Angel In Poetry

I'm Pamit Just

The atmosphere of dusk on the edge of siring.

Alya was sitting on one small bench in one corner, several pairs of parents were accompanying their children to play bicycles and roller skates. There was also the joking of teenagers with tea and coffee in their hands. Smoke of burnt tempeh knows the occasional sausage its fragrance reaches Alya's olfactory. Not all that interesting now. Alya just stared at the sky which soon turned the afternoon into twilight.

The twilight that teaches that waiting is not easy, struggling even almost to get it is also equally difficult. Dusk is faithful, who does not promise to return, only takes time to keep. The twilight momentarily leaves but instead raises expectations, assures and tests on who places loyalty.

My dear, are we only limited to the sky and land?

See each other shake but can't be tied?

Stare at each other but not the power to settle each other?

Still want me you who accompany take off the twilight, calm me at night then open the day together, smell the grass with the dew point on it, along with the smell of wet soil.

I always fell in love with you, but soon became heartbroken. They were found and then forced to disappear. I found it but was set to retreat. I'm the one who comes and gets delivered home soon.

I don't know if this is my last twilight in your town, my tired, wet eyes, I finally gave up today and lost.

Alya looked at her ring finger, this circular thing, that had been frowned upon by my lover for a long time. He forbade me from leaving, but he also could not follow, Aprill's cry and Wijaya's sad gaze broke down hard wanted you yesterday who promised to continue this as bad as the circumstances. I'm the only one who leaves only you deliver up to the high gate that will drown you again in there with the happiness that you always create with him. Can I believe that there is no heart you put in Aprill's soul, even you look so weak when Aprill calls you who will step in to deliver me to the inn.

The heavy gusts of my breath could not throw away the sight of hurting me earlier ka, when your hands were on his touch not to leave him, when Mr. Wijaya said do what does not make you sick Afkar. You let me go, you whispered that I wouldn't do anything, just stay in the inn, you'll come see me tonight. I agreed.

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Video call

" The Assalamualaikum ka"

" Dear Waalaikum, where else?"

" In Siring"

" Are you praying?"

" I'm not praying"

" I'm still Banjarbaru, on my way to Banjarmasin. Honey would you wait for me at the siring or go back to the inn?"

" Alya just wait here ka"

" Yes, I went straight there. Careful baby, don't go anywhere"

" Yes ka"

" Ashloraikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

" Emuahh"

Alya waved her hand.

Clik.

Hopefully this time you can take a stand.

Tiit, who else???

To Kevin?

" The Assalamualaikum ka"

" Greetings waalaikum, bother Alya?"

" No, no, relax again"

" Where?"

" Sitting by the river, alone"

" Ooh, Alya in Banjarmasin?"

" Yes, oh yes yesterday ka Kevin said know that ka Afkar in Banjarmasin, why not say ka?"

" I'm sorry Alya, I didn't tell you, I didn't want you to find your love back then, he worked as a grab car"

" Yes, it's true that he used to work, but now he's an adopted son of a company owner and a manager"

" Thank God, I'm so glad to hear that. Get married to Alya"

" Why did Kevin suggest that? hehe"

" I'm so relieved that you can marry someone you love and give me a good life, isn't that my goal all along, hehe"

" Ka Kevin, Alya so remember our story first, hehe".

" Alya, there's something I want to tell you, can I talk?"

" Can, Alya also misses the sound of ka kevin's voice, hahaha"

" Alya, if I had been close I'd have pinched your cheek by now, hahhaa"

" What story are you?"

" So, six months ago I met my ex-boyfriend while he was in Yogyakarta yesterday. He also worked in Hong Kong with his parents. We're back in a relationship, he's asking me to be serious"

" Thank God, keep when the plan is"

" I'm not answering, I'm still waiting for you"

" sthat mean?"

" I'm still keeping your feelings and your family feeling"

" Aren't we over? why should we keep our feelings?"

" Alya, I once promised to make you happy, but then I failed, instead I left without saying goodbye properly. I've never stopped blaming myself since you got sick yesterday, passing the thesis without me and without Afkar. But I have no other choice, you can't love me, it'll hurt you"

" It's Alya ka's fault, I'm not at all wrong, Alya even had to thank you very much for all the kindness ka Kevin"

" I've been serious about Alya with this relationship, and I'll get married after you get married"

" Due ka?"

" I will be relieved and carefree when you get married you are also married to the person you love, when yesterday you said to be in Banjarmasin I really hope you find him, I hope you find him, and it turns out that he really is your Afkarmu. You're getting married, aren't you, Alya?"

" Sister go first, don't wait for Alya"

" No, I can't. I'll wait patiently if you're not ready, but what's not ready? is not Afkar already a person who will be able to make you happy materially and you have loved for a long time"

" We really love each other"

Why my voice? please don't change the vocal cords. I don't make this very good Kevin come off sad

" I'm so happy Alya. I'm going back to Indonesia next week and I'm going to tell my parents this, I don't have any more burdens. When are you going to get married?"

Alya fell silent and looked again at her ring finger, trying not to let any tears come out

" Yesterday ka Afkar said next week going to Yogya proposed Alya ka"

" really? I will take the time to visit you to yogya, I also want to talk to Afkar in order to take good care of you, I have never introduced you to my arch-rival, right Alya? hahaa"

" Could, we'll have news again ka"

" I will wait for your news first so I can go home on time Alya, besides wanting to ask for parental blessing and meet Afkar later I also want to be honest"

" What are you honestly?"

" I'd love to hug you one more time, before we become someone else's soul mate. I longed to be able to embrace the greatest love in my journey"

" Yes, Alya also misses Kevin. May we all be happy"

" Aamiin's. Have you had Alya's dinner?"

" Not yet, magrib was here"

" Oh yes, then eat first, the bride-to-be has to eat a lot, later will be a lot of energy out, hehehe"

" Ka Kevin too, right? hehe"

" Greetings to Afkar. Same with aunt and mom"

" Yes greetings dear also the same om and aunty ka"

" Yes Alya, assalamualaikum"

" Waalaikum salam ka"

Clique

The pat on the shoulder made Alya startled and unintentionally stuttered

" Uh, Kevin, my God"

Afkar brought his face closer

" Dear think Kevin?"

His face became gloomy.

Alya pulled Afkar's hand slowly to sit next to her.

" Ooh, hail waalaikum".

His face was no longer excited

" How is he doing?"

Alya did not want to make Afkar more agitated

" He's good, has a lover and is getting married"

" Thank God, let me not think about it"

Alya looked at the man beside her

If only you knew how well you'd treated me long ago until now, even a few seconds ago he was still asking for your news and was happy when I told him you were not what you were like. He even waited for me to give him the news of when I got married so that he could be relieved and follow us as well. But now you who I allege to be a bride of my body and soul are treating me this way. If you knew now that Kevin was back in pain again like this, maybe he would come with a different purpose, aahh, why do I remember him again?.

Afkar turned his head to the left side, palpating every inch of Alya's face with his own eyes.

" Dear, I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon"

Alya nodded

" There's nothing wrong, Alya was too late, hehehe"

Afkar held Alya's hand

" Dear still fighting with me?"

" Work for what else? Ka Afkar alone was comfortable with the situation before Alya came, as well as them, ka Afkar can be the same sir Wijaya?"

" How should I be, baby?"

Afkar took off his hand grip on Alya's finger. His two palms had now covered his face and rested his back on the brown stool they were sitting on.

" They can't take off Afkar's ka, nor can you leave them. Alya sincere ka if this is the best. After all, when Alya came to this city Alya did not imagine being able to meet her sister, let's just say that after Alya came home, this never happened"

Why is my voice hoarse like this, strong Alya strong, do not cry.

Silent.

" Mister Wijaya is like my parents, I can escape from Aprill, I don't care about him anymore, but I can't leave Mr. Wijaya"

" Right ka, Alya has seen it"

Afkar lifted his head and looked at Alya.

" Ka, this is repeated again, Alya used to not be able to refuse the request of parents, and now the brother can not refuse the wishes of the daughter of Mr. Wijaya who was already considered an old man. Brother finally understood how Alya felt first"

" Dear you really want to go?"

Alya nodded.

" Alya has no future here ka, this is not the right place for Alya. Alya has been here since reading memories until dusk is no longer orange, even the breath in the throat can be as tight as the chest, he said, considering the events that happened to be the broken wound verses for Alya to play later.Days of waiting and sinking helplessly, you still reiterate the word as if nothing happened.

Alya knows this is God's signal about sin now and in the past so Alya must be redeemed like this. His plan was never wrong let alone wrong meaning.

This pain will be washed with tears. Alya could still tell when it was time to stop. Rather than more wounds spin hope away or keep waiting. Being with you is uncertain. It is time to pause, to release you with the sincerity of love.

If now Alya says goodbye, brother will be free again, all the bonds of heart that we have been enduring will be complete and loose.

Alya pamit ka, retreat before the others follow to be broken, heart enough.

After this sister is still a favorite part of Alya's life. Like the coffee brew in that shop that once kept a lot of words with its letters. Still semesra this finger when fused with the strings of the old brown guitar gave brother to always chant the beauty of the love of the owner without having to be painful for others. It will remain pen ink when Alya wants to write love language in poems that Alya will only write and read for himself. And become orange in twilight.

A weak woman like Alya has a stopping point, or the awareness to know when she should wipe out tiredness and rest, although to really go will never be easy, especially about you and my true love"

Afkar

" Dear ain't going nowhere without me".

" Alya can't be here while ka Afkar just talks love without attitude"

Alya slowly removed the diamond ring on her finger.

" I don't know who this will be pretty on whose fingers it will be. Alya give me back"

Afkar shook as he touched the ring and did not accept it. Back the ring was attached to Alya's ring finger.

" Don't go my beloved, won't we start a new love for your ever-crazed poem

on your singing voice and guitar that tells the beautiful story of love

Don't go my sweetheart, I just woke up from a dream last night you came to my sleeping lena. We are suffering from a great longing

There are still many longings and dreams that are the same and we have not realized. Love without you I'll die.

Steep your coffee, we'll breathe the aroma together while doubting love with your guitar with the same feeling"

Alya shook her head

" Sister will never be able to decide his ka, and Alya does not want to be the life gamble of big brother to be the loser. Alya has a better life even if not the one Alya dreamed of, at least not all ruined. Alya will have a career and future, although not with ka Afkar anymore.

" Dear, we still have Darel. Hold on for a while, this time I'll try, baby is too tired. Don't even think about leaving, because I won't let you alone"

A beautiful sea of flickering stars bounced on the river water. Brought into an atmosphere that cannot be expressed

The sound of a small heart

Rebels to deny the thickening of the curtain that obstructs, shackles and imprisons the sacred heart.

Pajero sport Afkar stops in one simple place.

" Ka, it's Darel"

Alya pointed to a man who was busy playing a brush on his canvas.

" Can't be disturbed, right?"

" Alya call me brother?"

" Yes"

A minute later Darel's tall body was already inside Afkar's car

" Darel, tomorrow morning you should come to Aprill's house, I'll be waiting for you"

" If Aprill refuses?"

" You can't think of anything good first"

Alya pokes Afkar's arm

" Ssttt, talk slowly"

Afkar confirmed his sitting position

" You should be here by eight in the morning, I don't want to see you late"

" Okay, I'll be there at eight in the morning. Is Alya coming?"

" No, Alya has to rest at the inn, she was tired of having you covered up this afternoon"

Alya glanced

Fighting who? I fight for you, you're the only one who's silent.

During a 10-minute conversation in the car, Darel gets out and passes from both of them. They still saw Darel packing his painting tools and riding a black motorbike. Afkar tells her to go home so that tomorrow her mind is clear to meet Aprill and affirm how their relationship continues.

" It's nine o'clock in the evening, I'll take you home, baby just rest, don't think about anything, let alone go home"

Alya quiet.

" Dear hear me, right?"

" Yes"

" I'll let you know as soon as I can tomorrow, I'll ask for his prayers"

Alya nodded

" May all be launched ya ka"

Afkar stroked Alya's hair

" I love you too much baby, I'm totally crazy if you go again"

Alya smiled

" If Afkar doesn't act, get ready to take Alya to Syamsuddin Noor Airport tomorrow"

Afkar shut Alya's mouth

" Don't repeat that word again, we'll be both, be it in Banjarmasin or any other city"

" Hopefully this sentence doesn't change anymore"

A little with a cynical tone, Afkar knew Alya was being very insinuating, but it is better to be silent because if you reply will be more innuendo coming out of the mouth of this lover.