
Promises
There are times when someone enjoys everything to be forgotten all the problems that occurred before. One core point that You touch is shaded in the clouds of his image. Rumbled without a rift tells him that he is heartbroken today in the heart. Andi still can't afford to completely forget that. Haunting her who is seeking tranquility. Andi tried to keep trying to stand firm that he should focus on this holiday.
Every woman turned, a thought flashed through her mind. I don't know why he met Clara. A past destiny that grows through the right tangent point, thus bringing the two of them together. Andi was stunned, Clara was like the women in general who were always polite to keep the marwah. The thing that makes him look so special.
His smile layered, accompanied by the action of not answering the last sentence of his interlocutor. His eyes are typical memicing to wait for Andi's praise that had been sticking out was not careless and unconscious. If only the wind spoke, he would always ask to be sent to caress that straight, wavy black hair. Waving strands by strands with a friendly, staring at Andi who was always stunned.
Ah ... here ... Andi started not being able to focus on driving the car. The woman always sings when her faforit music is played through the car speakers. Who sent an angel to comfort him in the car? The wingless angel often lulled him through the peace he delivered in words.
Stone Town Cage had them live. It is exciting there to tour Pagaruyuang Palace which presents the shape of the king's palace in the form of Minang traditional house. In it there are various objects of authentic historical heritage Pagaruyuang Kingdom that has been famous in its time. Not to mention tracing the stairs after the stairs to reach the top, until the whole Stone Town Cage and Mount Marapi towering solid there.
Dusk picked them up on the way and left them when they returned to Bukit Tinggi City. The location of this tourist city began to be felt when entering the Jam Gadang tourist area. Many are so crowded with tourists who are out of nowhere. Who does not know this Jam Gadang. A historical relic in the Dutch period that still stands firmly up there. Renovations are done to add beauty with stunning lights and parks to enjoy the atmosphere.
"Eat the yuk" Andi asked as he walked towards Jam Gadang.
"Eat what?"
"It's up to you anyway ...."
Honestly, Clara was a little strange when Andi was berlo-gue to her. Yes the name is also logat well, the hardest to get rid of.
Mumpung in the Jam Gadang area there is kaefci, they ordered two rice boxes along with cola drinks to be eaten together under Jam Gadang. Luckily they get a seat that directly faces the view of the dark Mount Marapi there. The other seats are filled by visitors.
"ID LINE what are you, Clara?" ask Andi while scooping her rice.
"Must ID LINE?"
"Yaa .. How do you know you have LINE, right? WA may or may others so that I can contact you."
"What do you do to call me?" reply Clara.
"Gue isn't here forever. I'll be back soon."
"This is your hape ...."
Clara reached for Andi's phone located beside her and typed her LINE ID and followed IG. However, he was made to attract a smile when he looked at the photo that was used as the background chat LINE Andi. In fact, he knew if Andi had just posted a photo of the two of them on Instagram.
"This is your boyfriend?" ask Clara. "Didn't he get angry because you posted our picture on IG?"
Sontak Andi immediately took a mobile phone. It turns out that all this time he has not changed his LINE background which still plastered Sarah's photo there.
"It's an ex, not a girlfriend."
"Why do you still have a picture of him there?"
Andi. "I just broke up with him a week ago. Ga keinget just to replace my LINE background."
"Oh that's .. You're still in love with her, right?"
The question left Andi cornered. He did not understand his feelings this time. He hates to say that he no longer loves her, but he is too poignant to say that he will continue to defend Sarah since the photo is both with Pram. The pain attached to the thick heart rationed his heart that was wrapped in a soft blanket.
"Okay, I'm confused too. He is also the same person he once liked. I can what?" Andi shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah the name of love is complicated as well. I've never dated so I don't understand."
"Oh, huh? Who was that guy yesterday?" ask Andi curious.
"Oh he, the next village boy, is still a high school student. It's too close to me."
"She didn't seem happy yesterday when you said you wanted to go with me." Andi laughing.
"Hahaha .. justin. Sometimes I'm afraid I'm taught the same path as people I don't like."
Andi looked at Clara. "So, what am I?"
"Oh yeah ...."
Clara's face turned red because of the question. He tried to avoid face-to-face with Andi.
"When are you back?" ask Clara.
"Two days later, the plane ticket was purchased. But, I'm going to Padang tomorrow."
"Well .. we'll never see dong." Clara's voice was blinking. Their meeting was so short.
"That's why I asked for your LINE. Anyway, I'm still in Indonesia. Hahaha ...," replied Andi.
"If I get accepted at UI or at UNJ, I'll go to your house."
"May be ..."
Today was so perfect with a special night cover. Accompanied by street musicians who kicked around them, chatting under the stars scattered above, while staring at the lights of the houses scattered at the foot of Mount Marapi. He didn't want this meeting to be so short, he even wanted it to be much longer. But this is not where it is.
Clara takes Andi first before returning home. Intentionally Andi set the song slow so that the atmosphere is less romantic. Clara would sing if it was a song she liked. His voice was quite melodious, in tune with the melody that was being played.
"I go home first" said Andi as he was about to leave.
"What time are you coming back to Padang."
"Maybe morning, it's up to Papa to pick him up when. I'll call you later."
"Morning I'm at Grandma's."
"Ready to your best breakfast. When else would I eat your homemade breakfast for the last time, right?"
Honestly, Clara was a little sad to hear the last word. Farewell made him lonely.
"Yes, inshaallah ...."
"Be careful on the road ...," Andi said.
Clara smiled without answering. A characteristic of him that Andi always remembered. He kept that smile in case the next day he no longer met her, painted it in the palm of his hand and he immersed it in the sleeping flowers he hoped to sag.
The next day around seven in the morning Clara eagerly went to Grandma's house to fulfill her promise. He wanted to make Andi a special fried rice this morning, accompanied him to drink coffee on the porch of the house while showing Andi cigarette smoke that sometimes bothers him.
As usual, Grandma got up and opened the door. He never knocked on the door because he knew Grandma was in the back garden. Clara could guess, the man was still covered in cold clothes with teeth grinding as he pulled his blanket. Andi's a hard person to wake up to, even if Clara herself did it. When Clara opened Andi's room curtain, she was amazed by Andi's absence in the room. The entire bag and the landing were gone as well.
He was confused, there was no way Andi went home without saying goodbye. Andi has promised to let Clara know if she wants to leave. To be sure, Clara ran into the back garden to ask Grandma.
"Miss, Andi dima? Ndak ado inyo in the do room," asked Clara.
Grandma, where is Andi? There's no him in the room.
Grandma's hand stopped harvesting mustard vegetables when Clara asked her about her granddaughter. She smiled as Clara arrived earlier than usual.
"And he was the morning pie. Papanyo."
Andi left early this morning. The papa's already picked up.
Clara turned herself and ran towards the house. He fell down while holding the kitchen stove. Andi lied, the man did not tell him he was leaving. This morning, this morning he was supposed to be cooking for Andi and accompanying her to have coffee like yesterday. Somehow his tears slowly flowed, his heart felt lonely after realizing that he no longer met Andi today. I don't know when he will meet, as if it will never happen again.
"Andi ..," he said in his heart.
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