Contraclockwise

He smiled; this is what I’m waiting for. “Whoa! Thank you and there’s someone who did what Rackie didn’t do!” He’s laughing while saying that then he suddenly became serious and stood up straight. “Man, you deserved that slap!”

"I know, I know! Air, do you have to torture me? I'm dying already and instead of comforting me and tend my wound; you only put an alcohol to torture me." I really want to cry aloud from the pain.

He looked at me with disgust. “I can’t comfort you, man it’s okay but what you did isn’t okay. You hurt her and you made her feel she’s the bad guy.” He sat next to me and sigh, he brush off his hands to his face then pulled his own hair. “Man, I think you need to know this.” He stared at me. “You cry like a girl! Are you male? I mean unlike her, she looks better than you.”

"What do you mean?"

He heave a long sigh first then tap my shoulder. “She doesn’t look betrayed. Okay, in other words, it seems you were the girl who’s crying all her eyes out while she’s so cool as if nothing happened.” I thought for a while. I need to fix myself for her so when I face her, I’m really ready.

Art and I were staring blankly in his office, his staring at the plate on the table. “What do you think she’s thinking, bro?” Art asks.

I shook my head. “I don’t know. That girl is unpredictable and unable to read.”

“Yeah, right…” he replied. “Super extraordinarily, no one can really describe her, she’s no ordinary girl.”

It seems like an open secret for both of us that my brother likes my ex-girlfriend. We aren’t that close before when dad suddenly brought him home. I also receive some physical pain from him when he found out I cheated.

“Well, we have no choice.” He said who’s still staring at the plate.

here is do we have a choice? Her words were like king’s rules. The moment she

felt her intimidating

was terrifying and the slapped I received wasn’t just husband and

who let her slipped away, what really is missing that time was the

that’s what

too late for you, she doesn’t

He’s leaning on the chair

No, I court her years ago but she turned me down.” He sighed then looked at me. “And that’s your fault!” he said while looking straight through my eyes. I avert my eyes away. “You made her built

go back to my office, I just went here because of those papers.”

you

filled with the heat of the moment instead of

to the days

me how a perfect love goes

me how

they

God give me a

on bended

call me to have a concert over

you’re the only one who

“Later.” She replied.

can only do, what? I was startled when