I pour out all the complaints and ups and downs on white paper written in black ink. Family, friends, people closest, and also him.
My name is Anisa Ulfah, 12th grade who has a position as head of school journalism / head of school wall magazine. I am very effective at talking, so people think of me as a dirty and bitchy person. I do not care about it, as long as the people around me are always comfortable and happy to be around me. And I have my own way of making them comfortable and happy with me. People who don't know me always have negative thoughts about me and hate my attitude, it's okay if they don't know who I am yet. God enough and those who are close to me who know who I am.
One day, when I entered my class, I saw a love letter and a red rose on my desk. I don't know who sent it. Immediately I approached my desk and took the letter, then I read the letter. Ahh ... so annoying. The letter turned out to be from one of my juniors who sent me a message last night until my message contact was full of messages from him. Sucks. I wonder what he wants. After reading I threw the letter along with the flowers into the trash can.
During recess he came to my class with his pretentious cool and awkward style. Sitting in front of my desk, bothering me who was engrossed in reading a novel.
"Sis Nisa ...?" call me
"Hmmm…"
"I asked for an answer to the question I gave you through the letter I saved here"
"Do you want to know the answer? The answer ... NO! "
"Huh ... why? What am I trying to lack? Handsome yes, rich yes, cool especially, usually the girl who is chasing me is not me who is chasing girls, for the sake of sis can I be willing "
"You don't meet my criteria, I'm much more mature than you, I'm already in 12th grade while you're only 10th. Want to put my face when dating the same age below me. Especially you are a badboy "
"So I refused, brother. Let's just date first, then I'll definitely change for the better. Sis, age is not a reason to love or not love someone. After all, we are just a little different age "
"One time still not"
"It's ok if you want it, but I will continue to fight to get your heart"
"Whatever ..."
Since then in my days there was always him, tirelessly he waited for my heart to melt, but his effort failed and my heart remained hard. I can't open my heart for him yet.
The second time he confessed his feelings to me. Again, I reject him even though he has now turned into a better person, I still reject him. My heart is still locked for him. He questioned why I refused again even though he had changed to a better person, but I did not answer the question because I did not want him to know my past. He is very stubborn. Still want to melt my hard heart. I wonder what he found in me so he did not want to throw away his feelings for me.
For more than three months I did not see him because I was busy with my exams continuing to prepare to register for college, while he was also busy preparing for his class promotion exam. Miss? a little. Usually my days there is always him who always makes me laugh by his ridiculousness even though sometimes he is annoying.
I was happy when the school breakup I met him again. He is much better than before. For the third time he spoke to me and if I refused again he asked for a clear reason why I refused again.
"Sis nisa ... this is the third time I talk to you, brother. Is your heart still not broken? I will continue to fight to break my heart forever. For some reason I can not throw my feelings on brother. I don't understand this. "
"And the third time, brother also refused you. Sorry. Thank you for being faithful in fighting for brother, brother appreciates your feelings. Age is not the reason we love or not love someone, but that's not the reason brother refused you. If you still want to fight until your heart melts then do it. Make this broken heart whole again and trust in true love again ”
I left him alone and hoped he would repair my broken heart and restore faith in the truth of true love, and it would no longer make this heart break and lose confidence again.