CHASING ILLUSIONS
12. DAFFA AGEM REVANDRA
...“Hi, Sweet Girl, it seems that your beautiful eyes have bewitched me, and forced me to love you in a flash.”...
...-Daffa Agem Revandra...
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When the sun slowly pulled over on the western horizon, accompanied by a gentle breeze of wind, along with that Anindya occupied one of the city park chairs. As usual, the girl chose to enjoy the twilight before heading to the cafe where she worked. For a moment, his brain instructs the girl's hand to play the guitar he deliberately carries. Until the next moment, there were beautiful melodies played by Anindya.
“Birds, convey a poignant tone. Wind, the sadness. Pick up happy in his day, give him life.” Anindya's voice sounded quite melodious. Anyone who heard it, would definitely dissolve in the singing of the girl.
“God, whatever you want, I will follow You, Lord. I write all my stories in my daily.” Anindya continued her song. The girl seemed to dissolve in the melody she was playing. He didn't even realize that a man was watching him. From the gaze of the man, it seemed like he was mesmerized by Anindya's singing.
“Keren!” The man clapped his hands as Anindya finished her song. A second later, he stepped his feet closer to Anindya. As for Anindya, the girl smiled just a clumsy smile.
“Amazing song for a twilight connoisseur like you, Miss,” praise men.
Anindya smiled, “Thank you,”.
“Ehem, may we get acquainted, Miss?” ask the man.
Anindya put down her guitar, then nodded. “Please.”
If you think that Anindya is a cheap girl who easily accepts men, you are wrong. Anindya is just a cool figure and easy to make friends. The girl never limited her friendship for any reason. Being friendly and kind to everyone is the principle of his life.
“Ah, thank goodness. I thought you would reject me, Miss,”, the man said.
“Include me, my name is Daffa Agem Revandra, you can call me Daffa. I'm an S1 student majoring in psychology, Bina Bangsa University.” The man continued his sentence. One of his hands stretched out to shake Anindya's hand.
Anindya smiled, then accepted the man's post. “I Lia Anindya Wulandari, you can call me Anin. I am a final semester student majoring in Indonesian literature.”
“Ah, I thought you were younger than me, Miss. Your face is still like a 19 year old girl!” the man called Daffa.
Anindya laughed quite loudly hearing that. Her melodious voice of laughter, managed to bewitch Daffa for a while. The man did not even blink when he looked at Anindya's face which he thought was quite sweet. Error, not sweet enough but very sweet.
“Hahaha! You are right, I am indeed a 19-year-old girl, it's just that I went through a faster education phase than the other children,” explained Anindya.
“So, you're not older than me?” ask Daffa when his consciousness has returned.
Anindya shook her head, “No, Daf. I'm still very young.”
Daffa nodded in understanding. For a moment, the man's memories carried him in the past. Somehow Daffa thought that Anindya was very similar to the girl in her past. The girl's face, voice, cleverness, and manner of speaking were completely similar to her past.
“Hey, why are you daydreaming?” Anindya patted the man's shoulder slowly. At once Daffa gasped and regained consciousness from his daydream. The man shook his head slowly, “No, Nin. I was just thinking of something you wouldn't be able to accept if I exposed it.”
Anindya scrunched her forehead. What does that man mean? Did he think of any indecent things about himself? Anindya shook her head slowly. Ah, he must not think ill of humans. Perhaps, what Daffa was thinking was not obscene things, but other things that would disturb him. Compare him to other women, for example.
“Ehem, Anin, don't you want to sing again? I want to hear it,” said Daffa trying to divert the conversation.
Anindya glanced at the watch that was coiled around her wrist. The girl nodded slowly. In half an hour he had to go to work. With a heavy heart, Anindya said, “I'm sorry, Daf. I have to get to work soon. We can meet next time. Excuse me first, yes.”
“Ah, okay fine. Careful, yes, Sweet Girl.” After hearing that, Anindya grabbed her guitar, then left and passed from there.
Daffa looked at the girl's back with sparkling eyes. Somehow, his heart flowered just by looking at Anindya's face. The man realizes that he is in love with Anindya, simply because of the many similarities between the girl and her past.
“Sial! Why do you look so much like him and make me curious, Nin?” daffa Ogat.
***
It was evening, with stars beginning to decorate the universe. Highlights from several buildings and shops, began to decorate the foot of the capital. Anindya sat at the cashier's desk where she worked. While waiting for a customer, the girl scratched a pen on top of her little notebook. As always, writing is the girl's way of dispelling boredom and fatigue.
^^^May I be transformed into your heartbeat,^^^
^^^ I may be able to be part of your pulse^^^
^^^^or ^^
^^^ Just to blend in your bloodstream;^^^
^^^ becomes part of your life, ^^^
^^^Master.^^^
^^^-Lianindya-^^^
That's what the girl managed to write in her notebook. A short poem that was romantic enough for Bagaskara. Wait, for Bagaskara? Anindya shook her head slowly. He could have made Bagaskara the object of his romantic poetry. It doesn't make sense!
“Excuse me, Miss Sweet. I want to pay for my order,” said a man.
The man's voice sounded familiar to Anindya. Not long after, the girl raised her head. Ah, crap! Just thought of showing himself.
“Hey, Miss, don't you want to serve this customer of yours?” The male voice that was none other than Bagaskara was again heard.
Anindya gasps, “Ah , yes thank you. Uh, I mean sorry, Bagaskara.”
“Ehem, what do you need, Mister?” anindya asked in her puistic tone.
Bagaskara smiled, “Someone came to the cashier to pay for his order, Miss Sweet, but it didn't apply to Bagaskara when she was in the Coffee Cup.”
Anindya scrunched her forehead. “What do you mean, Bagaskara?” ask Anindya.
“I came to the cashier not only to pay, but also to meet the keeper of the cashier, just to take off my passionate missus.”
Bagaskara's reply managed to make Anindya gawk. The girl's heart was racing. It felt like there were thousands of butterflies tickling his stomach. In fact, maybe the girl's cheeks are flushed.
“Shit!” Anindya cursed in the heart. It could be that the man made her misbehave, just with a flutter. However, as strongly as Anindya evaded, she still could not hide the pleasure of having said Bagaskara.
“Nona, you daydream again!” bagaskara Sentak.
Anindya gasped, then replied, “Ah, no, Bagaskara! I'm not daydreaming. I just ...”
“Just happy because I said miss you ‘kan, Miss Sweet?”
Again and again. Anindya was wronged by Bagaskara's words. The man always made his blood flow turbulent. Ah, crap! If this continues, how could he not fall in love with Bagaskara? If only the girl did not remember she was working, she might have jumped up in joy.
“Nah ‘kan, daydream again. I thought your heart must be blooming because of the expression Rinduku.” Bagaskara's voice again brought Anindya into his consciousness. The girl shook her head slowly, when she realized what she had just thought. That sucks!
“Sorry, Bagaskara. Whatever your order, I will total and you can go home,” Anindya said sounding serious.
“Only your favorite cappucino, Adorable Miss,” replied Bagaskara.
Anindya nodded. “Fifty thousand, Bagaskara.”
“Can't you just pay for love, Nin? Or maybe wear our wedding dowry,” goda Bagaskara.
Anindya glared at hearing that. In fact, when he was trying to be serious, the man still teased him. That sucks, doesn't it?
“Do not joke!” ketus Anindya's.
“Hahaha, sorry. I'm just kidding, Nin.” After saying that, Bagaskara immediately took out a piece of fifty thousand money, then gave it to Anindya who seemed to be getting upset because of Bagaskara's actions.
“Already, yes. I'll go home first. See you next time, Miss Sweet. May we be a match,” said Bagaskara then passed from there.
Anindya stared at Bagaskara's departure with a gaze that was hard to explain. The girl's eyes twinkled, for some reason she felt so happy with Bagaskara's temptation. Though, he knew, Bagaskara was just joking. There was no way the man would fall in love with her, let alone they had just met.
Anindya shook her head slowly. For a moment, the girl exhaled her breath. His hand started moving back to write something on the notebook he was carrying. Something he had never written before. Something he would never show anyone. Something about his strange feelings for Bagaskara.
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