please hand Kayra, Bang Che. You have nothing to do with him.” Mimi gave the order.


After being able to master my shock, I also looked at the man wearing the neat suit—of course because he was also graduated today, next to my eyebrows raised as a challenge.


Seeing my expression, and my beckingan, Bang Che slowly let go of his grasp. I looked into his eyes for a while, hoping that through the argument he could understand that I didn't want to be disturbed anymore. After feeling enough, I immediately turned around and we left the man there.


I could still feel her gaze accompanying my every step, my back feeling hot from being subjected to her laser gaze. But I let it. I told you I don't care.


Today the world has played with my feelings, again. Go ahead, whatever. I swear, this is the last time.


There will be no other time.


To be continued ....