Cracked Pearls

Cracked Pearls
Love Statement



Ancol Beach, I have been to this tourist spot several times, whether it is with the late Father, school tours while in Bandung, or others. But it's different now, not with everything. I'm here alone, with Zhio the geeky.


Hand in hand enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of the afternoon, although Jakarta is always mercilessly hot every second.


On the rocks of the beach, we stood facing the ocean.


I still enjoy this symphony. Drowning in the waves.


Until ....


“Tiara .. be my girlfriend!”


My smile gradually flattened, turning stupefied.


My face was still straight facing the ocean, thinking I was wandering around in circles - trying to digest what Zhio had just said.


“I'm serious, Tiara!” He insists.


Now my face is tempted to look at it slightly up, because our bodies are not equal high. Zhio is tall. My height is only his chest.


“You mean?” I asked him if he was joking or not.


Zhio attracts smiles. One snap made his body now face me. Both of my shoulders grabbed him to make us face each other. A pair of hands he put down, changed to take both hands which he then grasped.


My feelings are starting to get bumpy. I stared up at the look on my face with those big glasses full of fret.


This close, it made me suddenly freeze to death. If you notice, this Zhio is very sweet. Even a large mole with a little fine feathers was as if embellishing the masterpiece God had gifted him.


“I know this must surprise you, Tiara. But I'm serious. I really like you. I want you to be my girlfriend.”


I rubbed my eyes between Zhio's eyes. Looking for a single speck of lies within his circumcision. But I didn't find that. What I see is just the opposite. A flash of earnestness that was even hard to shake. “A-I ...”


Not yet finished my mouth said, he had made my eyes wide. A deep kiss touched a pair of the backs of my hands that docked after the pull. I could even see the plump hairs that framed his eyes so perfectly when they were closed in front of my face.


Zhio released a kiss of my hand then.


“I love you, Ra. Accept me, huh?” So subtle that the voice infiltrated into the heart. The clear eyes behind Zhio's glasses stuck me frozen. “I know I'm not as perfect as Algi or maybe a lot of guys who already deletin you. I'm ugly. But I have a broad sincerity that they definitely don't have. I can confirm that, Ra. I can please happy you. I can love anything you want and need, as long as you believe in me.”


My heart felt like it was being yelled at repeatedly.


I heard that sweet phrase from Nandan's mouth, and I was fooled in the end.


Then how could I just trust this other figure in front of me?


“Don't equate me with the ex you once told me that! I'm different, Tiara!” Zhio stroked as if he could read my thoughts. “Although people say I am geeky and ugly, but my soul is still knight. I will not give up my love just because of the pull of parents or others. I have my own control. I'm not anybody's toy!”


God ....


My eyes widened to meet the string of sentences that were thrown firmly from the man's mouth.


How can I make a revolt?


The zhio is so domineering.


Ready to be disappointed a second time and then again when again I try to open my heart?


I watched every love story that of course started from my own story, then reflected on the heartbreak of Karin and the betrayal of her boyfriend Alna. All those love stories will risk disappointment. I concluded it was real and became a horror of its own that was difficult to be brushed aside by my own heart. I don't know what that's the reason.


Am I so a loser just from being so disappointed by a Nandan?


“Are you serious about your words, Zhio?” I want to make sure again.


My question made the guy smile.


“Is the question an opportunity?” He asked back with a subtly demanding look.


I was confused how to respond. But in a split second later, finally my mouth dared to open the voice, “Or else you are not a braggart, I can just give you a chance!”


“Hahaha!” Zhio. Then, unexpectedly, the guy pulled my body into his arms. Cooked and kissed my head of pleasure.


I was surprised by that of course.


“I can confirm that, Tiara! I promise you, I will prove that I am not a braggart!” His embrace is glued together.


I'm still in a state of confusion. Either I'm really going to accept him or not.


Until Zhio re-emphasized what he promised.


He stared at my face. Both of his palms stuck to my left and right cheeks, making our gazes so intense and so close.


“I'm definitely your part from all sides. I will take care of you as I take care of my own life. I'm not boong, Tiara. I love death with you.”


Time freeze. Zhio's voice sounded heavy and weakened, but there was a sincerity that I couldn't measure what the depth was like. My chest feels like it's about to explode. Nandan never even made me this happy when he declared his love. There's something in Zhio that I can't understand at all.


“What now can we date?”


Jerked in so many times. Zhio's demands made me stutter all of a sudden. Turning away the face casts a humiliating hue that Zhio did not want to see at all.


But it's not Zhio's name if you can't read expressions and situations. He hugged me back. “Still, Tiara. I promise, I will try to be the best for you, also our relationship in the future and until forever.”


What dayaku. My stupid face clearly he took as an answer.


In the end I gave up. The rock hard in my heart has been crushed just because of a Zhio-Zhio geeky with a little fluffy tompel under his eyes.


Although it felt stiff, a pair of my hands began to rise and then perfectly coiled on the boy's back. I returned his embrace. “I will wait for your appointment every second.”


My reply prompted him to take off half our embrace. The hair booth that slapped my cheek in the wind, he tidied it behind my ear. My glasses he took off slowly, hooked them in the pocket of the flannel he was wearing, then began to compose word for word while looking deeply into my eyes, “Crust me, Tiara. Every second of your breath, it will fill me in it. Just me.”


A single point of falling tears rolled past the cheeks. I can't hold haru. The moment of farewell with my friends at school today was the beginning of my love journey with Zhio.


May God bless his best destiny for us to infinity.


“Kalo it's a tear because of me, I won't remove,” said Zhio soft, melodious, and touching. “But if it were another tear that hurt you, I would never have told you that. Won't do! Take that, Tiara!”