ACHARADINES
After the Rain Has Eased
The rainy spots that flushed wet with sadness Radinda slowly panted. Spoiled spots a few minutes ago seemed to erode the sadness that Radinda felt, also carving out their moment of togetherness when hugging the friendly—rain was coming home.
Time shows at 5:45 p.m. The orange veil is clearly exposed in the sky; it is beautifully painted to pamper the eyes that no longer adore the Creator.
"Your clothes are all wet, aren't they."
"You too. We are, it is deliberately raining," Radinda answered the plain words Aksa.
"I mean, you, right, again work. It'll get angry if your boss sees you soaking wet like this."
"Right? Hahaha," Radinda laughed.
Aksa has not yet learned that Radinda is actually the son of the coffee shop owner.
"Kok, laughing? Is something funny?"
Radinda then asked Aksa, "want to know what's funny?"
"What?" Ask Aksa briefly.
"You know that the boss in Tanah Abang market is only valued at 50 thousand, it is still negotiable. Very cheap, yes, superior self-esteem."
"THAT'S A SHIRT BOSS! Another story!" Aksa Protests.
"Hahaha.which is important, right, equally superior."
"He likes you."
"Thank you for liking me,"
"SU-KA SU-KA KA-MU," Aksa exclaimed in a broken tone, "not SU-KA KA-MU," he continued.
"Hahaha.kirain you LIKE ME."
"Too confident!"
"B-O BO D-O DO, read?"
"BACOT," replied Aksa reprimanded and laughed at by Radinda.
Despite being upset, Aksa's face still looks handsome. Radinda's inner speech.
Damn it! Her beauty is 100% increased if Radinda laughs like this again. Inner speech Aksa.
"My father owns this coffee shop" Radinda said after a moment of silence.
Aksa was surprised by Radinda's statement just now, "deserved."
"Well, how?"
"It is fitting that you are the most beautiful yourself in this coffee shop," Aksa replied with a seductive smile.
"Based on the king of the sheep!" Radinda pushed Aksa's body slowly. Aksa chuckled.
Not long after that, Aksa left Radinda's place. Aksa soon returns to meet Radinda with his motorcycle.
"Let's go up" Aksa said.
"Where are you going?"
"Recreation to hell!" Answer Aksa origin, "yes, take you home."
"But..."
"Udah do not need to use but, let's go quickly up," said Aksa interrupting Radinda's words.
Radinda could not resist Aksa's invitation. Without a trace of hesitation Radinda stepped onto Aksa's motorcycle, then rode it.
Once Radinda had been on the motorcycle, Aksa looked back, "are you ready yet?"
Radinda nodded her head when she was ready.
"Cock, hasn't the road yet?"
"Because you're not ready yet."
"Udah ish" Radinda looked pouty.
"Grab my waist when you're ready."
Radinda smiled, "maybe?"
"May, if you make it," Aksa grinned.
Radinda put her arms around the man's waist.
They both drove up on piggyback motorcycles, splitting the streets of Jakarta wet with rain.
Darkness began to appear, street lights began to glow illuminating the street corner. On the right and left side of the road, stood gallantly skyscrapers that blessed their journey.
"If Danita knew we were riding the bike together like this, she would be angry" Radinda said.
"What does Danita have to do with her?"
"You're Danita's boyfriend."
"Daughter? Hahaha," Aksa chuckled, "i've resigned my girlfriend."
"You think the job uses the language resigns everything. So you broke up with Danita?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Short, solid, and annoying!" Radinda replied annoyed.
"Some of you discuss Danita everything," cried Aksa.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Yes." Yeah."
"So bad."
"Yes." Yeah."
"You're funny when you're licking."
"Yes." Yeah."
"You want me to crash this bike into the car in front of us?"
"Crazy for you, yeah! I still want to live!"
"Kirain will answer 'yes' too, hahaha."
Radinda pinches Aksa's waistband
"Aawww, sick dong dear."
"Dear your eyes!"
"Hehehe..forget that we haven't dated."
While Radinda still put on her pouting face.
"But one day you will also call me dear" continued Aksa.
"Sokay know!"
"Not really knowing, but just predicting," said Aksa, "one day you'll call me dear."
"I have to say no, amiin?"
"Don't dong!" exclaims Aksa, "you prayer-in used to say aamiin. How, anyway."
They both laughed.
After a few minutes they spent on a motorcycle, they finally arrived at the destination—home Radinda.
"Tomorrow, yeah, stop by your house." Say Aksa confidently.
"Emang who told you to stop by the house. Very nice pede."
"Cirtain."
"Thank you, yes" Radinda said, smiling.
Aksa reached out like a motorcycle taxi driver asking for payment.
"Ongkosnya mbak," cengir Aksa.
"..."
"Hehehe.I'm kidding, I'm kidding."
"Not funny."
"Emang is not funny. Funny thing is, right, it's in all of you," teased Aksa, "you're careful, yeah."
"Lho, it should be, right, I told you to be careful."
"You have to be careful that if I go home, you'll miss me."
"Lost is from the heart, and you don't have to be careful."
"Yes, deh. LIKE YOU."
"SU-KA SU-KA KA-MU," Radinda said in a broken tone.
"I mean it, hehehe."
After the two of them had exchanged mobile numbers, then Aksa passed leaving Radinda on her motorcycle.
***
Be part of my journey.
Later I will tell you one by one what kind of happiness you will recognize—so that you are no longer familiar with sadness.
—Aksa Melviano's
***
AKSA
I want to be a whole body for you to hold; a soothing eye for you to look at.
I want to be home; where there is no room that can warm other than in my deck—because I am Aksa.
It is I who do not want to see you, if only to make your heart crack.
It is I who want to miss you, without having to hate distance— because I am Aksa.
In a long line of stories that you go through, I want to be the goal; to be the end point of waiting; to be the reason why you dare again to fight—because I am Aksa.
I'll be your best diction, though,
when the sentences in your head are broken force to be spewed out in a piece of paper—because I am Aksa; the only name in your string of poetry.
—Aksa Melviano's
