Wounded In Silence

Me and her. He. A guy who loves biology. And me, a girl who really likes Indonesian literature. I live like a bird in a golden cage. I am a prominent shareholder of a leading bank in Indonesia, and wherever I go all bodyguards follow me. Until I get to know him. He changed my life.

His name is Arya. His name is mediocre. However, his attitude was very good. We are one school and one class. I do not know since when did this feeling arise. Unpredictable feeling. And again I can only love him in silence.
"Wy, tomorrow there is no event?" He asked. I just shook my head.
"Temenin I go yuk" said Arya.
"But, you know what I'm going to go like?" I asked. Arya just nodded.
"Still want to walk with me?" I asked.
"Yes. Later I ask permission same Papa you. Tomorrow I'll pick you up. "

As Arya had promised, she picked me up and asked for permission from Papa. After Arya asked for permission, he took me to a mall that was quite far away. We walk around, eat together, photo boxes, and there is still much we do. Until finally, Arya told me she meant to take me for a walk tonight.



"Wyna, tomorrow I go to America." Arya silent. I can not bear it.
"Sorry. I should be honest from the beginning. if I really love you. Even beyond the word dear. "My tears began to spill.
"Maybe it's my last day seeing you." I did not dare look at his eyes. "But I want to tell you one. I'm really dear to you. "

And all my tears fell unbearably.
"Wyn, you ngerasain what I rasain also right?" Ask Arya. I am quiet. Silence a thousand languages.
"I also have that feeling." I told myself.
"Wyn. I have to go now. "Arya said. He grabbed my hand and hugged me. I'm stupid who can not see his eyes. I'm just stupid. And now, I'm hurt in silence.