MISUNDERSTAND

Eric did his best. The man was willing to wait outside the cafe, hoping Sandra would get off work and meet him soon. He needs to see the little girl who is often present filling his mind, even though Sandra is even reluctant to just say one sentence.

"Sandra."

Eric moved quickly when Sandra almost passed him. The man grabbed Sandra's hand, so that at least Sandra could give him a chance to find out the reason behind their relationship that had ended.

"I need you," Eric said. "Don't you miss, San?"

"We're over," Sandra said. He was reluctant to turn around, but did not escape too. "Is it still not very clear, huh, my statement? We're over, Eric."

"That doesn't make sense, San." Eric inhaled. Annoyed and tired of all Sandra's statements like that. "We don't fight, right? I also don't do anything that makes you hurt, right?"

"Anyway, it's over." Very slowly, Sandra kept Eric's hand away from his. He turned to look at the man. Eric looked miserable, making Sandra display a sad smile. "What is this? Begging for feedback? Sorry, yes, Eric. Don't expect too much. For me, this kind of relationship is just a game. And, I'm already bored. So, I'm ending this easily."

Eric was stunned, speechless at Sandra's statement. Sandra that he knew was not like this, the girl was always nice and never said anything hurtful. As far as he knew, Sandra always adored him and loved him.

"All of which--"

"I'm being nice to you, yes, that's part of the game." Sandra cuts Eric's expression as fast as possible. He found the look in Eric's eyes turned wistfully, as if he had lost his world. Sandra acted indifferently, the girl stared briefly at her watch. "Don't bother anymore. Understand, right?"

Then, Sandra turned to leave Eric. Before the man intercepted or stated something else. Sandra could only breathe easily when she found a taxi that could immediately take her home. He could not stand it, holding back the pounding and his own desires was certainly not something good.

Arriving at home, Sandra rests on her favorite sofa. He lives alone, but only now really feels lonely again. Three days ago, Eric was still by Sandra's side to discuss everything together. The discussion with Eric was not really important, light and warm. Success evokes memories of Sandra who actually has been holding back furiously. Sandra was tired, she leaned her back and let all the memories rotate in her mind.

"You really like reading novels, don't you, San?"

Eric's words a few weeks ago came to mind. The man always wants to know everything about Sandra, as if Sandra is his world.

"Let's just go to the library, how about it? Or the bookstore? Eh, what do you like about books, huh? Still, I'm the most romantic even though you've found many characters in the novel."

Sandra chuckled alone. He knew this was crazy. Trying however, Eric's words during his stay were reluctant to fade from his mind. The man is good at making the situation better. Sandra likes all of Eric's honest expressions, as well as light jokes that sometimes just blurt out.

But now, that won't happen again. Sandra wants to be assertive, do not want to be with a man who quietly walks with other women and only alone because of personal interests.

Eric came home frantically. Little did not accept that everything was just a game in the eyes of the girl he loved, even though he was desperately guarding his relationship to last this year.

Unfortunately, Eric felt his heart more chaotic when choosing to eat his favorite instant noodles. Hunger made him feel the need to eat even though he was frantic. However, he actually remembered when with Sandra, the girl always showed a smile as bright as the sun even though she could only eat instant noodles with him. Sandra never complained, accepting the simple conditions of being with Eric.

After eating without enjoying, Eric rose from his place. He decided to watch television while sitting comfortably on the red soft sofa. However, there are no interesting television channels. He shifted his gaze to all places, then found a book located on his side. As far as he knew, the book belonged to his friend who had talked about it. I was so curious, Eric opened the book and read it. Many pages are blank, but the most recent page successfully surprised him. There is a letter tucked there. Eric read it over and over, making sure he didn't read it wrong.

'I just want to tell you, it's not all your fault. You don't need responsibility, because I'm the wrong way. But you were really kind, I was sure I would walk with my child Nira, then I wanted to be the father of Nira. I was a little baper, though. But you know yourself too. Eh, but, walking with you is fun. If you want, you can do it again. If you don't mind. '

Eric blinked as much as he could. As much as you read it, the contents don't change. He remembered last week Sandra visited his house and watched a movie while he was busy in the kitchen preparing decent food for his favorite girl. It is possible, Sandra ended the relationship because of a misunderstanding. Perhaps, Sandra thought it was her diary and considered herself approaching another girl because of the slip of the letter. Eric quietly smiled, realizing that he needed to go back to see Sandra and explain.

And by the way ... Eric loved the girl's bitter expression towards him earlier. Back imagined, making Eric laugh. It was so impatient to meet the girl and persuade her to start again. It was futile to say that he thought Sandra really thought his relationship was playing.

"You're really jealous, huh, San. You should be honest, really, so you don't need to be upset like this." ***