"What do you want?" He said while smiling at me.
We're now at the school cafeteria, having our lunch together.
"Hmmm. This. I don't know what's the name of this food, though." I answered while pointing my finger on what seems to be a good chicken dish.
"Alright. Excuse me. Two orders of this. Please add one extra rice. Oh. I'll have this one also, and this too." He said to one of the staff. Looks like he also doesn't know what it is.
After the staff handed our food to him, we sit at the far-right side corner of the cafeteria. He grins while looking at the food he ordered, it made me laugh.
"You're really something when it comes to food. I wonder how you aren't getting fat despite always eating so much."
"That's just my asset, right? Always a fit man." He laughs and tried the cookies in front of him. The expression on his face shows that he is not satisfied with it.
"What do you expect with a cookie from the cafeteria? Don't worry. I'll bake for you next time."
His ears waggle like a puppy. I can't help but burst on laughing.
"Really? It's a promise then? Don't turn on your words." He repeatedly asks while still munching the cookies he bought. He really is adorable.
Either he spoils me with anything I want, or I spoil him with anything I can give. It all equals out. Or maybe it's more than that. I can't believe that we've only been dating for 4 months. It felt like I've known him for so long. I'm really comfortable having him beside me.
After eating, we go on each of our own classes. Midterm Exam is already coming up. Exams, reviews, students hell. Everybody gets serious. Everyone will do anything to pass. No matter what available ways they have.
"Ah-ah. After the exams come your last chance." I heard a guy said with a mocking voice. I'm on my way to the basketball court to visit him, excited to make him eat my homemade cookies. It is my first time baking for someone I like and that fact made me blush.
"Maybe he's already falling for her? Right? Right? Just say so and give us our money. That's just simple." Answered by the other guy's voice. Oh no. I feel bad listening to their conversation. Looks like my timing was bad. I'll just try later. I'm sure that he'll visit my class anyway.
"Nah. The game's just starting, you know. You guys will see."
I felt a bomb exploded on my heart when I heard the third voice of a man spoke. That familiar voice, which always makes my heart ablaze. But unlike when he's talking to me, he sounded serious. It feels like I know the voice but I don't know the person who's talking anymore.
Gathering every ounce of courage I have, I step forward and set my eyes on the bunch of guys talking near me. It hurts like hell. My feeling for him shattering is so unexpected. My energy is draining, and my sight is becoming blurry. My mind is going blank and before I know it, the anger that's boiling within me exploded. I throw the cookies I've made on his back and all its pieces rambled on different direction.
His face, full of confidence earlier, became as pale as a geisha. He can't seem to talk and stare directly in my eyes. Well, who could? Not when you're fucking caught in the act of playing games.
"Nice game, huh? Though you never even bother inviting me. Suck that it will end right now before it started." Said I, before leaving that damn place.
I'll never ever step on that place again. Never. I hate him. I hate myself from believing him. The road seems to get fuzzy, and my eyes wet from all the tears racing from both sides. I let out a heavy sigh and tried to release all of the stress I've discovered. But it does not work. What do I expect? That heartaches end with a blink of an eye? That pain goes away with just a heavy sigh? No. It is not that simple. It can't be that simple.
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