CHASING ILLUSIONS

14. BAGASKARA POEMS

“Somehow, you incarnate the script and become the object of every verse of my poetry.”

Bagasakara Adi Wijaya

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^^^Nona,^^

^^^you seemed to come splitting my chest^^^

^^^in which case when divided he is weak, when separated he loses, even if slammed he is broken^^

^^^ where will say your name, shadow your smile, also save your rindumu^^^

^^^dada which will be the standard for your tears, holding your tears suck your sorrows^^^

the heart that will never stop longing for you also loves you.^^^

^^^Nona, ^^^

^^^the tender barley of your laughter will not cease to excite my heart

^^^ Which heart will always say your name^^^

^^^until the beat stops; ^^^

^^^matis.^^^

^^^Yes, ^^

^^^^only for you, I will split this chest^^^

^^^^ Only evidence that your name has been attached and will always be attached, ^^

^^^Nona Sweet.^^^

Bagaskara Adi Wijaya^^^^

Tick .. tick .. tick.

The rain boldly fell to the earth. Slowly the drops get rid of the reviews of the sun smile. The scent of ptrichor burst out, giving it a moment of tranquility. Bagaskara smiled gently at the newly assembled characters. Somehow, the man suddenly wanted to write a romantic poem as Anindya's face overshadowed his thoughts. Passion to make the girl an object in her writing, as if she could not stand it.

“Ah, shit! Why do I keep thinking of that girl!” Bagaskara rubbed her hair rough. The man was frustrated and confused with himself. Inevitably, lately he often daydreams of Anindya. The girl did not want to escape Bagaskara's mind.

“Don't I really fall in love with that girl? Ah, no! No way! There's no way I fell in love with that cafe cashier! Ah, crap! Why did I lose this way?” bagaskara Gumam.

Bagaskara exhaled his breath rough. Shortly after, the man spread his eyes all over the tavern. He said the coffee shop was quite interesting. With natural shades of outdoor decor and a few supportive miniatures, the tavern looks aesthetically pleasing. Not to mention the atmosphere was quite calm and supported him to finish the script. It looks like this will be one of Bagaskara's favorite coffee shops.

“Hai, Bagaskara. We meet again. Can I join you?”

Bagaskara realized from his daydream, the man immediately raised his head. How surprised he was when he saw Anindya in front of him. “Your longevity, Nin,” her inner self.

“Bagaskara! I'm bothering you?” anindya asked felt bad.

“Ah, no, Nin. I'm just surprised you're here. Please sit down, Miss Sweet,” said Bagaskara.

Hearing that, Anindya immediately sat down on the chair that was opposite Bagaskara. The girl's hand waved, signaling the cafe waiter to come to her. Shortly after, one of the servants came to their table.

“One glass of warm cappucino and one serving of cheesecake,” Anindya message. The waiter immediately recorded Anindya's order then passed from there.

“Don't look at me like that, Bagaskara. I won't ask you to pay for my food. Just relax!” Anindya.

Again, and again, Bagaskara flinched. The man again felt surprised to have looked at Anindya. In fact, Bagaskara himself could not be evaded if the appearance of Anindya today was quite charming, a little different from usual. The girl was wearing black jeans, a white T-shirt with newyork, and one-pointed hair. Very simple, but somehow managed to make Bagaskara fascinated. Moreover, the smile that adorned the girl's face, as if adding a sweet impression to her.

“Bagaskara, are you daydreaming? Wh why? Does my presence bother you?” ask Anindya. If you can be honest, in her heart the girl felt bad for Bagaskara. Somehow, he felt that he had disturbed Bagaskara's calm.

“Ah no, Miss. I just ... em ...” Bagaskara's words were cut off when he looked into his eyes. The man suddenly felt nervous when faced with Anindya like this.

“You are very sweet, Nin,” replied Bagaskara keceplosan.

“Eh, I mean. Em... anu, this coffee is too sweet.”

Seeing Bagaskara flutter like that, Anindya held back her laughter. “It turns out men like you can be nervous too, huh? Hahaha!”

“Shit!” bagaskara sly.

Anindya stopped her laughter. For a moment, the girl's eyes glanced at a paper lying on the table. Indirectly, the girl read the poem Bagaskara had just written. A feeling that he did not want to admit also appeared instantly.

“Beautiful poem,” praise Anindya after reading the poem.

“Iya. Beautiful, like the object of this poem,” said Bagaskara slowly.

“Who?”

“You. Lia Anindya Wulandari's. The sweet girl I met at the end of the street that afternoon,” Bagaskara replied as she sipped her coffee.

The deg!

Anindya. The wind coming in from the open window crevices fluttered his hair, occasionally carrying him drifting in Bagaskara's speech. The girl was like being taken to the sky just because of that sweet remark. However, a moment later he woke up. His old wounds had not yet recovered, and he could not make any more new wounds.

“Do not joke, Bagaskara!” Anindya.

Bagaskara looked at the girl gently. The man felt, like he was pulled by a magnet from the charm of Anindya. His heart was turbulent, his heart was racing, and his shit felt like there were thousands of butterflies tickling his stomach.

“Did I fall in love with Anindya? fuckin' hell! This girl is very sweet, more than sweet,” Inner Bagaskara. A moment later, she shook her head; trying to throw off all notion that she was starting to fall in love with Anindya. “No! There's no way I love Anindya.”

“Argh!” Bagaskara incubates frustration. He forgot, when in front of him was sitting a sweet girl who had just seduced him. He can't even remember being in a quiet cafe.

“Bagaskara, you are fine ‘kan?” Anindya's soft voice managed to make Bagaskara flinch. Soon enough, the man wavered; misbehaving. It could be that he was acting strangely in front of Anindya. Damnit damnit!

“Ah, no. I'm good,” replied Bagaskara trying as quietly as possible.

Anindya nodded. “Hm, okay. Sorry, I have to leave now. My mother is sick, she is home alone. Excuse me, yes, Bagaskara.”

Bagaskara did not reply, the man simply responded to Anindya's words with a smile and a nod. His feelings are still not good considering how the charm of Anindya today. It was like... ah, impossible!

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The wind blows softly. Petrikor yells; infiltrates into the sense of smell, providing calmness. The sky darkened without stars let alone the moon, making it look dark tonight. Bagaskara was silent on the balcony of his house. His eyes stared blankly at the direction in front of him; shadowing every inch of Anindya's face was frustrating lately. How quaint. It had only been two months that he had met the girl, and now he was starting to cringe due to his vague feelings for Anindya. Shitty, right?

Bagaskara exhaled his breath rough. For the third time, the man was frustrated. The cute girl named Lia Anindya Wulandari managed to make her like a madman.

“Sial! Why can't I brush off the girl's face!” as if Bagaskara is upset.

“Damn! I can't possibly fall in love with her!” Bagaskara grumbled indistinctly. He's upset with himself. “Shit! I'd be crazy if I thought this for a long time! Huft, shit!”

“Come, Bagaskara! Don't think about the girl yet! Remember your education, your career, your parents, and yes .. ah, shit!” Bagaskara nagging unclear. The man rubbed his face rough. From the beginning, she had been principled not to fall in love with any woman before she finished her education. However, somehow after meeting with Anindya, the principle slowly faded. Yes, subconsciously, the man had fallen in love with Anindya's charm.

Bagaskara exhaled slowly, then gulped down the coffee, which began to cool due to the night air. The man tried to neutralize his thoughts, as well as throw away the shadow of Anindya's face.

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