How to Forget Him

‘How can I forget him, if everything reminds me of him?’ Nayla said to herself.

“Nay, Nayla,” Nathan called out to Nayla, but the caller didn’t budge an inch.

“Nay,” This time, Nathan touched Nayla’s shoulder, breaking Nayla’s thoughts instantly.

“Ihh, habit, my heart almost fell out,” Nayla hit Nathan’s back quite hard.

“After all, you was dumbfounded. Why?”

“Since Arkan died, your face has become MADESU, it’s Medan like a peopl's future is bleak. There is no joy,” Nathan continued.

“Ihh, what which you know about my future? Hah! Don’t say it again,” Nayla put on an annoyed face. For some reason, every time she met Nathan, Nayla was often annoyed by the tall guy.

“Nay, I know, you must have lost Arkan, I am the same. As a friend, I’m also sad that Arkan died,” even though Nathan and Arkan were more suitable to be called rivals than friends. Because, they are like Siberian cats who never get along. The main factor is because they fight over Nayla’s love. Unfortunately, Nayla prefers A