My short story

WHEN FRIENDSHIP BECOMING LOVE

   
Angga and I had been best friends since Elementary School. I still remind the day when we first met, it was the first day of grade 1 and we were in the same class. Unintentionally I collided with his head trying to reach my pencil that had been knocked out on the floor. Fortunately, I didn’t know that he was trying to reach for it too. From that time, we got close, share lunch, talk, and became best friends. We’d hang around together as often as I’d hand around with my family. He’s also my neighbour, his house is infront of my house. He’s like my brother, a brother who I could learn to when I have problems, a brother who’s always there for me when I’m in trouble, a brother who loved me  What he didn’t know is that I’m deeply in love with him ever since the day we first met, but I realized he only thinks of me as best friends and as his sister.
    In sixth grade, everthing’s changed. We had been together for 5 years exactly, but this year is diverse. I was moving, moving far away from him. It’s like a new world for me. My deep profoundness love for him is still there, actually I don’t want to leave him. But the fact is really contrast with my expectation. My father got a new job in Palembang, so we must moved from this village. We agreed to call each other at least twice a week, send letters and emails if we have time, and stay in touch with each other. But the reality, it wouldn’t be the same, it wouldn’t be like old times, we wouldn’t see each other except in pictures, we couldn’t do anything together now. We couldn’t be there for each other, all the time anymore. We’re in different places, so far away distance between us. It happened for 4 years. We’ve lost contact.
    One day, My family had a plan to visit my old village, I was really happy to hear that. The day of the departure came, but he wasn’t in there. I tried calling his home but no one was answering it. I went to his home, but no one was in there. I got information that his family has moved to other city. I was so worried and sad that he forgot about our promises eight years ago when we were still together. I left the village with all of memories that still exist in there, I was heartbroken and thinking that maybe he had a good excuse why he moved from our memories village.
    One year had passed and still no sign and information about him. I tried calling his home every once in a while, finally there was answering from his mother, and she said, “oh, he’s not here, he got scholarships and studied abroad in the other country since two years ago, I’ll tell him you called.” And I would be so depressed. Sometimes I just think that he’s been avoiding me, but why I wondered.
    I was going of to fifth semester in my college. I hadn’t been getting any emails or letters from him, or hadn’t been getting any at all. I tried to tell myself that, “it’s okay Ayu, he’s just busy that’s all.” However I had my doubts. What if he’s not busy at all? What if he forgot about me? What if he got a girlfriend and been to busy to talk or even stay in touch with me? A lot of what ifs’ are in my mind. I tried emailing him and writing letters but there was no reply. What if all of my what ifs’ came true? Then, maybe I should be pleased, pleased for reason that he’s happy in there. On the contrary why he didn’t tell me?
    2 years had passed and still no sign of his letters or emails or phone calls. I tried to forget him, I really tried but I can’t. I just couldn’t forget the fact that I love him.
    One month later, when I celebrated my birthday. I got a gift from him. When I opened the gift, it was a book like diary, that book was sadly addressed to me, it has no title its cover is blank. I opened it and started reading the first page.
June 18th, 2004
“This is the day I left.” I thought.
Ayu left today, she followed her family to move from this village. I’m so upset to see her leave. That’s why I didn’t go to her home to see her at all. But I tried to go realizing that I had to confess my love for her before she leaves but I was too late. I’m going to miss her so bad. All the good times and memories we had will never be forgotten. I wish I could come with her. I love her so much.
My tears started falling, I admired him. I was in awe. He made a diary for me starting with the day I left. And what mostly saddened me is the fact that he loved me too. I sacnned through pages and read the last page he had written on.
April 21st 2011
I can’t wait for Ayu to see what I had done for her. I hope she’ll like it. I just miss her so bad. I wish she was here right now in my arms holding me tight and wishing she wouldn’t be away anymore.
    I still cried when I read his diary, Suddenly a letter dropped when I closed the diary.
Dear Ayu....
If you are done reading my diary. I want you to fill out the other half of this book. I miss you so bad, Ayu. I’m sorry if I keep missing your calls. I was just to busy with work. Yeah, Ayu I’m working and study abroad here now, so I could surprise you and I promise I’ll go to Palembang someday. I can’t wait to see you soon. I’m also sorry that it took me 2 years to give this to you, it’s just that I didn’t know your address in there and I had to look for your relatives in our village to tell me your address, and about the email thing I tried to email you back, but my computer is really messed up, I ought to get the fix sometime so I could email you. I’m really sorry if you thought that I don’t care about you, I do. I really do. I love you Ayu since the day we first met, it’s just that I was too scared to confess because it might ruin our friendship and that I think that you only think of me as a brother and best friend. I love you Ayu, I love you with all my heart and I’m sacrificing everything just to be with you. 2 years later I’ll be back to Indonesia especially Palembang to meet you and confess this love directly infront of you.
For now, let we focus with our study, do and get the best, trust it someday the time will come to us and we’ll be together at that moment.
With love
Angga
    By the time I was done reading his letter. I cried as my teardrops fell. Actually I didn’t him to leave me alone. I want him to be here by my side comforting me. But here, I’ll be waiting for him. I am living my life through pages in the diary. I even started to write since it couldn’t hold all my memories and thoughts of him. And I will always remember him. How he had been a good friend. How he helped me through bad times. How he loved me so much. I will not forget him. He had been my inspiration of my life. He is the best of friend anyone could ever have. I love him, like my favourite song from Westlife that describe my feeling right now.
And all my love
I’m holding on forever
Reaching for the love that seem so far..
So I say a little prayer
And hope my dream will take me there
Where the skies are blue
To see you once again my love
Oversees from coast to coast
To find the place I love the most
Where the fields are green
To see you once again my love......