Design: A Buana
THE EPS 26
^^^Angkringan nights.^^^
Was I wrong to give him another chance?
Am I wrong to believe what he said?
But, I can't lie. I welcome with pleasure every statement and story he makes. I felt like I was coming back to life after a long time of torpor. My heart, feeling the flowers blooming after a long time withered.
Last he asked, “kamu, really have become the lover of Gema?”
Honestly speaking, which crazy woman could resist Mas Gema? But I'm one of those crazy women. I reject the man who is always there every time I am in trouble. Again, I unfortunately rejected him only because of the man who made my heart ache twice, Mas Raksa.
“Which crazy girl refuses him anyway, Mas?”
“Good, understanding, popular, handsome, young, good listener, friendly, even I don't know his shortcomings what—”
“OK. Just stop there. I'm reluctant to hear the continuation.”
I chuckled amusedly at his words. Anticipation to protect the heart of Mas Raksa is very obvious. His forehead frowned when he saw me hiding a light laughter behind the palm.
“You laughed at me for failing to maintain my first love?” Instantly, my light laughter just ran aground.
Hearing her words, it made me flinch. First love? I mean, I was Mas Raksa's first love? It seems a bit impossible.
“Where might first love?” I don't believe it.
He sighed, “free also I explained, what's the point of explaining at length to people's lovers?”
This old man seems to be so desperate. I was silent for a moment, confused as to what to answer. The atmosphere was silent before Mbah came to break the silence.
“Nak Buana, this is a warm tea first.” Mbah's words suddenly came while carrying two glasses of warm tea.
Indeed, the weather if it is late afternoon will be a little cold. Mas Raksa immediately thanked him for a little hesitation.
“The more the night, the colder it will be. Maybe Nak Buana wants to take a shower first, or some clean?” Rose with a distinctive medok tone of voice.
Before Mas Raksa answered, I had already cut in first. “Ah, no need, Mbah. Soon also back in Jakarta, yes, Mas?”
Mas Raksa looked at me deeply, I was just being indifferent.
“That Nak Buana will spend the night? Is it too late to return to Jakarta?”
That is also true what Mbah said. Given the increasingly late afternoon, if not immediately home, Mas Raksa will be morning until Jakarta.
“It's okay, Mbah. I will soon be back.”
To be honest, Mas Raksa's answer disappointed me. My little heart wants to stay with him. Not separated again for the umpteenth time.
“Ya. You guys chat until everything is done, nggeh.” The message of Mbah that raises a question is quite big in my mind.
Beepy? What needs to be resolved? Mbah knows something?
After speaking, Mbah immediately entered the house with his tray again. The atmosphere went back into silence, before I asked everything that came to my mind.
“Rampung, what should be machined?” I asked while looking at his face from the side. Nothing has changed, she is still charming.
Mas Raksa turned his face towards me, as a result we looked at each other. Really, the charm of his face further magnifies my affection.
“It looks like there's nothing more I have to sort out. Considering you already belong to another man.”
Nyess. It hurts my heart to hear his words. Though the one who heard my ears, but why does it feel to the chest.
I smiled offensively, “huh, besides I also feel inappropriate for a guy as good as Mas Gema.”
“You mean?”
“I'm too bad compared to Echoes?”
I raised one of the eyebrows, “emang, according to Mas, Mas is better?”
“OK. I accept if it has to be worse than him, so you feel worthy.”
A smile was seen on my lips. Yeah, I'm easy to accept. It is different from other men.
“Emang can't?”
Finally the laughter of Mas Raksa just came off, “kamu succeeded. It worked for me to be pessimistic for a while. Disappointed and feeling failed.”
“So people are easy nyerah.” Syndicate me again.
“I accept every insinuation of you. Honestly, I miss your jutek and judes attitude.”
Don't want to look more wrong. I finally decided to change the subject.
“Udah-already. Mending Mas came home, it was so late.”
“You kicked me out?”
“Iya.”
His hand rattled the top of my hair. This, the treatment I missed from him. It's so gaunt. Finally his hand landed on my head.
“I'm so lazy to go home.”
“Where?” Ask me again to get more explanation.
He thought for a moment, “how, if we spend tonight in Jogja?”
“Gue also every day spent the night in Jogja, what do you mean? Don't bother.”
“I look forward to the time like the last moment on the Peak. Spending the night with you, yesterday during Lebaran holidays, I look for you anywhere not to meet.”
I refused to answer his explanation, this time I chose to be a listener.
“So, how about tonight we repeat the last night at Peak?”
I cringed, “barbeque-an?”
He shook his head, what on? Please, don't make me think hard.
“We take a walk? From earlier I want to say this, but afraid you refuse.”
I shook my head in wonder. “Pantes just dapet girl class Aeera, my advice anyway levelin again confidence lo.”
A sweet smile was on his face. “Haha, what the hell, boy.”
Who would have thought it would end up like this? The sadness I went through seemed meaningless. How could he come and explain all the misunderstandings that occurred? True said Mas Gema, maybe everything is just a misunderstanding.
Mas Echoes? I appreciate the honesty about his feelings. But, who would have thought if he kept more flavor? Or am I the insensitive?
Remembering Mas Gema, made me think back to the incident where Elvira dragged me into her luxury car. He talked about his brother who also defended me. Who's Elvira's sister? Remembering me in Jogja is only good relations with Mas Gema.
Again, when Mas Gema came, Elvira seemed a little scared and stopped the action. Before it was dark, I heard their conversation. Elvira said everything was just a joke. Is it possible that Mas Gema has a relationship with Elvira?
“Hei. Why are you pensive?” Mas Raksa's question managed to get me out of daydreams.
“Are you not willing to come out with me?” Ask again.
I only glanced at the man who managed to flip through my heart.
“Emang if I don't want to, how about?”
I see his face a little worried, “I will not force. Maybe I am late.”
Justright. The answer is very pessimistic. This old man must be ignited by the spirit of the young man.
“If you want to go out, you take a shower first change clothes.” My orders.
A beautiful smile on his face. Why do I see this smile again?
Or maybe it was all just a dream?
If so, I don't want to wake up.
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