Angel In Poetry

Your writing My beloved

Getting off the black sedan, Arga climbed the steps of the Rainbow shop. The three friends at once Bowo has been chatting on one table.

" I'm sorry I'm late"

" Arga, why don't you tell me, I can pick you up"

" No papa Al, I stopped by for a minute to take my friend's seat"

" What do you want to drink?"

" I'm sweet tea Wo"

" Okay"

" Ga, he said we will meet every four months, this is only a month already met again"

" Bored of seeing me Syl?"

" Not that, back and forth not tired lo, already managing the work, Fanya do not want you to stay here just after the weekend?"

" Dare to break up"

Roni chuckles

" Wuiih, Arga is now very firm, try from the past you rich gini, will not dare Alya as we Ga"

Alya smiled

" What a sad thing I am is the same with you, hehehe"

" Not aware of Al"

Alya did not continue the conversation Roni, make me ashamed to remember my behavior first.

Bowo looked at Arga, as if asking for approval, Arga nodded slowly giving the code.

" Oh, emmm"

Alya glanced

" What Wo? want me to sing? just relax, I'll relax first"

" Al, Afkar stopped by here yesterday"

Alya and her two best friends were shocked as they looked at Bowo

" What is really Wo? is he still alive? by when? same who?"

Sylvia showered him with a lot of questions, while Alya was just silent in disbelief.

" Yes Syl, two weeks ago, herself, she said accompanying her boss meeting here"

Alya still silently looked at Bowo, as if asking for more explanation, but his mouth could not speak, cold sweat poured out and his entire body trembled.

" He's sitting there"

Bowo pointed to one seat in the corner. Alya followed Bowo's index direction. It was the place where we sat together after we were made.

" He asked you about it, especially Alya"

" What did you answer?"

" I answer the truth, if Arga works at his bokap company in Jakarta, you continue the showroom business and Sylvia already has children"

" Well, what is Alya?"

" A lot of Syl, but I still remember all his questions about Alya"

Aly was still silent, Arga looked at Alya with a hint of fear. Just heard Afkar came you already like Alya, how after reading Afkar's letter. Hopefully Bowo still remember my message, do not issue or talk about the letter first, we see what reaction Alya heard Afkar coming.

" Alya, he's asking you about your news, graduation, health, work, and, uh,,"

" And what Wo?"

Sylvia was curious

" And Kevin. I'm just answering Kevin in Hong Kong right now"

All stared at Alya who still could not open her mouth, full of tension, curiosity, longing and amazement.

" Al, he also said, maybe now you're more sweet, I just keep watching the cctv recording just as you play singing Jikustik Poetry songs. He was very serious Al watched it, I don't know what he saw, but it looks like his eyes are focused on one point, I don't know, but your body doesn't change, if he sees your body it shouldn't be that serious"

" Which is Wo, open dong here, you wear what clothes yesterday Al?"

Alya still hasn't spoken, her brain is spinning, what does she see from me huh? is it because my appearance is not a rich mess anymore. Bowo walked into his room and sat back down and opened his laptop. One video emerged, Alya sitting in her knee-length dress holding a guitar and singing.

Everyone takes laptops seriously

" He's surprised you're wearing Al's dress"

" No, Alya's long hair may have left her unnerved, usually flaky"

" High heels lo Al, salfok him how do you walk without flip flops lo"

Alya had already found the answer, and this time her lips could already speak

" No, he's staring at my necklace"

All eyes turned to Alya, looking for Alya's answer. Alya slowly pulled out the necklace pendant from behind her shirt, ALFAR.

All sighed, Alya still wore it, even friends who used to be together every day never wondered what pendant of Alya necklace she always wore but put in her clothes.

" You still wear Al?"

Sylvia held Alya's hand, Alya nodded and lowered her head

All silent, Bowo is still waiting for Arga's instructions when to issue his ultimate weapon. Arga is also still waiting if Alya is still strong.

Alya smiled and looked at Bowo.

" How are you doing Afkar Wo? she healthy?"

This time Alya was far away already seen to calm her feelings

" Yes, he's healthy, still handsome Al, hehehe"

Alya smiled, yes. He's a handsome, handsome guy.

" Want to see? I have a picture of him"

Alya nodded, Bowo pulled out his phone and searched the gallery two weeks ago. A man was sitting and there was a pen and paper in front of him

" What's he doing, Bo?"

Uupps, forget I'm taking this picture Afkar is writing a letter, Bowo turned to Arga, with this situation how to be detained again, continued, Arga nodded.

" He's writing Al"

" Writing what?"

" Letter to you"

Alya and her two best friends looked at Bowo with astonished gazes, letter??

" For me? where's it?"

" A minute"

Bowo went back into his room and returned with a quadrilateral-shaped paper that had been folded.

" It's Al"

His three best friends looked at Alya who was now holding the letter.

" Al, if you want to read at home just save it first"

Sylvia gave a suggestion, Arga quickly rejected it

" Just open here Al, so we can know what's going on, maybe after this you'll need our help, just open Al, don't be afraid, we're here"

Alya looked at her best friend one by one, worried and curious. Ka Afkar will tell me what?. His small hand slowly opened the paper, three sheets of HVS paper.

" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim"

" Assalamualaikum

For my love

How is my bidadar? healthy? may Allah always protect SWT. I'm also healthy, but now it's a bit fat, I'm not fitness anymore anyway, no time yet, hehe"

Alya smiled and looked at her friend who was a little relieved seeing Alya smile.

" I was just off your campus, looking for you around every corner, even though it was just through the glass, I didn't find your money there, it's worth it, you've graduated and you're not on that campus anymore.

I then went to your hostel, I installed my listening senses, in order to hear your babble and funny stories today, nothing, it turns out you have moved and worked in the place of the Pandu.

The power led me here, the coffee shop where you used to enjoy your favorite drink and entertained the visitors with a love song on your guitar. Sorry angel, I wrote this letter soberly, I hope it reaches you and my writing can be read"

Alya looked at Bowo for a moment, you chose the right place, Bowo conveyed your trust well. Bowo also looked at Alya, did Afkar call me Alya so you smiled at me?.

"I can tell you a story?

I have two pieces of news for you, one bad news and one good news.

The good news is I've tried to get your replacement, sorry.

And the bad news is, I hurt him and went back to crazing you".

Alya furrowed her brows, this time there was a hint of worry on the faces of her companions.

" The angel I still love very much.

Sorry for my sassness this time, relying on a paper that I hope you will still be able to read, in which I put some of my feelings to rest, only in part, because I was afraid that I would not be able to tell you. Still I love you as a lover, but I'm running out of words, how I write you love while your gaze is more than poetry and wonder of the world.

Seeing you again through the footage of your friend I saw from his glass screen, sending me to the sadness of reaching the memories to our story, I thought wandering among the unconnected, uncorrupted array. My suffering that traveled far was almost impossible to reach. Submitting my gaze to you with my inner vision. You know I'm still eloquent in saying your name without regret. Every now and then I want to repeat the scene design of our funny things, of course with the same feeling, but it seems like it will not be able to anymore huh? hehe"

Your eyes Alya, start with the glass. His best friend began to look at him, Arga began to fidget, please Afkar do not tell if you give Alya a threat or anger, if it is written we will soon face, any way.

" Your song I just heard, do you still want to write a poem for me?. I would love to run beyond the lightning to you as fast as possible, as slow music so as not to disturb your happiness with him, dispel my curiosity about your news, as well as I really want to tell me even though it is not memorized.

I still pray for you every morning, from the curve of the sky where the moon star that guarded you last night from loneliness and nightmares. For the good and smoothness of your day that you will pass.

I also do not forget to pray for you at night, from the streams of the rivers of my city that nourish the water and its foam with the flickering of lights reflecting your smile. Leave a message to the wind to blow gently on your eyes, so you can sleep soundly and calmly"

This time the cries could no longer be held back, falling off unhindered, making the second paper wet by tears. Sylvia just hugged Alya's shoulder without knowing what she could do, should I tell Alya to stop reading it?. Arga just coded Sylvia not to talk or snatch the letter, let Alya continue.

" I was once a chosen person, but never prepared to be an outcast. I think he gave up, I lost. Unfortunately I didn't know this was some kind of struggle, I was the one who was silent and he who won, like unfair huh? but it's okay, I'm aware of the situation.

The incompetence of power and matter requires time to be paid by force, and I do not have it. I pull over for the sake of your life that will not be able to just be enough, just enough, not excessive. You won't understand it now"

Alya began to tremble reading Afkar's writings.

I'm sorry if this interrupts your day today, I don't want to ask you about him because it makes me suffer even more, but I hope you will be happy with him, may he love you as much as I do.

I'm also sorry that you last promised to call me, but instead you changed your phone number, if you don't want to hear my voice anymore, don't cut your cord, just say no more, I'll understand, what have I never done in any of your wishes? hehe.

In the first pine garden I said all my feelings that were held back for two years, and you accepted. I am very happy even though none of the romantic things that have happened to me before happened because of your actions that always make me laugh. I thought only death would separate us, not only death, but we were separated. I became an eccedentesiast. It's okay, it doesn't hurt anyone, which I fear now I don't want to be someone I'm not because yesterday I just hurt someone for something that wasn't his fault.

You will always be the air for my breath, the guts that end up wanting to meet, still you I want to go home. While reading this I do not expect you to be accompanied by tears, you must have become strong.

My midwife

Well, greetings to your friends, I say goodbye.

Assalamualaikum

Emuahs.

From who still loves you

AFKAR RAHADIANS.

Alya thrust the letter into the middle of the table, immediately hugging Sylvia. Arga grabbed the letter and read it slowly. Want to make sure that his fear does not happen, if Afkar is not in making Alya under pressure.

" He still loves Alya"

" Write her cell phone number Ga?"

" There's no Syl"

" He didn't want to disturb Alya and Kevin Ga's relationship"

" Yes Ron, he's just telling me his feelings"

" It's Al, the important thing is that we know he's alive and well"

Sylvia stroked Alya's hair that was still in her arms.

" He wrote about the rivers of his city, where is he?"

" sulawesi? Borneo?. I can't think about it Ga, Afkar is no longer in Surabaya. She's gone"

" Right, that's what his om said yesterday"

Alya had started to stop her crying and looked at her best friend.

" Why didn't Afkar try to call me, you can ask Bowo for my number"

" I'm sorry Al, if I had known about your problem I would have asked for his phone number and given you your number".

" It's not your fault that we never told you this"

Roni tells Bowo not to feel guilty right now.

" But I saw his face so sad Ron, like someone who lost a very meaningful life. He sits and concentrates heavily while writing, he doesn't eat, doesn't drink, just writes"

Alya looked at Bowo as well with her sad face.

" But she's healthy, right, Wo?"

" Yes, he's healthy Al, he's still handsome, hehehe"

Alya smiled

" May he be protected wherever he may be"

" Aamiin"

All guarantees.

After the drama ended, they enjoyed lunch at Bowo's tavern

" Al, I can ask permission"

" What permission?"

" If I ever meet Afkar, I'm gonna beat him up"

" Don't Ga"

" He was willing to leave a letter like this, you became more and more in love, while he was leaving again"

" He's suffered a lot too Ga, don't you add any more"

" Everything about him, you are always made to cry, while we are always racing to make you happy"

" He always makes me happy"

" When?"

" In my dream, hehehe"

" May I?"

" What? beat him?".

" Yes"

" From don't get caught I'm up to you"

Alya laughed at the silliness of his friends.

You guys are my best friends.

I hope one day I can still meet Afkar.