( Senha is in the kitchen, preparing the food... lost in thoughts.)
Chop!
Chop!
Ouch!; l carelessly cut my finger. Luckily!.. it's a minor injury. I just need a bandage.
Thud!
Thud!
I rushed out of the kitchen. Suddenly-
' Hey, Senha what happened?!'.
Seeing me in a hurry, Vikram asked the reason; but l didn't want to Vikram be worried...so-
I signed: Nothing.
He asked: Sure?
( Vikram...)
l saw Senha in a hurry and l asked, but she was stubborn not to answer my question. So l passed.
.
.
.
The first-Aid- box...where is that?
I guess, it should be in the bathroom.
Thud!
Thud!
Creech!-
I opened the door of the bedroom.
Oh! The bathroom was separated and had a security lock system...nice!
Bip!
Slide!
There is the box.
Finally, l found the first aid box.
I opened a bought the anticipated cream and a bandage.
' l knew it; you are hiding something.'
Eeek! He found out.
Vikram sighed: ha...if something happens?...
So let me know first. Now, let me see you.
Suddenly, l noticed after she had gone. She was hiding her hands and also had an offended expression on her face. I knew it right away.
I said: Let me see Senha.
Hey, don't be stubborn...let me see.
She was hiding her hands. She was so stubborn. If there an another girl who did like Senha, l swear- I'll pass.
I don't like forcing people to help.
But, seeing her; l can't help.
She hurt...and l felt irritated.
So, l can't just sit and watch.
I sat her on the sofa and knelt in front of her. I cleared the cut area, and then l rudded the anticipated cream and put the bandage.
After finished, l said: here is done. Now, rest here and leave the cooking to me.
She nodded yes.
Thud!
Thud!
Creech!
( Senha...)
Thud-thud-thud
Grap!
I knew the moment, it was very precious for me...you forgot it.
The moment when l fall in love with you.
Back then...
Due to my unique appearance, in primary school, l had no friends, and they neither made me.
'Let's be good friends'.
' No'.
I asked: but why?
' You looking weird'.
' I'm scared of you.
' Ugly!'.
They mocked me always. But it's not my fault!...l received this from my mother; she is a foreigner.
When l entered High school, it stopped but it still has the number of friends is Zero.
I was a loner girl of my class.
One day.
' Senha l give you the duty to collect the homeworks and brings in the teacher room'.
My class Madam gave me order to collect the homeworks. Then, in our class there total eighty students.
I easily collect the homeworks.
The problem is that the weight of the notes was so heavy.
I was in trouble; l have no friends to asked and no one came to help.
' Do you need a helping hand?'—
The person who came to help, that is you.
The most surprising fact was that; l don't know you. You are as same class as me but in different section.
You are just passing by the class.
I said: No thank. I'll done by myself.
You replied: l know you could...but...hmm...let be friend. So then you let me help you, right?
I asked: Friend... with me?...but why?... is not am l looking ugly?...
' In my point of view, you are gorgeous and cut...and it's my decision'.
You were the first friend l had in high school, so most of my times l spent with you.
You also forgot that what you mother said us—
' Wow! You both look a perfect couple...l hope, in future...you both become a real couple...hehehe'.
' Stop it mom!...we are just friends, right Senha'.
Perfect couple, that you mother told us always.
Suddenly, l begun to notice, about my feelings for you; after all I'm girl.
I was confused; is it a love between friends, or l have a romantic feeling for you?
One day.
Some girls mocked me about my appearance.
' stop that nonsense...she is gorgeous and very cute and her eyes...did you see them before, she also rare'.
Back then, what you talk that made no sense. But l was happy, knowing how you feel about me.
After that, day by day, l became popular among all the students because of my this appearance.
You changed all the students mindset about me...
They gave me a nickname,' the blue princess', ' Rare beauty'. Then I had many friends.
The more friends l made, the more distant between us increased.
I was happy that l made many friends but still l felt lonely; but why?
Until the day.
You had fought with bad boys for me and injured.
I about to cry: who said you to fight with those bad boys.
You replied: They bullied my previous friend and l can't sit and watch. If they bother you again...let me know first.
Finally, l made out of my feelings.
Yes, l fell; l fall in love with you, as a life partner, as a man.
But...we separated after prompted to the class IX.