Blue Rose
Expect More
Expect More
One day you'll understand there's a lot of hope tucked away every time we spend together.
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Sally woke up from a night of sleep with sweat pouring out, wetting her head and neck. His breathing was breathless, as if he had just driven a marathon hundreds of meters away. The dream, floating it again. Nightmares that have been falling apart for a long time. Teasing out Selly's inner calm. Tearing wounds that have not dried completely.
The voices even resembled howls right in front of the ears. Make his listener's senses ring, hurt. It was as if the incident had only happened a few minutes ago, being chased away, reviled, and ostracized. He had to hide like a fugitive. Trauma to a social relationship.
Rise up, and sit leaning against the head of the bed, the girl looked at the place next to her. His mother must be sleeping in the living room again. Ever since they moved to this three-floor contract three years ago, Dita has chosen to sleep in the front room, rarely accompanying Selly, unless asked.
“Mom prefers in front of Nak, it is easier to wake up at night,” the reason Dita gave.
Silence enveloped, the ticking clockwork of the wall echoed in the ivory-white painted room. Always close the ears due to its constant rhythm similar to the blow on the head.
Frustrated, Selly got out of the queen-sized bed, almost falling, because she tripped on a blanket wrapped around her legs. Grab a round time marker with a mini mouse image in the background, then remove the battery stone with trembling hands.
Trained back to the mattress, then lay curled up, pull the blanket to cover the entire body. Selly tried to close his eyes, although a second later it opened again because the shadow was so real to say hello.
***
“You're bad luck, son?” greet Dita when she sees Selly coming out of the room late than usual.
“Iya, Mum.” Selly, Dita in the kitchen.
Usually, Selly who does that routine, makes breakfast for them. Prepare a cup of warm tea for Dita.
“Why are you, sick?” Dita touched Selly's forehead with the back of her hand, worried about her pale-looking daughter.
Shaking her head, Selly cupped Dita's palm, then kissed her. “Sleep deprivation, Bu.”
“Why? Many tasks, yes?” Dita gives a gentle massage on her child's shoulder using her free hand. Remembering last night Selly came home with a haggard state.
Sally curled her lips, her mother's touch was like magic that gave her new calm and strength. “Selly no papa, Bu.”
“You're in college today?”
Selly nodded in response. “Log in the afternoon, Bu.”
“There is a promise with someone?”
Dita's question made Selly's forehead wrinkle. “No.”
“Sebentar.” Dita walked into the living room, approaching the window beside the door. “That's not Rey's car your friend huh, Cell?”
Frowning, Selly approached Dita, taking a peek from behind the window. A black sedan with a license plate that Selly memorized was parked across the street.
“Ngapain Rey there?” selly murmured, more audible to ask yourself.
“Born him here nyariin you.” Dita sits on the sofa, then tells about the arrival of Rey who is looking for the existence of Selly. “And I saw from before dawn the car was already there,” concluded the woman.
As if remembering something, Selly patted her head, then stumbled back into the room. A little dazed looking for the existence of a sling bag made of cloth that he used to wear. Until the tail of his eyes caught a black lump under the bed. Opening the zipper of the bag, Selly took out all the contents, and the thing he was looking for was visible. The girl bit her lip when she found dozens of missed chats and calls from the same number. The power pointer on the screen of his phone is even red, you can be sure soon the phone will die.
The long vibration of the flat object made Selly jump. Just now his thumb will shift the call receiver icon, when the vibration is gone along with the screen turning dark. Panic him towards the study table, looking for a charger in the drawer. But having not had time to connect with the power source, the girl walked quickly out of the room.
“Lho Cells want to man—”
“Mother I'm sorry.” Sally cupped her hands in front of her chest. But then the hand stretched out to touch his own body, paying attention to his appearance wearing only a t-shirt and training pants. He returned to the room, ignoring Dita's confused look. Picking up a brown cardigan on the back hanger of the door, Selly wore it while walking. Apologize once again to Dita before weaving out the house.
***
If there's anything that scares Rey so much, then it's missing the news from Selly Anandita. Yesterday after seeing the girl go with Kiky, Rey couldn't find Selly anywhere. The girl didn't go to class, wasn't in the library, nor was she found in every corner of the campus.
The attempt to call his phone number ended in a mailbox. Makes various evil thoughts dance in the head. Rey even went to Selly's house, saying she wanted to borrow a book because she didn't want to worry Dita. However, the answer Rey heard increasingly made her mind agitated.
“Selly hasn't come home yet, Kid Rey, maybe go straight to the cafe.”
What Dita does not know is that Rey has gone to the cafe where Selly worked before driving a car with a grumpy to Dita's residence.
Frustrated, Rey drives her car to any place. Following his instincts, he took the time to stop by the corners of the city. It's possible that Kiky intends to hide Selly in an old unused building or take the girl across to a small, uninhabited island.
“Why not ask Alarik for help?”
Rey cursed in her heart, when she realized her stupidity. Too focused on what Kiky would do to Selly made her brain transform into a pentium one, lola. If not for the advice of Bagas, it is certain that he is acutely dehydrated because it visited every place that felt there was Selly in it, ignoring fluid intake for the body.
“He is still in this city,” bright Alarik, his fingers move the cursor in the laptop screen on the table, enlarge the area on the flickering red dot. “She's at home.”
“What?”
And laughter gushed from the mouth of Bagas and Bagus. “Lo dergjain kali Sob,” tease Nice on his laugh.
Rey shook her head, obviously she didn't find the girl this afternoon at home. Can't Dita lie? After all if Selly was home, why would the girl avoid him? Or did Kiky say something she shouldn't?
“Heh, where are you going?” bagas' voice stopped Rey's footwork. “Nyamperin Sally?” guess it after there was no answer from the man.
Rey just shrugged her shoulders, what else was she supposed to do?
Pull it out of Bagas' lips. “Lo crazy, want raided by midnight guests gini?”
Glancing at the wall clock, Rey exhaled, Bagas right, it's almost 00:00.
As a result, Rey again dropped her body on the sofa, ignoring the invitation of her friends to go home. He's gonna sleep here, and then early in the morning he's planning on coming to Selly. The girl should be responsible for all the fret created. He can't just ignore Rey.
Before the dawn of the adhan reverberated, Rey's car was parked on the side of the street of Selly's house. His eyes carefully scanned every corner of the house, and when what he was waiting for appeared, Rey could not help but run to see the girl.
For a few seconds, the two gender-different people only shared greetings through the eyes. Scanning each other's news through body language.
“You want to replace hansip, take care of my house?” It was Selly who first broke the silence.
Both of Rey's palms clenched tightly, trying to resist the urge to touch the girl in front of her. Who made him an impromptu fan?
“Where were you yesterday? Why can't you be contacted? What do you do with—”
“You have breakfast rice uduk?”
“—Ki—What?” Rey suddenly lost her word, all the questions that were thrown from her lips a second ago like yawning, no need to answer. Stunned to hear Selly's invitation that to Rey sounds like a miracle. A Selly Anandita offers him to go together.
Selly smiled looking at Rey's dazed look, tucking her hair behind her ears, the girl walked first.
“Come!” Selly turned to Rey who was still silent on the spot.
Razzle, Rey is soon after Selly. Align their footsteps along the sidewalk. What dream was he last night? Did you get a special moment this afternoon? Wait, can't he close his eyes? Although the hand had already been used to close it, the fact was that he could still follow the seconds of the rotating wall clock. Or was this girl next to him wanting to exchange all her worries yesterday?
Through the corner of his eye, Rey looks at Selly's appearance. He was sure that the girl had not even had a chance to take a bath, maybe just woke up. But in fact Rey's chest even bounced happily, as if there was an angel beside her. Both of Selly's hands were put into a plain black cardigan pocket worn to cover her training sweatshirt and pants. Occasionally his hand moved to the side of the ear, attaching the naughty boy to the morning air.
It feels like Rey's hands are itching, want to slip the girl's jet hair that again broke through the ears, making the face without makeup was covered. Makes Rey lose her sight. Folding her lips inward, Rey moved her hand, pointing to the side of Selly's head. A little more, the young man's hand touched the hair, when suddenly Selly turned her head and said that they had arrived.
“Oh.” Rey pulled a hand, changed to scratching the nape that did not itch. Can't they eat somewhere further away? Why should the rice seller sit this close from Selly's house?
Rey runs her net down that tent stall. On the rice cart and a pair of sellers who looked busy, on a row of benches filled with buyers who seemed to enjoy the rice with side dishes and distinctive taste. They even had to sit one bench with another visitor. Rey felt uneasy because of the man sitting next to Selly.
“You used to have breakfast here?” Coming to Selly less than seven o'clock in the morning, is not Rey's custom.
“More.” Selly shook her head. “More cooks, if even here, most wrapped.”
Biting her inner cheek, Rey tried to hold back her fissure. Can he be happy? Feel special about being a breakfast partner for Selly. Yeah, Rey knows this is a dime. Eating at a tent stall, with visitors tiled and covered only in makeshift tarps is not romantic. But he was even willing to replace his one day at a luxury hotel with this moment.
***
Being next to Rey is always comfortable. That's how Selly feels. For a while she forgot her nightmare, she had no recollection of what happened 24 hours ago.
If Selly can dream, she wants moments like this to happen every day. Seeing how that handsome face was transmitting a smile. Enjoying every change in Rey's face when eating spicy, also her voice that tickles Selly's ears to always listen.
Can Selly expect much from that guy? Can Selly hang on to a star-high dream that Rey will accept him for who he is?
They stopped in the front yard of Selly's house, facing off awkwardly. Both of them did not want to end the meeting.
“I ... log in first huh?”Selly made a sound after a few seconds.
“Oh.” Nodding, Rey lets Selly in. “Oke.”
“See you,” said Selly before turning around and stepping.
“Selly!” Just two steps away, Rey called out to him, making the girl turn around.
“Ya?”
“Mm .. thank you.”
Blushed, Selly agreed to Rey's words with a shy smile. Then back to the body.
“Selly!” Again, Rey stopped Selly's footwork, making the girl turn her head, asking by raising an eyebrow.
“Mm ... see you.” Rey waved her hand into the air, with a happy smile adorning her lips.
Sally giggled, then waved her hand before turning around. Take two steps to the terrace of the house.
“Selly!”
Closing her eyes, Selly sighed before twisting her body. “Moreover Rey?” he said with a little emphasis, will they play calling and being called on?
Rey widened her smile, then walked over to the girl who pursed her lips. Funnier. Naturally Rey was like toying with him from earlier. Carrying his hand into the air, Rey hesitated a little to touch her fingers to the tip of Selly's head, then patted gently, slightly scrambling.
“See you,” concluded Rey, before turning around and waving away.
