If question above I ask to all my-men-friends, certainly before they answer my question, they have protested first. “Who is saying, jean, if it’s so difficult for man to unfold his feeling to woman?”; “I’m not difficult to unfold my feeling to woman, jean”; “is it? It’s not, jean. Easy for me to unfold my feeling to girl”; uugghhh, , , a large part certainly say like that, then the answer that I want known from that question finally nothing.
hmmmn, let’s try to pay more attention, man really not difficult to unfold what they feel about woman to their man friend, not to that woman exactly. Come on man, recollect it again. Is it true? Guys, that is not jean means. That is the same as with man shares some stories with his man friend, that also not all. Right? But can man fluently say to his woman friend whom he takes if he likes her, not in a crowded place, not in joke condition or not in another unfocused conditions. Some may answer “I can jean”. That’s because they felt pressed and impel to say directly, or they cannot hold back the feeling longer. But much another, still have doubt, shy even afraid “I’m afraid, jean”; “I’m shy, jean”; “Letter, jean, I still in doubt”. Is it true? Those mean same; man is too difficult to unfold their feeling to woman.
Now, the question is: why is man so difficult to unfold his feeling to woman?
Maybe some is confuse why do I ask this question? I tell some stories.
I have a friend that I knew at the first semester in my campus. Hmmm, for more detail, I give him initial Mr.A. Mr.A is a sweet guy and can diversify into the handsome men group at my campus. From the beginning of first semester up to the second semester, Mr.A is very often talked with me. Not only that one, he also excessively speaks to me in one day although only calls my name, always smile to me, often looks at me, stares my eye in, sits near by me, even sings a piece of love songs for me, actually unfold that he likes me. I am a kind of a girl that must certain in serious things like this thing, still permanent easy-going with his behavior. Until one day when we were in the second semester, Mr.A invited me to go to the second floor of our classroom, where does the class room we usually study present. At that moment was the rest time of our study, so that there are only we two. Then Mr.A said that he wants to say some important things to me. For a long time I waited for him to say something, he still said nothing. Only quiet, even didn't dare to stare his eyes on mine. Until the end, he only reached my hand and held it while said, “There's something I want to say, jean”. Certainly I asked “what is it?” Then he only answered, “After the final test end, I will tell it to you”.
Then, two weeks after that day, he looked at me in front of our test room in the first floor. Then I called him close to me and asked what he wanted to say two weeks ago. His face changed to be more serious. He was quite for a moment then asked me to go to the second floor. At the second floor, he was just silence and spoke nothing. So I asked him few times, what he wanted to say to me. Then he came close to me, took my hands and said, “You’re beautiful, jeadist, very cute and sweet like candy.” I laughed when I heard that. Then he continued, “I like you, jean, because you always be nobody just yourself. I like you because you always kind to another.” Suddenly, two friends of us came to us and fast he let my hands down. Our conversation was unfinished. Then I asked him, “so?” he just said “I just like the ordinary you, jeadist. That’s it.” Then he went to the first floor and gone home.
Since that day until today, where we are in the fifth semester, he changed. He rarely sing the song like before, rarely sit near to me, rarely call my name, rarely look at me, even I rarely meet him at our campus. I really don’t know what happened with him or with our friendship after that day. But one thing that I can learn is, it was too hard for him to tell his feeling about me.
Other story, I have a man friend that I know since the third semester. We are different campus but we met in one subject where he was the student who took that subject and I was the lecture’s assistant. He is two years older than me. At the first month, we never talk to each other, even he never greet me. At the end of the second month, he came to me for collect his paper and at that time I knew his name initially Mr.B. At the third month when the student gathering weekend held, I called his name for filling the absent form at the bus before we go to the place. He just smiles to me. Then while the gathering held, when I talk to him, he always smiles to me. After that gathering party, we still keep in touch by sms or phone call. Then, at January, fifth month since the first time we meet, I went home to my hometown. Sometimes, in the morning, I sent him a sms greeting him good morning and wish him has a nice day. Then one day, he sent me sms and wrote: Thanks Lord Jesus, I have you.... First, I didn’t pay more attention because I think he was thanking to Jesus because he has Jesus as his Lord. But when my cousin red his sms accidentally, she said that “you” is not for Jesus but for m, because for Jesus write in capital and in his other messages, all “you” write for Jesus written in capital and for me written in little form. So? I never ask him about that sms. One thing I could learn was, he maybe so hard to tell his feeling to me.
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