Black Pen
95
In the morning in the sky of Jakarta black clouds look dark omens there will be no sun today, drizzle has been down since an hour ago makes the atmosphere feel cold, cold, this is the first time the drizzle has gone down since September . Even so, drizzling does not prevent people from staying active.
I saw the watch on my left hand, the time had shown at 8 am, drowsiness was not felt at all when I had not slept at all since last night.
I immediately took a shower and put on clothes, took out my suitcase and my salem-colored branded bag as well as the wedges I was going to wear this morning.
I saw the phone screen there were 49 missed calls and 30 messages that Doni sent me, I ignored them. I opened the sim card with XL on it, I broke it in two. Apparently he's been trying to reach me since last night.
I took the wedges and put them on my legs, I took the salem bag with my left hand, my right hand pulled the end of the suitcase out of the room.
I saw Vienna, Erika and Evi sleeping comfortably on the bed. They've been sleeping since 5 this morning. As for me, my eyes are unable to fall asleep even though I have forced many times.
Soon I set foot to leave, grab car I ordered about 10 minutes ago, he was waiting for me in front of the gate. A driver opened the car door, as soon as he got down to help me put the suitcase in the car.
"Terminal kebon oranges ya neng?" The driver's old voice sounded so dashing.
I nodded to her question without saying a word. The black Avanza immediately drove at a moderate speed, drizzling as if accompanying my departure with increasingly slashing wounds.
"It has arrived sir, very quickly" I said, while opening the car door.
I returned to walk down the streets wet with drizzle, with the bags and suitcases I was carrying.
"Bandung Bandung Bandung" A conductor shouted right in front of me.
"Bandung neng? leave now come on" He offered me to get on his bus.
The rain began to fall heavily, lightning struck from various directions, I immediately raised my suitcase and looked for a seat, my clothes were slightly wet with splashes of rainwater.
In the distance there Doni began to fidget, his feelings mixed between regret and sadness. He went to Vienna, but Vienna was still asleep and the door to his room was locked so tightly that he could find nothing to calm his heart. Many times he called me, there was no answer from me. Implied worry on his face .
"Where are you, ma'am?" His mind kept wondering about my whereabouts.
His mind was muddled, his tears suddenly dripping down feeling a deep sense of regret.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Why don't you go home? I'm worried" Doni's voice softened, his lips shaking violently. His eyes cannot be separated from his phone screen.
He looked at the window, outside the rain was very heavy suddenly he remembered the time when me and Doni were still dating. Beautiful times that make the heart of Doni more regretful.
As for me, I rested my head on the soft bus seat, I took the phone and earpone in the bag, I played the song that Akbar used to play for me.
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
I have died every day, waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Time stands still
Beauty in all she
I will be brave
I will not let anything, take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath, every hour has come to this
One step closer
I have died every day, waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed, I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thausand more..
A song that relaxes my mind, a song that always comforts me when I remember Akbar, I close my eyes, I let my thoughts and feelings drift until I am swept away in a beautiful dream, I don't feel like waking up anymore.
