Only her.

Whenever she thinks about her past, she'll shedding tears.

She has been longing to have someone that never lied to her. So that she also will not lying to that someone.

It somehow appears that she's still searching for that someone.

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"Someone said that your outside looks that you're not a good girl."

"Who said that?" She asked.

"The girl next to your room."

"I see. It's because she didn't now my true self. She's judging me by my outside appearance. She's not matured yet, I guess." She made a guess.

Her friend just laughs.

It's not very funny, for her. It seems to be true. The person who judges someone else is not matured. Even God didn't judge His slave before The Judgement Day.

She just smile, much to her own amusement.

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It's midnight now. She's looking at the half moon from the window.

"There's only two days left.."

She really misses her mother too much.

Only her.

Let's finish this last paper so that i can meet the end of this season.

She wakes up early this in the morning. It feels like today will be the good day.

She takes some bath, had a usual breakfast, toast bread with chocolate jam - she really loves chocolate anyway.

She's now thinking about her motherland. The flight date to go back to her homeland is nearer.

"Well, let's finish this one so that i'll not regret anything anymore."

She imagining about her mother. Her warm smile when greet her at the airport.

That's how she misses her beloved mother.

"Let's finish this last paper so that i can meet the end of this season."

I really hope that this bus will never have to stop.

He appears into her dream again.

This time, it's kind of weird.

But still, his presence lingers in her mind.

She give up.

"Yeah, come, come into my dream again. Please haunt me, if that's make you feel satisfied."

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She ride the bus.

It's a very long journey.

This bus travels through almost the whole town.

"I wonder, will it be good if the bus didn't have to stop?"

She's wondering herself.

It's very long journey. Even though it only takes almost only one hour of the journey.

She thinks a lot in that short period of time.

The bus stopped at the end of the station.

She sighed, and walk out of the bus.

"I really hope that this bus will never have to stop."

I hate you, but i love you.

Her life is always being miserable. That's what she think, at least.

Anything that happened to her, she remembers it.

She remembered them, she remembered her.

She remembered him.

"It's hard to let go of you..."

"But, if forgetting you is forbidden, why don't you just stay nicely in my mind, and not smiling brightly in my dreams?"

It hurts me like dying.

She remembers everything about him.

"I hate you, but i love you."

I won't meet you again.

As she closed the door, her phone rings.

She pick up.

"Hey, what's up? What's with the message?"

"Nothing. I just want to tell you that", she replied.

"You didn't tell me anything. You just send me you're feeling nervous"

"Then, that's all."

"Really, i don't understand you."

"Then don't."

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There's another phone call, just after she finished taking her bath.

She just look at the phone. Letting it ringing loudly.

It stops, a minute later.

She get the phone.

1 Missed Call. 1 New Message.

She read the message. Then throws the phone on the bed.

"I won't meet you again."

Arrogant, ne?

The sun shines brightly.

She did not pay any attention to it.

She pulls her sight outside the hall. There's nothing can calms her heart right now.

She looks back at the Physics question paper. Her mind blank.

Three minutes later, she packs up her stationary, stands up and walks to the front of the exam hall.

She leaves, with regrets.


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She pull herself back on the bed.

Her eyes on the ceiling. She's thinking for a while.

Then her eyes closed.

"Arrogant, ne?"

How am i suppose to do to forget you?

She wakes up abruptly. It's that dream again. 


It's him. The man came in her dream again. 


That man haunts her again with his charming, unforgettable smile.


It's 2.34 am. It's cold outside. 


She wakes up, turning off the fan. 


Even though it's cold tonight, but she's already sweating. 


"Maybe it's because of that dream..."


She looks through the window. There's no moon, no stars.


She sighs.


"How am i suppose to do to forget you?"

She really doesn't have the will to do it.

The air is hot.

The physics papers scrambled on the table.

She sit still. The pencil in her hand froze. She really ignore completely the physics paper in front of her.

The milk in the mug is already finished.

She stands up, taking the mug, and walks out of the room.

She really doesn't have the will to do it.