“Why?” in my head, wondered.
I had this hunch that something wasn’t right.
After I finished my exam, I returned the pen and said “Thanks”
He replied me with “Niky, kamu jahat ke kak ####” (I had to censor the name, even though the whole class knows who it is).
I was totally shocked and clueless about what he just said, “HAH?! Maksudnya?? Jahat gimana, jahat apa?”
“Ya jahat kamu gituin kak ####” he replied.
Then the lecturer asked me to leave the class and head home because I had finished my exam.
How could someone I used to admire call me bad.. mean.. evil.. jahat.. after all the time I’ve spent on helping him.
We still greeted each other the last time we met.
I wish he could explain everything straight to me because I always end up hearing his point of view from my classmates.
I try to remember every moment we shared despite how sad it is to face that pain again.
The moment when he left my chats on read.
The moment when I called him then realized he didn’t saved my number (or might deleted it for no reason).
The moment when he ignored me on my birthday, wished me days later with another fake promises.
The moment when I was always there to help him but he would never help me.
The moment when I started to feel like he was just using me.
The moment when I deleted his bbm contact because all of those things.
Am I bad person just because I deleted his contact and moved on?
I never meant the bad closure. I was just tired hoping to be loved, appreciated, cared for, and treated right by him.
I guess while I was hurting, I also caused hurt.
We hurt each other and I can’t change that.
I can’t change the fact that we are all the bad person in someone’s story.
He became the bad guy in my story and I became the villain in his story because he wasn’t ready to let me go.
