Angel In Poetry

He's Aprillku

Two cups of black coffee with a puff of smoke were swept in a small glass glass, with a small plate with the same motif and color. A small spoon made of stainless as a stirring device is placed next to the glass.

" Does she like coffee too?"

" Yes, but now it's rare, no more friends, usually with college friends, after our work split"

" Wasn't my boyfriend accompanying me?"

" My boyfriend is far away, hehehe"

Darel smiled and stirred the coffee in his glass

" Drinking mbak"

" Yes, thank you. Darel can ask? what did your painting mean? usually the one in the cage is a bird? or, is there a chicken in the cage, butterfly anyway? aren't those butterflies free-cutting?"

Darel drank coffee using a spoon because it was still hot, the steam puff of heat was still on Alya's face.

" That's all mbak"

" You want to tell a story in your painting"

Darel nodded

" Can I hear the story?"

Darel looked at Alya

" Don't mind listening to my story?"

" Not at all, I'm curious"

Darel exhaled and began to tell stories

" Two years ago I met a pretty girl, white, round-eyed with a pointed nose, her body not very tall, probably the same as mbak, emmm"

" Why Darel?" Alya furrowed her brows

" I'm sorry mbak, since seeing mbak yesterday on the side of the road I was shocked, mbak looks a lot like him, maybe his age is now a twin when he was young, I did not say mbak is old, I did not say mbak is old, I'm sorry, but my girlfriend is still young now"

Alya laughed

" Am I old enough, almost 25 years old?"

" Today when you wear work clothes it looks like that age, but tonight it looks still 20, hehehe"

" It could be you Darel, keep the story going"

" We then established a closer relationship, more than just a friendship, he was very funny, silly, and always made the surroundings laugh. He's a cool kid mbak, invited to talk about anything directly connect. Besides being beautiful, it made me fall in love. I ventured to reveal it, and it was finally accepted. For six months our relationship was going well, very sweet, although we were very rarely able to walk together because he was always with his personal driver"

Alya nodded, started to feel the coffee in her glass was no longer emitting hot steam, Alya started stirring and drinking it.

" One day, while waiting for the next course I invited him to sit in the Van der Pijl park in Banjarbaru, he said if he went home responsibil, waiting on campus lazy, lazy, so for an hour we decided to sit back in the park. Not long ago we were surprised by the arrival of his papa and his adoptive brother"

Alya was getting curious about Darel's story.

" then? caught so?"

" Yes, she was very angry, I almost got slapped, but her brother held her down. My lover cried apologizing to her papa, but it was not cared for, and her brother came back to help me by taking my lover and his papa home to talk at home only"

Darel lowered his head, recalling the bad events of the day.

" I'm not angry mbak, I'm sad, I can't see my lover in a state of sadness let alone cry, I want to wipe his tears and say don't grieve, let me just bear it all. But no, he was taken home. Her foster sister whispered something to me, she said if I did love her, I would have to look after her my way. Until now the message is still I keep even though it seems useless"

" Why is it useless?"

" After that we backstreet, we loved each other. And I just knew that he was the son of a rich man, his papa a famous person in this city, from the beginning I did not find out who he was, I just saw him and liked him. I am just the son of a self-employed person"

" Heyy, why are you? your boyfriend never made a fuss about it, did he? are you broken up or not?

"Initially not mbak".

" sthat mean?"

" I don't know if my condition just like this affects his heart or not. At first she was very kind, and returned my love sweetly. But then she became a rarity to reply to my chat, she even read but did not reply to it. She only replied that her brother was overprotective looking after her, watching her, she was hard to get out with me again, sometimes even though she was with her personal driver, she said, he could still take the time to see me even if it was only a few minutes to pay for our longing. Her brother would contact her via video call, so she could no longer lie.

I told you not to lie, maybe honestly her brother would be able to accept us and be able to talk about this to her papa, but she didn't want to, she said just let her settle this herself. Said he was able to face papah and his brother, he was too arrogant to think he was strong mbak, it was not. She seemed to like her brother and never involved me to move forward and improve our relationship, nor did I know if we had broken up or still were, I would never say break up because I love him so much, he never said it either because sometimes if I send him a painting, not long after he sends me a poem, do you know what that means as a woman?"

Alya shook her head

" Maybe he hasn't considered your relationship to be over"

" Maybe, I know he still loves me, but I'm limited in keeping him, how can I look after and accompany him if the private driver and his brother always monitor and watch him all day even all night"

" night?"

" Yes, his brother will check the contents of my lover's phone, even the contents of his wallet was arranged by his brother, he said it was his papa request that did not have time to take care of such a small thing I had time to think, I had thought, she didn't let me go because she still needed me to fill her shoes, while she also started to like her brother who could give her time and material attention"

" Why don't you go forward?"

" I really want to mbak, but always in his custody, he said he did not have the heart if I had to face papah and his brother who is all lion"

Alya chokes and coughs

" Sir, why mbak?"

Alya was silent and her head immediately dizzy suddenly.

I feel like I'm being told my own story, similar not the same.

Tiit, phone call

" The Assalamualaikum ka"

" Dear is home?"

" No, still the way"

" It's night, baby, don't wander around anymore"

" Alya doesn't wander ka, Alya is drinking coffee"

" Close the video call first"

Clique

Thiiit

" Darel, can you stay away for a minute, this is another lion video call".

Darel nodded and walked towards his friends

" Yes ka"

" Where to drink, baby?"

Alya turned the camera

" Alya while looking at teenagers painting ka, their picture is nice"

" Well, how much longer will it take to get home?"

" Eemm, half an hour"

" For too long, it's been ten and a half, baby"

" Oh yeah, Alya finished the coffee first"

" Yes, when I get home, call me"

" Siyaaap boss, hehehe"

" Asalamualaikum".

" Waalaikum salam ka"

" Emuah"

Alya waved her hand.

Clik.

Alya turned towards Darel who was talking to his friend

" Brother"

Darel turned his head and went back to Alya

" Mis' girlfriend?"

Alya nodded.

" My girlfriend looks like my sister's boyfriend"

" sthat mean?"

" His brother, if not satisfied with the phone call, will make a video call, he said he did not believe my lover's answer"

Alya is impatient, actually this is similar or indeed the same as the story many years ago and repeated again now that they are facing.

" Darel, what's your boyfriend's name?"

" Aprill ka"

" Mom why?"

" I'm dizzy Darel"

" Oh, how's mbak? I need medicine or what, uh, I'll take you home? or how? mbak hungry? let's eat first"

Darel looked very panicked, there was a girl in front of him, asked him to chat, and then suddenly dizzy, what should I do, she was a foreign woman.

" Mom,,"

Alya massaged her head.

" I need to lean back, can you get me in the car?"

Darel nodded.

" I'm sorry, can I walk alone or can I hold it?"

" I can walk alone"

But in half the journey Alya even held Darel's hand because his head got dizzy. Darel tried to hold Alya's body from falling

" Which car is mbak?"

Alya pointed at one of the five cars in the parking lot. Alya fingered her bag and pressed the button on the remote, the door opened. Alya sat on the driver's seat, while Darel walked around the car and opened the door beside him.

" Mom? wanna eat? I ordered it, right?"

" No, I'm still full"

Darel sat with the car door left open.

" Darel, you know,,"

Darel

" Yes mbak?"

" Take a moment, it looks like our business will be very much after this, I need to rest five minutes, don't go, just sit here"

Darel nodded in confusion. Who are you mbak? our business? we only knew half an hour ago, you bothered me to paint, then asked me to tell you a story, suddenly dizzy and now I have to accompany you here for five minutes because you want to rest. Alya pressed the on button on her remote tape and turned on the instrument's music, the soft tone would soothe her.

Darel waited five minutes with a very long feeling, playing the phone aimlessly what would he be looking for, briefly glancing at Alya who closed his eyes, he slept huh? briefly open his eyes, oh no he did not sleep, thank goodness.

True five minutes, Alya does not like to buy time.

" Darel, you still love Aprill?"

" It's amazing, I love her so much, no matter what she's treating me that looks so silly and annoying, hehehe"

" You guys haven't broken up?"

" Never had that word come from both of our mouths"

Alya smiled and nodded

" Darel, I wanted to pay the fare yesterday"

Darel laughed out loud unconsciously.

" Hahahaha, mbak this is so funny, exactly Aprill. Makes me panic just because of a trivial problem, while the big problem for him is only a trivial problem, because of the cost of the freight? hahahah, I've forgotten it mbak, it's been, I think mbak will ask me to do heavy things, honestly I was very panicked mbak"

Alya laughed

" What's the cost?"

" Five thousand silver mbak, hehehe. It's mbak, I really feel funny with this"

" I will not pay with five thousand silver, I offer you your happiness and my happiness"

Darel stopped laughing and looked at Alya

" What does mbak mean?"

" It seems we're talking about the same lion"

" Lion?"

" Yes, I knew Aprill this afternoon"

Darel smiled

" Last noon? whereabouts? how is he doing, mbak?"

This time Alya gawked

" He's still your girlfriend, isn't he Darel?"

Darel nodded

" Why do the questions repeat and repeat?"

" Do you know where he is now?"

" At this hour he's still watching television with his brother, and soon his brother will tell him to sleep, occasionally my chat will be replied to, but maybe not"

" Darel, Aprill is now in the hospital, his stomach acid is rising"

Darel's shocked

" Where do you know?"

" I told you I met Aprill this afternoon"

" Which hospital is Mbak? how's it going?"

" He's in the inpus, but he's fine"

Darel covered his face with a palm making Alya remember Afkar shortly after the tragedy in his office room.

"Why don't you give me Aprill's news, am I not important anymore to know this big thing? or has your brother filled your head so I don't need to be around anymore?"

Alya looked at the man beside her, a tall man, thick-browed and sharp-nosed, but not as tall as my pinocchio. His chin is long and has shady eyes, my God, why did I just realize that this face reminds me of my lover's cheeky face first, only his face, his body no, no, the man next to me is fuller and more white. Her hairstyle is also very different, this one is like a Korean model that is currently being attracted by teenagers. Why am I comparing it? but there are many similarities.

" Darel, what's his brother Aprill's name?"

" Ka Afkar - mbak"

Alya smiled

" So did you meet up with Afkar?"

Alya nodded and touched her left ring finger. Not only did he meet, he even gave me this this this afternoon after our various quarrels.

" Sir, what should I do? I'll see him in the hospital tomorrow morning?"

Alya shook her head

" Not tomorrow morning, I'll let you know when the time is right, unless Aprill informs you after this"

" Will you see him too?"

" No, I'll take you to her brother first"

" But Aprill will be angry when I see his brother, what if I really cut him off and his brother will scold me?"

" I've had this kind of experience, Darel, believe me, you can't follow what Aprill said for this one, you're a man and you have to fight for your love"

" I'm sorry, but who exactly? why should I help?"

" I am the one who will help you, and you are the one who will help me. There is never a coincidence Darel, all according to his destiny, we just try and live it. What's your phone number, Darel?"

Alya opened the phone and typed the numbers mentioned Darel, then pressed the green button and Darel also saved the number Alya.

" Darel, we fight together huh"

Darel was very confused, but still nodded.

" Tomorrow you go to college?"

" Yes, I'm in the morning"

" Well, I'll call you as soon as I get word from ka Afkar.

" She's met you Afkar, she's really fierce, huh mbak?"

Alya laughed

" The one who called me was Afkar, hehehe"

Darel gawking

" Oh, I have to go home, I don't want to when he calls me again, I'm still here, his fangs are coming out, hahaha"

Darel nodded

" Be careful, if it's still dizzy let me deliver"

" No, we just prepare the energy for our struggle, starting tomorrow, okay Darel?"

Alya laughed followed by Darel's laughter which had not yet perfectly digested Alya's sentence which was very confusing to her.