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Secret Love (Teenage Story)
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It still feels like to linger with a blanket that covers.Lately lately the weather is erratic, sometimes cold bone piercing, sometimes hot burning. The time shows at 03.00 WIB in the morning, when the device sounds several times. Just a missed call, after which a message came in.
[Already tahajud, not yet? I've been waiting for the front gate from earlier. Borrow money 50,000.forgot bring money to the warkop earlier]
[Official, wait a minute, I'm out]
Almost every day, this man does not seem deterred to disturb my sleep, the reason is always the same, forget to bring money when going to enjoy coffee with his colleagues. Without washing my face, I picked up my jacket and went to see him, too, pity that he waited too long.
I thrust a blue sheet bearing the number 50,000 on the sidelines of the gate fence kosku.Iaters smiled sweetly when I saw me approaching him.
“Your habit is Rend, often do not bring a wallet if you want to copy.”
“Nothing warkopnya, right, close to your cost. All you want to see your face when you just wake up.”
“Ah, cook want to see girls ‘rembes’ anyway, Rend?”
“Why? Shy?”
“No, I am, right, sweet, want to take a shower or not stay sweet. Already there go!”
He chuckled at my answer. As it passed, he shouted, “Tahajud ya! Don't sleep again”.The man disappeared into the street lights.
***
Rendi Akbar Alamsyah, student from outside Java. Handsome and thin-brained, “insklopedia” so many friends nicknamed the man.I knew him when following the class of extra-campus organization activities. He's a classmate, just different majors, I'm in the Language department, while Rendi likes history.
I forget, since when did this self began to be familiar with Rendi.Walau only limited to friends but I do not hesitate to show its shortcomings.“I like your ceplas-ceplos,” so he said.We used to discuss many things.The collection of books Rendi like a library where to borrow books, especially when there is a paper assignment. Not even reluctant to take this activist to the boarding house, forcing myself to read some books that have just been purchased. This man is indeed a book enthusiast.From fiction to science devoured.This eye always sparkles to see the prowess of this man.
Our conversation is getting more intense, not only about books or lecture materials.Rendi is an entertainer and tranquilizer when I have a lot of problems. In fact, this young man seemed to have a way of making a laugh. Many times this sidekick sends poetry when I see me sad, even when angry. The rhymes made a blow. I remember when my GPA suddenly went into freefall in one semester, when this guy sent a poem about women, and at the end of the sentence, he wrote, “Don't be sad! You are still a great woman, those values do not affect who you are, Rania Salsabillah.”
****
Day after day, I enjoyed Rendi's attention. Not many know our closeness because we like to have a way to hide feelings, especially when gathered with many friends.Silently love each other and jealousy.Only friends but friendly because there is a barrier that can not be broken. Seeing each other's happiness is how we love, even if it hurts.
The next few semesters, when our relationship was a bit spaced. I saw that Rendi was approaching with our underclassman, a freshman, and he asked me to become a matchmaker. This karibku often called back in the middle of the night just to tell stories and ask my opinion about the actions he should have, he did to get the love of Raisa.
“Just come to Raisa's room, pretend to ask how many people are taking part in our extra organization at her cost.”
“That's yes? ”
“It is..”.
“I doubt, may ask something, no?”
“Just.”
“If for example there is a guy who likes you, How?”
“Emang no yes?”
“Of course, you are the types of women who are easily loved by men.”
“Gombal, does anyone like me?”
“Ah, you know but pretend not to know.”
We just kept quiet on each other's devices. The silence of the night reminded us of the conditions that would occur if we continued. In any case, our closeness will remain forever friends. Rendi did not want to hurt any woman, because she could not choose the woman who would be her companion. The family has given an ultimatum that this man should marry his father's colleague's son. I understand the conditions that occur, and did not expect more than to be best friends.We both know how we feel, he said, but prefer to keep the feeling of not being hurt.This feeling is finally only a secret love between us.
***
As time went on, I began to be realistic, when there were other men who expressed seriousness, so I took the risk to learn to love others. Burying deep feelings towards Rendi.
My laughter is ringing constantly. I saw twenty-five calls coming in from the same person. This feeling, can't just make me indifferent.
[Come here! I'm waiting for you near the faculty park. The splinter!]
I saw Reni acting a little strange. The usual shady face looks red with eyebrows appear clashing with each other. A sharp gaze like wanting to swallow.If I were bread, it might have been crushed out. I smiled, but there was no response.
“You angry?” lirihku hid fret. His finger signaled to immediately sit next to him.
For some time, we were silent, occasionally taking a deep breath. I let him be comfortable, before something finally came out of his lips.
“Do you now walk with Saka?”
“Iya”
“Why should it be with him?”
“I'm sorry, didn't you also approach another woman?”
“Only so that you are jealous.”
“You know very well how I feel, Rend.Don't you know there's more to it than just being jealous?”
“Yes, I know, but my heart hurts to see you with another.”
“We must learn to let go, Rend, or will be more and more hurt.”
“If one day you get married to Saka, will you still call me?”
“Of course not, Rend. Don't you know the reason. It is inappropriate not if a wife often contacts other men without a reason. I'm sure you don't like seeing women like that either.”
“This is what makes you different from some women I know.”
“You will tell your husband about our friendship?”
“Sure, there's nothing to hide, right?”
“Good then”
“I can still call me?”
“Sure, but to the knowledge of my husband.”
“Are you happy with your decision?”
“Happy,” I'm sorry even though I feel something is raging in the chest.
Rendi just took a deep breath, then took me to lunch at our favorite stall. There's not much to talk about. We just enjoyed the order meal. Split up in the alley to our respective kos. Before the figure really moved away, he said, “If Saka can not divide you, then contact me.”
It was the last chat with Rendi. We continue each other's lives. Not much I heard about him. My best friend once sent a message that his stomach was in trouble again. I'm just replying to the message and suggesting not to assume this. My biggest regret is not being able to see him even in the name of friendship.
Rendi was still watching me even from afar.The bourgeois guy could tell that I had a problem with Saka. Like before, he would pretend to need a small loan of money, just to find out my condition was fine. Though all know, the savings in his account did not run out seven derivatives.
***
Ten years have passed.My happiness with Saka more complete with the presence of the fruit of our love.While I have focused as a housewife, news about Rendi was not much I know. Heard about it only from the social networking sites he followed. I am so happy to see her as a poem to another woman.
Besides Saka, no one knows our story. Only my husband knew the poetry verses that Rendi had sent me. He also knows how much we admire each other even though the conditions cannot unite us. Whatever it is, my daughter's father is my savior. He taught me what it means to love, and I loved him to this very moment.
This morning, October 25, 2018, I saw a television station reporting a series of accidents along the Johor Malaysia road. One of the victims was the crown prince of a well-known property company PT. CIPTA ALAMSYAH, Rendi Akbar Alamsyah, died on a family business trip.
My lips were moaning, the water droplets dripping from my netraku.Saka was just glued to see me. However, Rendi is my best friend.He was once in the story of my life journey. I admire him in silence. Always pray for his happiness. This time I release him to the realm of eternity with the prayer I offer.
Finishes.
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