Love Story : A False Hope

The story was begun when I was falling in love with someone who I didn’t know. Twenty months ago in my course place, I saw a cute boy standing up near of me. I liked him because he was good-looking with his pink cheek and bold eyebrows. He was tall and slim enough. Oh God, I liked him in the first view. Who was he? 

I asked about him to my course teacher. My teacher said, “He’s a Senior High School student and he’s in grade ten. Why do you ask me about him? You like him, don’t you?” I answered, “I don’t know but I think he’s so cute. Does he has a girl?” She replied, “He has no girl, maybe.” Ulala, I was so glad in that moment.

Days were passed. I always saw him in every opportunity. Now, I knew his name, school, and his address. I wanted to know him better. Once upon a time, I got my close friend looked so happy. What was happening? “Hilda, guess what? I saw a handsome man in this place. I liked him so much.” She said. “Really? Come on! Let me know him. By the way, what’s his name?” I replied. She answered, “OK. His name is…” Oh damn, she liked the cute boy too. I had to save this love for the cute boy in the deep of my heart. I didn’t want to damage the friendship with my close friend. 

Finally, my other friends knew that she liked the cute boy. And she always shared about her story to me. Sometimes, I gave her many suggestions and she always followed it. She got herself closer to him, but I didn’t feel jealous. Someday, she said to me that the cute boy asked her for some help. Guess what? He asked about a girl’s phone number to her and she gave it. In the same time, my phone received a short message and I opened it, “Hilda?” Then, I asked the sender, “Who?” The sender answered, “You know me, Hilda. I am…” I saw the cute boy’s name was mentioned in the message. WHAT? I was shock. I felt that I was dreaming but it was so real. What was about my close friend? She would be angry with me. I was so confused. 

Time was passed so fast, there were many changes in my life. I got closer with the cute boy and I felt so far with my close friend. I taught it was my life way. My love to the cute boy was growing up. Now, I knew that he was a nice boy. In a Saturday, he begged me to watch him in a competition. He was so brave with his green uniform. In that moment, I could talk with him directly. His voice was… unforgettable. What a pleasurable moment. 

A few weeks later, I lost him. He never sent me any message. Where was he? I miss him. I never saw him in the course place because his class had moved to the other place. Oh please, I wanted to repeat the time. It was too short for me. 

Now, I was a Senior High Student. His school was same with me. He was my senior. I always saw him with a girl. She was his girl. Now, I felt so jealous. I felt so sad. I hated him. He gave me a false hope. I was so regret. I lost my love and my friend. I got nothing.