ACHARADINES

Fall off

THE VOICE OF DANITA

On a piece of old paper; your hope binds.

Sharpen my wild imagination, imprison common sense.

You created it; I also have no effort.

Cursed be I, for your poor love;

Endure it with a lump of memories that are not ingrained;

It makes you a sinner who begs the news.

Excuse me.

the thing you used to glorify that you called heart is now broken,

for all my carelessness and greed in love.

Now let me choose to love my choice, which you may think is wrong.

I'm pampering.

—Dadies

***

"Din, the guest sitting at table number 6 wants to meet you. Let's meet him now" said Dena.

Radinda was still focused on looking at her laptop screen, without turning her head towards Dena who was talking to her, "who? What's the need?"

"You meet first" said Dena.

Can't see anyone sitting quietly a little bit, yeah! Who, anyway. Radinda's inner speech.

Radinda moved from her place, walking with a lethargic facial expression— seemed lazy to meet the person in question Dena.

Radinda's pace stopped for a moment, seeing from a distance there were 2 men who were sitting at the table number 6— with a cup of coffee that was available on the table.

"Aksaaa..." Radinda spoke for herself.

What's the need for him to come here? It's not like tonight he has an appointment with Danita. Inner says.

Radinda let out a long sigh, gathering the courage to approach the table.

"Hi, what did you call me just now?"

Radinda's face is slightly restrained—trying to show a smile to Aksa.

"Call you...?"

Aksa looked at Radinda in confusion. I don't know what Radinda meant.

"Eh, Radinda," Arvin smiled, "I want to add an order, so I call you here."

Radinda shows her a row of white teeth, returning Arvin's smile.

Pestilent. Put where my face is. I thought Aksa was calling me. Inner says.

"I want a mochaccino, don't use sugar. Oh yeah, your smile was too wide. Tomorrow I want to see a doctor, who knows I have diabetes because you see your smile is too sweet," Arvin told Radinda.

Aksa swerved towards Arvin.

Arvin looked at Aksa, smiling, "quiet, I'm not going to stab, really."

"What the hell, anyway," shortcut Aksa.

Arvin's laughter broke when he heard Aksa's words that were so jutek. While Radinda just bowed shyly, because he mistakenly thought that the one who called him was Aksa.

"Din.." exclaimed Arvin, "said Aksa you are beautiful tonight."

"Eh," Radinda stared at Aksa.

"Don't believe it, it's him who says it" protested Aksa.

Arvin laughed out loud.

"Oh, yeah. Did you make my order caffe latte?" Aksa tried to take over the conversation.

Radinda nodded her head.

Sweet, like the smile that makes it. Inner speech Aksa.

"The parking attendant who made the caffe latte," Arvin said, "had known to be asked again. Very stale pleasantries hahaha."

"We go to the field now yuk," cried Aksa.

"You what?" Asked Arvin still with the rest of his laughter.

"We fought there."

Arvin laughed again, "beginning. His barbaric soul came out hahaha."

After a while the three of them get involved in a chat, then Radinda moves away from the table to make a mochaccino Arvin's order.

***

Radinda dabbled on the coffee machine she controlled— made a mochaccino Arvin's order.

While they were both—Aksa and Arvin—it seemed to be talking about something on their desks, not caring about the surrounding conditions that seemed boisterous by many visitors at the coffee shop.

"You must have thought that I didn't have the courage to say what Arvin said."

"Eh..."

Radinda was surprised by the presence of Aksa who stood in front of the coffee bar— where Radinda brewed coffee.

Aksa pulled up the available chairs in front of the coffee bar, then sat down.

"You're beautiful tonight" Aksa smiled, "May I be honest?"

Radinda remained silent without a word. While continuing his work.

"If I were Arvin, I would be very grateful" Aksa continued.

"Thank you...?" Radinda looked confused.

"Yes, thank you for that sweet smile you gave me."

Then they were silent for a moment.

"Why look at me like that?" Radinda's face was full of questions.

Radinda stunned.

"Do you like caffe latte?" Radinda tried to melt the atmosphere.

"It's so nice."

"Why?"

"not why. The more precise question was because of what," Aksa corrected.

"Yes, I mean it. Because what?"

"Because you concocted it."

Anyone who saw Aksa's smile to Radinda at this time, would definitely not be able to bear to see the face of Aksa who was so handsome with her smile.

I've got a girl still had time to tease other girls. Radinda's inner speech.

A few minutes later, Arvin's mochaccino order is complete. Ready to be served on the table.

Bruukkk...

Suddenly, a mochaccino in Radinda's hands falls down the sleeves of Aksa's black jeans.

"Goddessa..." Radinda panicked, "sorry, I accidentally dropped her. I'm sorry, yes, Aksa."

Radinda grabs a white handkerchief, cleans the sleeves of Aksa's black jeans jacket.

"No pa-pa, let me just clean it myself," Aksa rubbed the sleeves of her jeans jacket.

"Tuh, right, so wet," said Radinda, "sorry me, yes. I wasn't careful, so fell on your jeans' sleeves."

"No pa-pa" Pintas Aksa.

"You mad?"

"Why should you be angry? I'll allow it, all right."

"You mean?"

"Whatever you drop on me, all I allow—including the fall of your heart."

The two of them looked at each other warmly, silent for a moment.

"Eh, your handkerchief is getting dirty, isn't it, because of cleaning my jacket sleeve."

The two of them woke up after a while looking at each other. Trying not to misbehave.

Nawat, it seems like my heart really fell so close to him. Radinda's inner speech.

This time you should take responsibility for what you said just now, Aksa. Inner speech Aksa.

"Aren't you pa-pa?"

"Yes not pa-pa, I feel better now" replied Aksa.

"Kok, can?"

"You know why?"

Radinda shook her head.

"I feel better for being this close to you" Aksa continued.

Radinda pushed Aksa's body plan, "the base of the dreadlocks!"

They both laughed.

"It turns out you're also fun as the person," said Radinda while returning to make the mochaccino that she had dropped.

Aksa put her hands on the table, "what was I before, how was it?"

"Cuek" replied Radinda.

"Duck is not it?"

"No. I don't like ducks."

"If the chicken likes it, doesn't it?"

"Not like it either."

"Goats, cows, cats, rabbits, or giraffes like it, don't you?"

"I don't know like, don't know" replied Radinda's origin, "the question is, really, so go everywhere like this."

"Not going anywhere, which is important, right, same with you."

"Get up, ngaco again."

One hand of Aksa propped up his own chin, staring at Radinda with a smile, "if I, whatever is inside you, I like."

"What, anyway, Aksa. You can just."

Aksa giggles.

"Those who don't know me yet must judge me to be ignorant" explained Aksa, "but once they have recognized me, they must have retracted their initial assessment."

Radinda nodded her head.

"In the meantime, I'm going to deliver a mochaccino first" Radinda said as she left Aksa.

Time is running fast. It has been 1 hour for Aksa and Radinda spent talking about many things. Starting from talking about: daily activities, favorite foods, favorite drinks, hobbies, and also asking things that are considered unimportant though.

The day is getting late. Time shows at 11 p.m. Now, they are in their homes to rest because the night is late.

In their respective rooms, both of them are lying on a mattress with their eyes still awake.

Yes, here they are; 2 men burned by the flame of romance that burns in the heart.

***

I was worried to determine what sweeter—between the caffe latte I had poured sugar, or the smile from the one concocting the caffe latte.

—Aksa Melviano's

Falling, we often think of it as painful. But another case when the fallen is the heart; just feel it yourself.

—Radinda Aprilla