ACHARADINES

Prologues

THE MOANING OF AKSA'S VOICE

Good night to my own heart; sorry for the many cuts in every corner of your wall by the fantasies I made myself.

Are you ready to become an uninhabited vacuum, when longing fails to reach the meeting.

For every tear that drips, whose water pools wet through the gaps of hope, can we negotiate so that your flow rate is only held back until it is fertilized?

Happy resting hope; sleep in the warm cradle of fantasy euphoria.

For the happiness that once seemed real, is now incarnated into mortal shadows.

—Aksa Melviano's

***

"Dadita, wait. I'm gonna talk to you."

Aksa's breathing gasps, trying to catch up to Danita's pace, which runs down the campus corridor towards the parking lot.

Danita did not look at the source of the voice at all. Heedless of Aksa's words, and prefers to continue walking towards the campus parking lot.

"Woman, listen to me first. I'd like to talk to you. I want us to turn it back, I can clear everything. It's just a misunderstanding."

Aksa pulls out Danita's hand, trying to stop Danita's pace to get Danita to talk to her.

"Isa...Take off my hands."

Danita tries to release Aksa's hand.

"Listen to me first, Danita."

"I can't, Sa. I really can't continue our relationship. I don't want to focus on my studies being interrupted because of my relationship with you" Danita declined.

"I'm going to fix everything, Danita. I promise."

"How many promises have you made to me that you have never kept? You yourself may have forgotten."

Danita continues her path. Danita's gaze remained straight ahead, without looking at Aksa who was trying to match the rhythm of Danita's slightly hasty walk.

"But you have to hear my explanation first, Danita."

Aksa looked at Danita. There was sadness behind his eyes.

"The bottom line is, I can't be with you, Aksa. No matter how great we talk about feelings, between me and you will never be something, let alone unite again."

Danita wears her helmet, turns on her vehicle and leaves Aksa.

Meanwhile, Aksa was still standing still without a word spoken from his mouth. His body was limp down, hearing the words of the woman he loved. Only sadness enveloped the current actions.

I do not know what is in the mind of the woman, so that she could break the rope of hope of a man, who depends entirely on happiness for the woman.

"Give it up, Sa, free."

Arvin patted his best friend's shoulder.

Arvin who did not know where it came from, suddenly was already beside Aksa.

"Something that is forced is not Love its name, but ego. There are still a lot of girls out there, really," continued Arvin.

"Yes, Vin. But I'm unfortunately just the same as him."

"Yes I understand. But do not let you misinterpret the word dear. You love him, and he does the opposite. It could be that you love her because of sincerity, while she loves you because of pity."

Arvin gave advice to his best friend.

"Instead, he left so much that you just stayed. Don't want to hear your explanation yet."

"He just needs time to calm down. I know," said Aksa.

"If indeed he wants to calm down, it means he is disturbed by your existence. He's trying to get away from you, aren't you aware of that?"

"..."

Aksa silenced a thousand languages, could not answer his best friend's question.

There's a truth to what Arvin said. Batin Aksa said.

"Try opening your eyes! There are 131.88 million girls on this earth, and you are still down with 1 girl who is not necessarily sincere love you? There are still a lot of girls out there, Aksa."

Aksa was still silent in front of Arvin. Silenced a thousand languages.

"Yes already. Instead of you continuing to linger in grief, mending tomorrow night we to the coffee shop where you used to hang out, how?" Take Arvin.

"Aren't you going with Nayara tomorrow night?" Aksa threw a question.

"His holiday was his date."

Arvin laughed a little.

"Nayara's plan was to invite me to a poetry night, but I refused. I thought it would be boring" continued Arvin.

"Yes, then. I also happen to have no show tomorrow night. Instead of reading a novel at home make it difficult, find another atmosphere."

Aksa began to show her faint smile, agreeing to her best friend's invitation.

"Well so dong, love affairs are later. The important thing is we think how to be happy ourselves, with the activities we like."

Aksa said his best friend.

"The turtle lays eggs on the beach, the eggs are eaten with pelicans."

Arvin launched his pantun. While Aksa was silent looking at the face of Arvin who had been talking continuously.

"We should take love casually, later if he regrets also reciprocate," continued Arvin.

"Soto tripe, bone soup, satay snail."

Aksa is avenging her best friend's pantun.

"Smooch..."

Arvin held out his two thumbs.

"Let's hurry, go home, snitch."

Answer Aksa Ketus, with a flat facial expression.

Aksa and Arvin ride on a motorbike in a piggy bank, splitting the main campus street leaving the parking lot.

***

No matter how much we talk about feelings.

You and I will never be something.

—Dadies