Cracked Pearls

New Steps

Despite being quite depressed by the sea of memories in this house, I finally managed to sleep at twelve nights. Pak Nandar and Bu Saida accompanied only until nine o'clock. Both of them had offered for me to sleep alone in their house, filling the room Sadewi, his daughter who is currently undergoing higher education in Semarang. But I refuse, I don't want to be too much trouble. Moreover, so much food they sent out just to spoil me.

Currently, time to plow the number six in the morning. I went out to breathe the cold air of the morning that I didn't enjoy for long. A hot cup of tea I put between my five right fingers. Two patio chairs one of which I sat. My gaze drifted forward looking at the hustle and bustle of children in red and white uniforms who were about to go to school past the courtyard of the house. Talked to each other with laughter that looked light on their little faces. I smile with just that simple thing.

In the next second, a luxurious car flashed across the courtyard of the house. I remember who it belonged to. The one driving in front must be the son of the village chief, Irfan his name. That guy once asked Dad to ask me that after graduating from High School, I want to marry him. But I vehemently refused to conform to my expectations. Luckily, he wasn't looking at me right now. Maybe his busyness is enough to divert his eyes, because the speed of the car is quite rushed.

Naming the name of the village chief, I immediately remembered Om Krishna. My raut quickly turned grim durja. The letter I left must have been read. I hope he understands my choice without making it difficult.

It's not that I'm ungrateful for the man's kindness as well as his family, but the chaotic feeling leads me to choose my own path. I want a simple life that doesn't have to be involved with rich people anymore. Chelsea's remarks about how low I was at being a parasitic figure in her house, made me determined.

I'm sure, sooner or later, Om Krishna will come to this place to catch up with me. But my resolve is round. I'm not going to come with him to Jakarta anymore. Looking for a job with a high school diploma, saving up to continue college later, maybe I will do it after everything is resolved.

And Zhio ....

Starting from last night .. I decided .. I better leave it. After the stupid incident at the hotel, I felt that I no longer deserved to be by his side. He's too clean to get a girl as dirty as me. My heartache will be swallowed as usual alone. I'm sure, slowly, I'll be able to forget about it.

Although the way I decided to do it through a short message on Watssap seemed pretty unethical and disgusting, I had no choice. Zhio should have let me go.

My heart is hard to beat. My heart feels pierced. I got out of my seat and went into the house to let out my tears without anyone else seeing.

“God ...”

Only the name of the Great continues to be recited to at least reduce the burden. Zhio's cute face continues to lash out in memory, forming a pain that truly torments the mind.

How do I get through it? I don't even want to open my phone just to see my one-sided decision back from him last night. Dozens of calls and chats from Om Krishna and Aunt Maria are satisfied I ignored. I don't want to be fragile just because I read messages, let alone hear their voices. I just want to drown.

But I can't!

I wiped my final tears dry with a piece of tissue laid out on my bedside table. “I can't be late! I made a choice! I must be strong!” my determination strengthened my heart again.

I've decided, at noon, I'll go buy a new cell phone card and change the number. I'll start all over again. The business of coming Om Krishna and others, how about later.

The time I have given has arrived. My stomach was filled with a plate of fried rice delivered by Ms. Saida. Although I accepted it with a bad heart, I also for the sake of appreciation.

I'll just dress up. A knee-length tutu skirt combined with a tight shirt with the next arm, wrapped my body at this time. Cheap flip-flops draped my feet confidently. Hair kucepol origin. The counter-hape I was heading to was not far from the alley at the end of the road. This is enough to be comfortable.

But unfortunately ...just a pair of my feet reached the end of the porch of the house, a luxury car stopped right at the gate, closed the road. I froze with my mind crammed with questions. Start from; Who is it? What is Om Krishna? Why did he come so fast? But ... It's not his car! I remember, Om Krishna didn't have the kind of car I saw right now in front of me.

And my heart was answered in the next second.

After closing the car door, he started walking towards me. Behind his sunglasses and mask, I couldn't recognize who he was.

Stiffly accompanied by a feeling of fear, I turned my legs back. My face was already tensed looking at him who was currently getting closer. I don't know why I'm this scared. I can't even assume it's healthy. Maybe the guy just wanted to ask for an address? Baby, I'm still shaking.

“Ca-search si-who, yes?” I stammered, trying to be brave.

My face looked at him uneasily. This tall man was already standing right in front of me. No words or answers came out of his mouth. He looked down at me silently, while I was freezing. But my heart was busy looking. Who the hell is this? What kind of look did he put on my eyes? The distance between us is barely left.

What moment trap is this?

Until a second later, his actions actually made my heart bounce. My two eyes are perfectly wide.

This man quickly pulled my body into his arms. My face tilted up against his chest that was fielded.

“Why did you leave? Why not wait for me?!”

In his tight embrace, I gaped at what he had just questioned.

Whatdoes thatmean?

My voice was stuck in my throat. My body suddenly stiffened.

This hug ... Why do I feel this familiar?

And the sound ...?

There weren't many minutes that I took to remember the color of his voice, I already knew, I knew who this voice belonged to.

No way!

There's no way he is, is there?

If so, what was the reason for asking me like that?!

After quite dodging thought, I pulled away from her embrace at once. I stared at his face, which was still interrupted by masks and glasses. Slowly, one of my hands rose and floated up to pull the two things on his face. I have to make sure of this.

And ....