There is one mistake people often make when they've been comfortable for too long: they start to believe comfort is a sign of love. Andi began to hope. Not because Indri had ever promised anything. Not because Indri had ever said she loved him. But because Indri was always there. When Andi was sick, Indri asked how he was doing. When Andi was sad, Indri listened. When Andi was losing heart, Indri came with a smile.
One night, they sat in a park. The sky was full of stars. Indri said, "Ndi..." "Hmm?" "What do you think love is?" Andi fell silent for quite a while. Then he smiled. "Love is when you want someone to be happy, even if that happiness isn't with you." Indri looked at him. "That's such a sad answer." Andi chuckled softly. "Maybe because I spend too much time thinking about something that may never happen." Indri didn't understand. She only smiled. Meanwhile, Andi lowered his head. That night, he almost told her everything. Almost. But courage often loses to the fear of losing someone. He was afraid that if he confessed his feelings, Indri would leave. So Andi chose to remain silent. He didn't know... his silence that day would become the beginning of a long wound.