Cracked Pearls

We Are Equally ....

Broken presence, my intention that originally did not want to communicate let alone meet, failed already. The face that I wanted to avoid so much, was currently right next to me. In a sitting position to fill the edge of the mattress in my room, Zhio and I were still quiet after almost a minute had passed from the moment Aunt Maria left us both.

At first glance, I know, Zhio is not doing well. Behind the clear round glasses he was wearing, red eyes with dark circles under the petals, implied a gray feeling that I had not been able to deduce the meaning behind.

“You're still mad at me?” Zhio then opened his voice.

I looked at him who was currently looking at me sideways. While both his hands were quietly grasping the cellphone extinguished above both thighs.

Just thin air, then violently exhale it. I'm moving to change position. Alternate sitting facing him with the back rested head of the bed, while the legs I raise entirely on the mattress to berselonjor.

“Do I have a reason to be angry with you?”

Zhio frowned. “You mean? .... You're like this until you don't go to college, because of my borderline behavior yesterday, right?”

I turned my face to the other side just to divert my feelings. The shadow of yesterday's events was projected back into my mind.

After wandering enough shadows, I led my head to bow. Gathering the strength of the heart, then starting to compile word by word that I was completely unprepared for. Just follow what the heart says.

I looked at Zhio who with a face waiting for him, not to be missed targeting my pair of eyes with his two eyes.

“Yesterday .. To be honest I am angry with you. You almost messed up what I've been guarding all this time. Ijaga desperately from three years with Nandan, also from you who ... consider it just starting.“ I turned my face towards the window on the left of my bed. “Sorry I'm talking about Nandan.”

Zhio returned the resignation. “What's risk. I understand. You can continuein.”

I lowered my face, the restless feeling in the recesses there had started to mess up. For a moment I was silent. Take a breath, then go back on, “But I'm just as dumb as well.” My tears are starting to fall. “I got carried away with what you started. And I was just lulled with it.” My nadah was full of guilt, but I didn't speak too loudly. “I can't stand myself. My mouth and body it was hard to say ‘stop’, as my heart cries out continuously.” Then raised my face to see Zhio return. “So what difference does it make me the same as you now?! What is the reason I am angry with you?! I ignored your calls and dozens of chats, just because I was embarrassed! Shame on my own cheap behavior!”

My words pushed Zhio quickly lunged and then hugged me. “What did you say? You are not cheap at all! You're the best girl I've ever known.” My head was held shut while being kissed repeatedly. “I don't like those words!”

The next second, a pair of his hands cupped both of my cheeks. Staring at me with my left and right rolling eye beads. “I'm sorry! I'm the stupid one and can't control myself,” he regrets. “Tiara, in the future I promise, I won't make that again. I will take care of you from anything, including from myself.” My tears were gently wiped. “I beg you, love me trust one more time. And again, too, I'm sorry for yesterday.”

Who would not be withered by his oppressive vision. I can't for 'no assent. My head nodded quickly giving her what she asked for.

We hugged each other in the end.

Turns out I was wrong, avoidance is not a way out to straighten out feelings, even with countless times. It is precisely this kind of meeting, with words not blaming each other, cold heads, also aware of each other's mistakes, then all will be fine.

“Do not be sad again, yes.”

I'm nodding. In some time, it was immersed in his embrace that always felt warm. Until they were scattered and equally surprised to release each other, because of the sound of knocking on the door.

Mbok Misni's voice sounded, “Non Tiara. Mbok bawain drink for Den Zhio nih.”

The warm figure came from behind the door with a tray in his hand. Mbok Misni smiled as she approached and placed her treat in the form of a glass jar filled with snacks, on the study table right in front of Zhio. “Den Zhio must be thirsty, yes?” tanyanya a little regret. “Sorry, Den. Mbok was busy before. So slow deh.”

Zhiro greeted with a smile. “Nothing, Mbok. I'm not good at repotin Mbok. Thanks yes.”

“Yes, equally, Den. No hassle!” As usual with his accent. “Kalo gitu Mbok excuse me, Den, Non Tiara.”

Zhio and I replied with a nod along with the word, “Please, Mbok. Thanks.”

After Mbok Misni passed and the door was closed again, I invited Zhio to drink also try a small treat Mbok Misni. The bloke greeted him with the word, “Iya.”

One sip of soursop-flavored juice in his glass is only half-sustained. After that, a strange smile he threw at me. “So, that hug we want to continue?”

The temptation shakes me. One pillow I had a moment ago, I threw rough at him. “Basic pervert!”

Zhio. “Not that you said we were together.”

“Sama-sama what?!” my lot merongos.

“Sama-sama perverted devil! Hahaha!”

“Ihhh!” All the pillows I threw at him were left unresponsive. “You're so cool, anyway?!”

“But you like, right ...?” The rest of Zhio's laughter still sounded.

And I with a grunt responded, “Bodo ahh!”

“Dih! Ka-a

Zhio's reply was cut open, as the door suddenly opened in a rough manner without a knock.

A second later, Chelsea emerged from behind it. “Oh, so this tompel toad is noisy, so to make ears I pengengeng!” With arms crossed and a haughty face as usual, the girl stared at the disdain of both of us.

I'm lazy to pay attention, but I'm definitely not going to calm down because he's in my room now. “Sorry, Chels if we disturb you.”

Chelsea throw off face, “Emang lo disturb continue,” heck.

Zhio raised his legs crossed, then added casually, “Good lu dateng, Chels. We maen house-housing yuk.” Throwing a snack in a jar into his mouth. Seulas smirkai shown to Chelsea.

Chelsea's wide-eyed proboscis thrown at Zhio. With a cross of hands in front of the chest, he replied, “Maen is the same as you who are pretentious." Pointing me at a glance with his chin. “Kan is getting more suitable. Equally disgusting!”