
The one who makes the wound is not others or circumstances, but ourselves
If you and I were not us,
maybe this wound never existed
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“Again, yes, Lit, lo why the hell the same way Darka all?”
Tia was upset by herself while cleaning Lita's desk drawer which was also filled with garbage. Lita just sighed. “Gue do not know if there are people who will be rich.”
“Lo tuh should be people don't be too good, Lit. You know Darka is a lot of fans, what if they know you really already the same as Darka?”
Lita had indeed told Tia about the incident at Anwar's house the other day since she and Tia got closer through the birthday party at that time. For Lita all she could trust now was Anwar, Sandi, Putra, and Tia.
“Gue isn't Darka,” Lita has to repeat that every time Tia replies.
The girl laughed a little. “Lo likes Darka, Darka likes lo, you guys go together, just as rich dating right? The only difference is that there is no status.”
Tia and Lita's light talk had to be cut short when they heard another whisper about their closeness from the Lita class children who saw them.
“Tia why the same kid? Help clean up the trash again.”
“Tadi in the corridor Tia also belain him with Anwar, Sandi, Son right?”
“Tia want aja utilizedin.”
“Darka why not the same Tia anyway? Tia is good. Emang–”
“Continue! Keep going.” Tia looked back. To the origin of the sound. He looked at those who spoke behind him.
“Tia, udah.” Lita pulls the end of Tia's shirt. “Entertainment, later also they are tired themselves.”
“Ih, but they're really cool. How do you hold it anyway?”
“Udah regular, let's throw away the trash aja.”
Tia finally smiled and walked out with Lita. But a moment later, the look on his face turned serious. His forehead was wrinkled by the sign of thinking something. Lita tilted her head, looking at Tia's face closer.
“Why, Ti?”
“Gue tau, this is really presumptuous but ..”
“Ya?”
“Lo why not break up with Darka?”
Lita. Why would Tia say that? His relationship age and Darka alone have not stepped on a month.
“Do you not think, the relationship lo sam Darka just painin you alone? Darka's fans are a lot, Lit. Rich gini is just the beginning of the doang. I'm worried you'll be alamin more than this.”
Actually, Lita was also already aware of that. Instead of Lita not feeling happy or worried that she would not be able to be happy, the girl thought more about Darka who was even locked up for a week in her room. Tia said, This is just the beginning.
“After all, what the hell are you seeing from Darka? Yes, he's handsome, but that's all. And you know how I broke up with Darka?”
Lita looked at Tia with a questioning look. She never knew why Tia broke up with Darka. Lita tends not to care about things that are not related to her and are not important.
“Darka cheating. He sent me in front of a lot of people in the cafeteria. You're not afraid Darka will get rich like that? Cowo is just sweet on the lips.”
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Lita thought of Tia's words along her way home. His steps stopped when from afar, he could already see a motorbike parked in front of his house.
“Darka?” Lita immediately ran over, and her guess was right.
“Hai, Jeli,” greet the young man, with a raucous voice that sounds weak.
Suddenly, Lita panicked. “Lo why is it here, instead of lo locked up at home for a week? If you know how?” Lita frowns, worried that someone will come and Darka will receive a more severe punishment.
“Gue blur.” Darka answered briefly. The young man smiled looking at Lita's panicked face even if it was only for a moment, indicating the girl still cared.
Lita looked back at Darka. His heart was filled when he saw Darka's lips hurt.
“Lo... slapped?”
Darka smiled wryly. “This is nothing compared to what you already lo alamin in Jeli.” school
“Back, Ka. If your father escapes your punishment can be added.”
“Gue to say the same, Jeli.”
“Darka–”
“Please?” Darka looked at her with pleading eyes, making Lita powerless to resist Darka.
“OK. But not for long, Ka. Lo can–”
“Iya, are you so cute?” Darka laughed even though his voice sounded hoarse. He handed the helmet to Lita.
Lita frowned. “Where are we going?”
“Later also tau.” Darka waited for Lita to take her helmet. The girl never received Darka's helmet and made the young man attach it to Lita himself. “Dipake, Jeli not diliatin.”
They immediately darted away with Darka's motor, splitting the cold afternoon wind. With Lita, who hesitates to hold on to Darka's jacket. The girl had at last nearly rested her head on Darka's back, despite not touching him at all.
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“Here, the sunset is so beautiful, Jel. You have to see.”
Darka walked over to Lita. They had already taken off their shoes since stepping on the sand. Lita never knew that near her workplace there was a small beach that not many people visited. Darka is always full of surprises.
“Sometimes, besides Anwar's house I like to come here. But always alone.”
Darka turned around, walking backwards while looking at Lita. The girl tidied up her hair that was hit by the afternoon wind.
“But now I can have someone I can bring here.”
Lita looked at Darka. “No one ever brought you here?”
Darka. “Jelita Geanessa. And I hope so continue until the time that gabisa known when.”
That means, Lita doesn't have to worry about what Tia says about Darka hurting her. Lita believes in Darka. But from the beginning it was not that that made Lita think about the advice of Tia. It was precisely the sentence from Darka that made her determination more and more round.
Lita. Following Darka's footprints imprinted on the sand. Darka's footprints are much larger than Lita's. The girl began to follow wherever Darka's footprints went. Until the sea water swept it away.
“To here.” Lita stop.
Darka looked back, not hearing what Lita said. “What?”
While Darka stopped stepping, the sky met red. The sun was half-drowned at the end of the coastline. Instead of answering Darka, Lita turned on the ocean side of the beach and enjoyed a dimly lit orange color. Darka smiled at Lita. Yes, the sunset on the beach is very beautiful. But never as beautiful as Lita.
The girl brushed her hair behind her ears so that it would no longer be carried away by the wind. “Sampe here Darka. Only until here I can nemenin lo to the beach.”
Darka frowned. Suddenly getting a bad feeling. “Ma-means?”
“Lo will continue to face the same difficult things if you stay the same I.” Lita smiled thinly. Darka stepped closer, but Lita walked backwards as if telling Darka to stay still on the spot.
“Jeli, whatever it is in your mind, don't–”
“We're done yes, Ka?”
Darka. Heart's smearing. He can't lose Lita now. Not when everything is so beautiful and the world is back in the light. Notnot now.
“If you stay the same I ... everything will be difficult for lo.”
“Lo has never been a burden to me Jel! Lo is precisely the person who has made me little by little so Darka who used to be.” Darka tries to convince Lita not to leave.
“Quietly, Darka, I'll still be your friend. Rich first time inget?”
Darka. She never saw Jelita Geanessa as a ‘just’ friend from the start. Darka always saw Lita as a woman.
“Gue will always open the same lo, Darka. Always was. Even I will try not to make you sad.” Lita added, because obviously it was her last assignment that she promised Darka's sister.
“Jel, you promised me.”
“Sorry, I can't take it all.” Lita. Hiding his tear-soaked face.
“Jel, please?”
Lita turned around, walking around waiting for Darka who was still stuck in place. Lita should have done this in the first place so as not to hurt anyone. Either himself, or Darka. The girl was crying and did not want to look back.
He does not want to see Darka who is increasingly fragile and unable to pursue Lita, stop her once more, or just ask if everything is just a dream.