All About You
The Same Feelings

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Galang suddenly felt sorry when he arrived in front of a large house that was already crowded. Why did he follow two friends to attend a sister's birthday party? although they did know the host because he was a member of a student association, but this even felt awkward for him.

It's nothing, because Amara was there too. He was afraid that the girl would think that she was following him there. Although in reality he did want to, but Galang felt that he did not have the right to follow him.

Who me? his inner.

"Dream of it bro! why eat?" some of his friends approached. And one of them gave him a can.

"Dedek emesh lu anteng same temen class," another one jerked his chin towards the front. Amara was busy conversing with some of her friends.

The girl turned her head, and she was indeed aware of the young man's presence there. Amara refused to go to him. And he was just trying to be ordinary.

"Why? marahan again, huh?" said another friend, who had been watching Galang since he entered the house.

"What?"

"You're marahan, you don't usually think this."

"No, who's up?"

"He used to think of lu mulu, Lang."

"Huh?"

"Lu broke up with her?"

"Decided?"

"Hu'um."

"About. Uh, I mean, I've never been with him, why break up?"

"Seriously? I think you're dating Amara, his abis everywhere always together."

"Huh? looks like that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Galang was silent with a frown. For a moment he thought, do they look that close? Because it felt like he was acting ordinary, and Amara also seemed to be the same. It's just, they often walk together, and go home together. The rest, there was nothing else between them.

Iyeakah?

He looked back at Amara who seemed to be joking with his friends. Things he rarely sees. Especially since they rarely meet. Especially lately he was not preoccupied with his work as a race crew Rania.

Something was stuck in the heart, when the girl laughed out loud, but not with him. Except with someone else.

A male friend grabbed her shoulder, then took a picture with the girl, who for some reason immediately made Galang's chest rumble.

"What ..." he reacted, and almost went to the two of them. But the young man quickly woke up.

Who is he, huh? why do I feel troubled? he likes her. her mind is monologuing.

Then he decided to retreat, and turned his steps towards the door.

"Where are you?" a friend asked.

"Reverse."

"It's not over, pea!"

"As far as you're concerned, I have business." Get out of the house.

"What business?"

The young man stopped his steps.

The affairs of the heart, which I must assure you, but he only muttered in his heart, then continued his steps to the place where his favorite bike was parked neatly.

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Actually, Amara felt happy when she saw Galang was also in that place. But unfortunately he still felt annoyed with his attitude the other day. Especially at this time, the young man instead remained with his fellow guildmates, without even greeting him as usual.

He tried to be indifferent, but still occasionally Amara glanced to make sure that he was there. I don't know why his feelings are more on him now. He wanted attention, but Galang still ignored him.

Then his gaze he circled around the room when he no longer found Galang's figure in the original place.

"Mmm .. I saw Galang, didn't I?" Amara confronts one of the people she recognizes as her community friend Galang.

"Get out." replied the young man.

"out?"

"home."

"Come home?"

"He said that." He jerked his chin outwards. It looks like Galang who has ridden a motorcycle, then put on his helmet.

Amara was silent to think, then she decided to follow the young man.

Galang had run his motorcycle outwards, when Amara arrived, and was about to leave the place before Amara finally threw a canned drink in his almost empty hand at his back.

The young man stopped, turned to look at the drink can lying near his feet, then turned to the suspect. He frowned to find the girl standing behind with an unusual look.

"What's the problem?" He almost shouted.

"I should ask, brother what's the matter?" Amara shouted back.

"Lho's? the one who threw the drink can was you, wasn't I?" he said, a little emotion.

"You're the one who made me sprain, and not the drink cans I really wanted to throw."

"Well, how come you're being loud?"

"Basically a insensitive guy!" Amara's approaching.

"Did you?"

The girl then rode on the back of her bike.

"Where are you going? the party's not over." I was a little surprised by what the girl was doing.

"Where are you going? I'm coming along." replied Amara, who then wrapped her hands around Galang's waist.

"Huh?"

"I think we need to talk. I have to talk before it's too late, and my brother belongs to someone else" Amara said.

"You mean?"

"Udah, just walk away, why the hell?"

"What did you mean just now?"

"I don't want to talk here. We'll talk somewhere else."

"Where?"

"Whatever."

"Well?"

"Dudul's spout!"

"Mmc ...

"High, the way Rania called you? The title! and you like her so much, when she obviously belongs to someone else." the girl patted her back hard.

"It means what the hell, don't understand."

"We'll have a real conversation, let you know. Do not just the same engine Rania you know. Ignoring others."

"What?"

"You're hanging out with machines too much so gini-rich oon!" he patted the young man's back in front of him even harder.

"Sick Ra!" galang Protest.

"And it feels like it's gonna hurt even more if we don't talk real."

"What by the way?"

"Just go ahead!"

"Mc ...

"Road!!"

Without much more to say, Galang again running the two wheeled machine. They drove across the city almost that afternoon, with no direction or purpose. Just keep walking until finally, after a while, they arrive somewhere Amara has never been.

A place in the western part of the city of Bandung known as a tourist area, with a view of the wild as usual. The cold air immediately seeped as soon as they arrived, it was clear that the hills and forests became the greatest dominance in the place. And The Lodge became Galang's choice when he decided to follow Amara's wishes.

Galang offered a bottle of soft drink he bought around, while Amara sat on a wooden chair not far from some traditional buildings that look so beautiful, matching the atmosphere of the cool forest.

"I'm not angry, just angry."

"I don't think that's too important. I'm working anyway, right?"

"I don't know why I think it's important. But you know the message I sent was not brother bales because he was busy nemenin brother race's best friend who felt like a sprain."

"Lho's? that was my job. How do you even know that I am Rania? I was there to be needed because my job was to check the engine as well as the mastiin everything was in order. Not just Rania's nemenin."

Why does this feel like I'm clear about the same problem as a jealous girlfriend? batin Galang's.

"I saw it that way, and you can still really kayak before Rania got married."

"Well? I'm the same Rania from childhood. Where is his fault? you keep looking where you are too?"

"When he videocallan same brother Dimitri."

"Hum?"

"Continue? I'm the same brother Dim, and the same brother Rania." The girl sipped her drink. I don't know why his throat feels like it's stuck.

"Continue?"

"I feel disappointed, see brother is still as familiar as him. While I, .. sometimes feel awkward when I meet Brother Dim. Though we were also equally familiar since childhood, even ..." Amara hung her words.

"Even what?"

"Mm .. no." the girl shook her head.

Why should I tell you about that problem? not important.

"What is the point now?"

"It's okay if I reveal how I feel as a guy?"

"Huh, what?"

"If I say I like you, isn't it wrong?"

Suddenly it froze.

"Any." the girl chuckled. "Because of my broken heart, I love other broken heart victims."

The young man nodded slowly. Trying to properly digest the words that came out of the mouth of the girl in front of him.

"Even silence?" amara murmurs.

"Try back what you said? I think I heard it wrong?" Galang.

"Ish, .. basic."

"Wrinkling?"

"You are not sensitive!"

"I just want to make sure I don't hear wrong. And not just baper himself." those words finally slid also from his mouth.

Amara.

"I've been scared all along, if I was just a kebaperan. I have this feeling of being alone, and know the people I like the other person. I'm scared."

Amara put her lips together.

"And I was also afraid that what I felt was a form of escape from heartbreak. It's just a distraction from the pain I've been through for loving someone next to my heart. And the most painful thing about it is realizing that this feeling is only temporary, and I'm going to end up hurting myself."

"I'm not sure of my own feelings. Are you sure of your own feelings?" he then asked. "I'm afraid we'll hurt each other after this."

"You say your feelings, as if you've never had a heartbreak before. You say it easily. While I was still trying to convince myself. Not because it is still heartbroken, but because it still chooses which feelings are right, and which ones are just impingements. Dear not, if it turns out that everything we feel is just an impingement?"

"Sister says we have to move on, can't think of a broken heart. And now, that's what I'm doing."

"By turning your gaze to me?"

"That's not what it means."

"But I caught him that's Ra."

Amara fell silent. He himself was confused, but he was also confident in his own feelings. That this is not just a diversion of feelings or that Galang uttered as an impingement of heartache. His feelings were already linked to the young man, it was clear from what he had experienced as long as they were far apart. And he is able to understand his own feelings. It's just that he can't explain it like what it is.

"Don't you have the same feeling as me?" Amara then asked.

"I told you ...

"Jawab, you don't like me?" he with his firmness.

"Su-like the hell, but ...

"Like it or not? don't wear it but. Like as a guy the same girl, feelings for the opposite sex, not as a friend, let alone a sister. Because for me, there is no ordinary relationship between two opposite sex other than there is more feeling to have each other."

"Your speech is Ra's height."

"Ck! just answer me. If for example, my brother did not have the rich feelings that I explained earlier, I would not approach anymore. I'll make sure I stay away." The girl gets up.

"What's that?" React error.

"Why, I have a big feeling with my sister, but I can't get a decent reply. Even later brother to someone else. I'm gonna be sick again, because for the second time I'm keeping people's soul mates."

Galang.

"i'm serious. I have to do it like it hurts more. So I drifted away before this feeling got bigger. I will not be heartbroken again."

"How do you know that feeling is weird, Ra."

"Yes because sister is weird too."

"Which side?"

"I don't want to tell you anymore."

"Lho?"

"So, answer me. Does she like me or not? don't wear it, but."

He bit his lower lip hard.

Does he have to answer with his feelings or not? because both of them create a dilemma.

"No? yes, that's it." Amara twisted her body in disappointment.

"Eh, .. Where are you going?" He pulled his hand.

"Go home, what's the matter?"

"Kok home? haven't I answered yet?"

"The answer is no. The feeling of such a big brother is the same, brother Rania, how could I possibly be able to give up? lucky to be him. Everyone loves him."

"Hmmm... Have you been jealous?"

"Not jealous, but that's the truth." he pulled his hand which was still in Galang's grasp.

"I like you." the young man muttered.

"He's cool, champion continues, famous again. Everyone loves him obviously. Mama Fia is just as dear as she is."

"I like you too." He repeated his sentence.

"She became a model in Magazine, got endorsements again, ahh ...

"I also like you" said Galang again with a feeling of anxiety.

"Huh? what's?"

"I like you too, don't complain and focus on seeing others, but ourselves being ignored."

"Mmc ..." Amara fell silent.

"Let's move on together?" Galang smiled, then he approached so that the distance between them almost disappeared.

"Sister!!" Amara embraced the young man's body tightly, and the distance between the two completely disappeared.

His height which was only a chest of Galang made him drown when the young man returned his embrace no less tightly.

Amara looked up, along with Galang who slightly lowered his head, then they both laughed.

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