3. YOU ARE SO SWEET

I immediately stood up and chased by jogging on this green grass. I kept trying so I could be by his side. The girl walked briskly like a model with her tall and thin body. "Hey, wait for me! Where are you going?" I asked out loud. He turned his head with a sharp gaze then turned again and started walking fast again. I tried to follow him and I crossed the street like him. I continued to follow him even though I was breathing fast enough. Why doesn't that girl just go home if she wants to run away from me. Where does he actually want to go? I'm very interested in this mysterious girl. Now suddenly I was surprised because it turns out I arrived in front of a lake. Yes the girl was standing on the side of the lake glowing in the sun. He bent his arms in front of his chest. The girl stared at the lake blankly. I don't know maybe my mind was racing or maybe he was annoyed with me. I tried to get closer by standing next to him. I feel like a good big brother to him. Because I know. He and I are far apart in age. I try not to say anything when I'm around him. Because I think he is enjoying the view or maybe he is venting everything he feels on the vastness of the lake in front of him. "Speak," the girl said in a low voice but kept her eyes fixed on the front. Is he afraid to see my face? "Oh yeah, hm, I wanted to apologize to you because I wasn't quick to help you back then. Will you forgive me?" I asked politely. I saw her face from the side that looked very sweet. "Yeah I'm sorry. Actually you don't need to apologize anyway," he said casually. "Thanks then," I said and then paused. "Hm, oh yeah, what were you doing that night? Your eyes were bruised and your lips were bleeding, weren't I? I didn't see it wrong, right?" I asked a little doubtfully. I'm afraid he'll be upset. "Yeah I just got hurt. I was hit by someone so I was scared. I hid in your car because someone was trying to find me," he explained, making me even more curious about the girl. "Then you were okay after that night? Who was the one who beat you and chased you? Have you called the police?" I asked quickly. He smiled a little. I could see that smile is very sweet. "You're asking too much. I don't even know you," he said, now turning to look at my face.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot to ask your name. Let's get acquainted. My name is Aslan and yours?" I asked still holding his hand. "Jihan Karbela. Just call me Jihan," he answered and let go of his hand. I nodded with a smile. He looked back at the lake in front of him. "After that night of course I didn't feel well and I can't tell you who hit me. I also have no intention of reporting that person to the police," the girl said and looked at the quiet lake again. I was surprised when he said that to me. "Really, you're a patient woman," I complimented looking at him from the side. I didn't want to pressure him to go too far. He also didn't seem like he wanted to tell me his story. "Thank you," he replied, smiling at me. "I'm really impressed with you. Because you complimented me. You were the first to compliment me like that. Oh yeah, what's your name?" asked the sweet girl. "I already said my name," I replied, squinting at him. He nodded as if remembering something. "Oh yeah, your name is... Aslan, right?" I nodded firmly while tugging at the corners of my lips. "Why did you run away from me?" I asked curiously. I'm just curious. Because since the two of us were in front of the lake he looked completely different. From jutek to very sweet. "Actually, all those who try to get close to me. I will definitely avoid," the girl beside me answered without looking at me. He kept looking at the lake in front of him. "Huh? Are you serious? Then why did you do that?" "Yes, because I really don't like talking to people. It doesn't matter to me," exclaimed the girl named Jihan with a straight face. "Could it be that I'm special to be able to talk to you?" I asked handsomely. "You're the only one who followed me all the way here. You've been following me since the bakery too, haven't you?" This girl with a model-like appearance looks at my face with a smile. "You are so arrogant. Yes, you are. You may be different from the others. But that doesn't mean you are special. I just salute you. You can follow me all the way here. . Her sharp nose and thin lips are very beautiful. Her long, wavy blonde hair. "Are you amused by me?" I asked in disbelief. I looked down for a moment and smiled at him. "Thank you so much Jihan," I said looking into his eyes. Those beautiful caramel brown eyes made me melt. The girl just smiled as she looked at the water shining in the sun.

"Where do you work? You're so flat, aren't you? You're so happy to be entertained by me." "I work as..." he seemed confused to say something. "Yeah, you don't need to know my job," he said firmly. "Oh, okay fine then." "What about you, Aslan?" asked this cute girl looking at me. He called my name. I feel so happy. "I work as a CEO in my own company. My company is in fashion." "So cool! You're a rich man, aren't you?" Jihan exclaimed by looking at me from head to toe with a surprised face. "Yeah, that's what people say. But I try not to be arrogant. I mean I just want to be simple and I want to be friends with anyone. Including you. We're friends today, right?" I asked with a smile. "You're like a child. You don't deserve that old face of yours," Jihan said mocking me with a disdainful glance. "Huh? I look old? Oh my God, how can you be," I complained with a pitiful face. "I know you must be 28 years old. Isn't that right?" Jihan said as if confident. "And you're nineteen years old. Is that right?" I asked unwillingly. "Shit! You're absolutely right," he said, looking down. "Yes, I'm also 28 years old. I guessed right," I replied, nudging his upper arm. Jihan just smiled a little while looking at the lake with pleasure. His eyes held something. He seemed to feel calm when he saw the lake. "You don't like your age? Why did you look down earlier?" I asked boldly. "Hey Aslan, you're always second-guessing about me," he called out in disgust at me. I laughed at his words.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just trying to talk to you again. So I asked something. Maybe that's all I have in mind. Don't worry Jihan, you don't have to answer all my questions," I said clearly beside him. "Yes, I know that. You don't need to apologize. I just don't enjoy my age. Maybe because I don't have many friends my age," Jihan replied with a smile as if forcing himself to accept fate. "You're the one who avoids talking to people you don't think are important." "Yes they are, but they should be like you." "You really like it, don't you? Being chased like that before," I said and laughed a little. Jihan laughed too. "If you don't mind. I can be your friend who is nineteen years old. I'll try to be your age," I said confidently. He looks thoughtful. My face remains towards the lake. Maybe he doesn't believe me or he doesn't believe I can keep secrets. But I wish I could see and talk to Jihan. Because Jihan is a different woman I've ever met.