Black Pen

7

CRANE

The phone rang, a new number with no name entered my phone.

"Well, White Coffee Civet?"

" Sweet coffee, as sweet as you are" A soft voice answered in the distance, a voice I did not recognize at all.

" Hahaha, who is it?" My laughter broke when she heard the answer she gave me.

" I am a Shinigami messenger who was deliberately sent down to Pasundan to love you" said a man in the distance.

"Eh seriously ieu saha? (seriously this is who )" asked me who was a little surprised at once curious.

"Include my name Abdul Akbar As-Sundani, live in America and love to eat Bala-bala" with a voice that screams a little. (Bala-bala kalo in Indonesian means Bakwan).

"Well, since when in America are we in bala-bala?' I asked a little to hold back the laughter.

Yes that was our first conversation that afternoon, a conversation that I found unique. Who knows if that was the beginning of our relationship.

After that day passed, the closer we got, there was not a single day that I passed without news of him, the unique man who was said to be a member of a famous gangster actually washed away my heart, makes me float and sleep in her cradle.

Maybe this time Iwan was right, I should thank him for introducing that fun and humorous figure to me. Although at first, like my feelings for Joni, only make her an outlet so I can forget Rudi who is already happy with his new girlfriend.

Until one day in January, he came straight to my school for the first time to see me, I felt something different about him, unlike any other man I knew, he was able to make my heart beat irregularly, it felt like my chest was about to explode.

"Well, what did I say? you are also smitten at last. Hahaha" Iwan came carrying his favorite blue MX jupiter motor, he came down to approach Annisa and I was sitting waiting for their arrival. He mocked me with excitement, apparently this time he felt victorious from me.

It sounds evil, but that's me in my gray days. Cuek, the stupid and selfish period was very clearly drawn on my sweet face which people said I was born from Indian descent, considering my nose is sharp with mature brown skin and sexy lips.hehe

Akbar came after 30 minutes of waiting, he just threw a smile at me, sweet. That was what came to my mind while returning his smile.

"Let's ride" He invited me to ride on his red MX motorcycle seat. I don't know where he's going to take me which is clear our bike is going in a different direction.

In the middle of the journey that did not know where the bike would go, we fell silent before he finally opened the conversation to invite me to talk and slowly change the situation to be more relaxed.

"If I asked you to be an important part of my life, what answer would you give me ?" That question didn't make me respond so easily. What is this guy thinking now? he even has the same feelings for me.

"Emh. I.." My tongue was muffled but my heart beat was beating faster, I wanted to say Yes, but I remembered Cepi, what would happen if I accepted him to be my girlfriend. Even if I didn't love her that much, at least it would hurt her.

"You don't have to answer now, I'll wait for that answer, no need to rush, you can think about it as long as you want"

Little do I understand, this man is different from Cepi even though it is physically Cepi who is the winner, but his calm, mature, humorous and patient attitude and nature makes me feel the need to have it, he said, in contrast to Cepi the man was temprament, overprotective and jealous, he always stopped me from treating me like a doll.

"All right, Cepi let me handle it later.." I thought in my heart.

"OK, I want to be the most important part of it on the condition that you promise to be with me no matter what"

So interesting is the name Cepi in my life that it makes me exaggerate, have I started to feel afraid to lose it, or is this just the same feeling that I feel for Cepi? I don't know, Akbar was so fun making me fall in love and feel so happy

"My promise of sailors"

From then on slowly my memory of Rudi began to fade, even I almost forgot about it. And Cepi became the sole owner of that long-scarred heart, wounded by the regret that has been tormenting me ever since I lost Rudi's figure.