The Story About Us
Want to be responsible

"What answer do you want to hear from me?"

Parto's question made Shela's heart sigh. Yes, why would he bother asking like that to Parto. He should be a fool with what Parto thinks, like before, right?

"You rest, your body. You may not care about others, but you must care about your health. If you don't take care of your own health, then who else? Other people can't think of what you're doing.."

Unfinished said Parto, she was startled by the sound of her own phone.. Beni called.

Parto: Iyo, just wait for that fork. Before bridge. Don't have to make it here, I'll go there!

Mediated phone. Parto does not want Beni to know where she often biyayakan (main) lately. It's not time for Beni to know more precisely.

"I'll go home, yeah" Parto saw the downcast Shela. Why else would he? I don't know. Don't tell me he told Parto nginep huh? Yeah, no to yo..

"I'll call mom first.."

Shela stood up, as she was about to walk, Shela's footsteps came to a halt as her right hand was pulled by Parto. Shela sat back in the chair again.

"Shela.. I want to ask you. What makes you hate that much as I do?" Parto was still holding Shela's hand as if she was reluctant to let go.

"Not to be discussed. I don't want to answer!" Shela tried to let go of Parto's handrails.

"It must be answered, for your answer determines my step forward. I'm already here as your Masmu.. I wish we were okay, but what's fine is that from the beginning there's no 'we' and 'well' between me and you. You can make a wall in the heart that is as strong as the Great Wall of China. You know. I was thinking, it's time I straightened out the misunderstanding."

Parto took off her hand on Shela's hand. Making the girl stare towards the man who was now sitting next to her.

"What misunderstanding?" Said Shela.

"Misunderstanding in my heart, I myself feel I can hold out for you. To be honest, I've never known this before. Remember you often, love you, all about you. But, I think that's enough. I have to control my own heart so I don't want to do that again. Control my brain to stop thinking about you anymore, and control my heart so that it doesn't beat this fast when it's near you."

Wuih cool To. Let's continue. Shela who heard Parto's words became involved in the emotions that Parto created. Not the emotion of anger, but more to the melow, did not feel his eyes shed tears. She came back crying. Shela's hands smothered her mouth so that her crying voice could not be heard by her mother behind. Fear made her mother anxious.

Parto was confused, why Shela was crying. What he said was something that offended Shela. I don't know.. Parto herself did not understand.

" La.. Why are you? Don't cry anymore.. Oh my God, I'm confused that you're this."

"Sorry..." That one word slid from Shela's lips. Instead of calm, Parto even more indifferent because it feels.

"Huufft. okey La, if my presence is a wound. go to find the meaning of happiness. Because I'm sure your happiness isn't with me.."

Without hugging, without touching, without doing anything.. Parto stood up from where she sat. At the same time, Shela's mother came out carrying a plate containing pieces of cake. Parto walked over to Shela's mother...

"Bu. nyuwun pangapunten, amargi sampun ndalu kulo bade nyuwun pamit. Maturnuwun sampun diparengaken sowan, mbok bilih wonten kalepatipun kulo nyuwun pangapunten kankang katah" (Bu.. Sorry, because it's the night I want to leave. Thank you for being allowed to visit, if there is any mistake I apologize profusely.)

Parto kisses the hand of Shela's mother. Seeing that there is nothing good between the two foals. Sorry this young boy Shela's mother intends to prevent Parto from coming home.

"Don't rush Mas. Here sit down first. I wonder what is this? The one eye is puffy, the one face is rich in people's inner pressure. Nduks.. Le. this mother knows, this kelian love each other but, why so hurt each other gini. Mas To, sit down first. Nduks.. You why? Mother entered deliberately to give time to solve the problem on her own. But I think it's getting more and more muntel. I don't want to interfere with the problem kelian, just gini. if there is a problem solved first. Don't go and make the problem even wider. One that I ordered for kelian.be careful not to mess with the heart. Kelian understand?"

Parto lemes today. From work home, he just gulped water was also spilled when he just drank three gulps because in the impact of Efa while running inside his house this afternoon. And now it must be faced with the messiness of the heart problem. Parto still stood up without answering the words of Shela's mother. Shela was the same, still silent while occasionally wiping her tears.

Suddenly Parto was startled by her voice, Beni called back. This one man was the cake of the god of salvation for Parto. when Parto did not know what to do, he seemed to find an excuse to go home when Beni called him. Not running away from trouble.. Because he doesn't know what really happened to Shela. He just thought that every time he met Shela, they were always noisy. Maybe getting away and going is the right decision, according to Parto.

"Mom.this is my friend already in front," Did not continue his words. Because Shela's mother even pulled Parto's hand to sit on the chair she was sitting in.

"Mas.because I'm sure Shela doesn't want a story, I just want to ask Mas To. I want to hear what's going on with Kelian?"

Huuff.. Parto is getting more chaotic it feels. What should he say if he doesn't know what the problem is. Shela who kept crying from earlier made her brain blank. She's confused.

"I'll be in charge of Shela Bu's deck.."

The words that came from Parto's mouth made Shela's mother look in shock at these two foals. Yes, the nulis is not the typo. deliberately it is..! Haha.

Moreover, Shela, her eyes were perfectly rounded hearing what Parto said just now.

In his heart Parto also cursed herself.

This mouth can-can't say kek that, ''s Shela cry continues even I say want responsibility again. Wrestling.. Ben ngopo kowe oda ndang. Pateni ae I'm saiki. I feel so ashamed of this.