I don't like dying people. But it's reality. When Enyah suddenly came into the picture, and decided to stay at her hometown for the rest of her life – I never thought that her involvement in my life would be quite huge.
It sucks to hear and accept the fact about her homecoming. But what sucks more is the idea that she was trying to ruin something that was already non-existing. I was fine, and living my life until she decided to bring back the old stuffs. The stuffs that are too old to be rekindled. The stuffs that according to my own perception only exists in my past.
And that brings us to my childhood and the friends that I used to associate childhood with.
BBPJ. Also known as 'Bryyan' 'Benchi' 'Polo' and 'Jowl', weren't boy band from the 90's, but were known as my friends back then. What has really gotten to us was a history from the previous chapters that I wouldn't want to recall. Not now, not ever.
See, I am not getting any bitter here. But it really gets into my nerves. Enyah, of all the girl friends I know, suddenly came up with a mission as she returned. Yes, it was the same idiotic idea that my brother came up with when he decided to set me up with Enyah's brother, Timmy.
And now this pretty young lady who was enjoying the rest of her life was taking advantage of everything she got, for me and the old friends to kiss and make up. And who am I to object? She is sick and dying, and I have a lot more time to tolerate her crap and straighten things up. And if anything gets to worse? I'll have more time to continue living the life that I currently have right now.
What's her point? Hmmm.. She just wants me to put the grudges against BBPJ to the very far corner of my consciousness, and eventually be friends again with the four people from the dark past. And how does she want to start the mission?
She came up with the very idea of putting Polo at the limelight and without me knowing, somebody was about to steal the spotlight to Polo. In fact, he was at the very spot where I really love to do my stuffs. Yes, he was currently hanging out in my favorite spot. Comfortably.
When Polo announced Bryyan's name, I thought it was the end of me. Why is he here? And what the heck is he planning to make out of this show?
Turns out that Bryyan was about to say crappy stuffs, the ones that I know I'm about to hear and not eager to listen to. And with Arnold at the garden, Enyah at her house, Timmy at the doorstep.. I just couldn't contain this surprise, shock and hysteria!
Why do they have to appear little by little at my doorstep, every new week of my life?
The issue with Timmy wasn't even over yet! And the friendship hasn't started it's toll. And now this new entity. Bryyan. What does he want from me?
He was a crappy thing. Much crappy than Timmy ever had been. For one, he WAS my FRIEND. And I almost thought that his family was a bit close or next to mine. He was one of my biggest crush when I realize that a child could ever feel such feeling. We went to parties together and I thought that when we reach a certain age, something might be romantically cooking for us.
BUT things change. And people change. And his fairly odd sisters are not so fairy at all. Not now, or ever. The fairytale of us being together at this age too soon, was a nightmare for me. And I don't wanna go back to where things started.
I don't want Bryyan to ever land on my new life ever. Even if this means everything to Enyah. Because it doesn't mean anything to me.
And yes, this fairytale that I once dreamed for Bryyan and I was already translated to Arnold's arms. But what about Timmy? I don't know. I do not wish for Timmy's major come back, but now that he's here. I'm quite confused to what, where or which does the story leads me.
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