Design: A Buana
THE EPS 28
In fact, when I no longer see his face. My stomach is still filled with butterflies. My body was already lying on the bed, but my mind was still about the beautiful things that I never imagined would be real.
Who would have thought, tonight I have a roof with Mas Raksa? Right, he decided not to return to Jakarta. Staying overnight is no problem, rather than having to spend the night on the road.
After spending time in Angkringan, we decided to go home. Because Mbah called me a few times.
I looked at the horses made of teak wood. Lying if my smile can fade from my lips. Sometimes I close my eyes, so excited. Finally, we can come back together. The misunderstanding that drove me almost crazy, finally ended as well.
Does he feel the same? Can't sleep and his mind is filled with me?
“Aeera, lights!” Shouted Mbah from outside my room.
I forgot I didn't turn off the lights, anyone would know I wasn't asleep. I might press the switch immediately. Tilting the body facing the wall from you teak, where next to the wall there is Mas Raksa lying down as well.
It was as if I wanted to hug him for a long time, so that he could not leave again.
...🌛...
The morning arrived. I don't know what time I'll be able to sleep. Adjoining the room with Mas Raksa alone is enough to make me misbehave.
I opened the bathroom door and came out in full school uniform. Quite shocked when he saw Mas Raksa still sitting on the front bench of the television talking with Mbah. I thought he was back in Jakarta.
“Loh, Mom? I thought you were back in Jakarta.” I said as I put the towel on the cantolan next to the door.
“You are here, don't politely talk to older.” Tegur Mbah's.
I forgot that Mbah would not allow me to speak lo-gue to an older person. Because he thought it was disrespectful.
“Sorry, Mbah.” I decided to sit next to Mbah.
Take a fried banana for breakfast.
“This Miss Buana wants to take you to school first.” Mbah's explanation was enough to leave me stunned.
Then, what about Mas Gama who should have picked me up?
“Ehm, yes. Mas Gema, right, pick me up, Mbah?”
I saw Mbah just looking at me and Mas Raksa alternating. As if he didn't know what to do. While Mas Raksa looked at me quite deeply, I don't know what it means. I don't know.
“After dropping you off, I proceed to Jakarta.”
Yah. Honestly, I was sad when I found out he was going back to Jakarta.
I was silent for a moment. A rare opportunity like this I won't turn down, will I?
I took the cell phone in the room. Then send a message to Mas Gema not to pick me up today. After that I went back to the living room.
“Ya. Mas Gema I've told you.” I said while carrying a black backpack.
“I'm late, Mas.”
I saw that Mas Raksa's lips were full of smiles. It makes her even sweeter and cooler.
“Mba. Buana all return to Jakarta, yes. Sorry if it's a hassle.”
Ouch. I can't hold back a smile. What scene is this? Semut.
“Lho, don't bother at all, son. Whenever you want to come here please. Moreover, it can make Mbah's favorite grandson, mesam-mesem, so.”
I was shocked to hear the final words of Mbah. Immediately Mas Raksa looked at me and automatically my smile just disappeared. Because I'm ashamed.
“Still a lot, yes, Mbah. Buana says first.” Say it again while kissing the back of Mbah's hand.
“Seng be careful, yo. Welcome to destination.” Messah's message and prayer may accompany Mas Raksa.
“Amin.”
“I also farewell, yo, Mbah!” I was excited while kissing the back of Mbah's hand.
“Ojo mesam-mesem hold. Mocking wong ra sane.”
“Ihh, Mbah!”
The bashful smile of a cat was engraved on my lips. Then Mas Raksa and I entered his black car.
“You're excited once today?” Tanya Mas Raksa while installing a safety belt.
“Dihh, snobs tau.” My elak, though I can't lie, a faint smile continued to adorn my face.
“I'm not interrupting your time with Echoes, am I?”
Meanin?
“Where?”
I saw he was looking at the rearview mirror so the car could move smoothly. After the car started leaving the house, he answered my question.
“No. You always leave together.”
Huh. Just make badmood this old man.
I chose not to answer her words. I chose to look at the street through the window.
“If for example every week I come here. Are you worried?”
What's?!
Slowly I saw Mas Raksa who was focusing on driving. Was that really what he said? Or just a joke?
His hand rubbed the top of my hair, while his eyes focused on the road.
Uh, briefly.
Since when did he dare to drive a car? Wasn't he traumatized by this?
“Eh, wait. I think something is awkward.”
“What?”
“Since when did you dare drive the car?” I asked full of search.
I see him smiling.
“Jawab! Not even a smile.”
“Still in the morning, don't be fierce, dear.”
“Gue seriously!”
“Since I got word that you fainted.”
My body was shaking and my mouth was still. Why could?
“As I know you fainted. I immediately contacted Damar to bring him here. But he is busy and his work cannot be in stay.”
“Ingin by train or plane, departure is not necessarily direct.”
“So, I ventured to fight the trauma. Yeah, not as scary as I thought.”
Wh why? Why does hearing her explanation make me sad? He fought for me that hard. But what's my reply?
I felt unworthy to fight until it forced him to fight trauma. Here I feel troublesome.
“Sorry.” Saying slowly. Whether he heard it or not.
“For?”
“Why are you apologizing?”
I realized the car had stopped right in front of the school. But, I don't think I've solved this problem yet. It felt like it would hang if at this moment I immediately rushed off. I don't know when we will meet again.
“Sorry to have Mas Raksa do a painful trauma.”
“Sorry I made Mas Raksa bother.”
Clearly I was looking down at the two hands that were already connected above the thighs.
“You know?”
I slowly ventured to look at her face.
“I want to hug you so tightly. But I know it can't.”
“You are so innocent and adorable.”
Again he took me flying high through the clouds.
I honestly want to hug you too. But Mbah once said that you should not be in contact with men while not married.
“You must instill in you, yes, little boy.”
“You didn't trouble me at all.”
“In this case, you are also innocent in the slightest.”
“You can see? Even yesterday's incident made me dare to fight old trauma.”
“Really, I'm even happy if you bother.”
All those words came from a man I love? Seriously? My love reciprocated? I no longer have one-sided love?
His words managed to confuse me, confused as to what to answer, other than the faint smile I was trying to hide.
“What do I do to avenge all the struggles of Mas Raksa?” I asked so naively.
I don't know what to do.
“Only one, appreciate my struggle by allowing me to visit you once a week.”
Hearing her request, I laughed lightly. “Haha. Keep joking, Mas?”
But not a single smile or laugh did not perch on his face. Sharp-headed.
“I'm serious.”
Hearing her words, I kept quiet. “O, okay.”
I frowned when I saw a smile engraved on her thin lips.
“Seriously? All right, I take it seriously.”
I can only nod. Is this what it feels like to be fought for by someone we want? The world knows only sugar and no salt.
“Judah. I entered school first.” Pamit.
Before opening the car door, I gave him a message. All the words that come out of my mouth are my best wishes. I want him safe and well.
“Remember. Careful.”
“Do not forget to pray.”
“If you are tired of resting first.”
“Do not get to mole.”
“Do not speed.”
“Comply traffic signs.”
“Congratulations to destination.”
“Rest first do not directly work.”
Am I impressed? But I'm comfortable saying all those words. In every word I say there is always the best prayer for him.
“Siap, baby. All your messages, Mas always remember.”
Again the word dear appeared. Honestly, I was always wrong when he said that word.
“Ish! One more thing, don't call me baby!” After that I decided to open the car door.
“See you later, Mas!”
“Why? You got it wrong?”
I don't mind her words. Immediately I crossed the street, not forgetting to wave at him.
We can still look at each other because he took the windshield down. A sweet smile continued to be etched on her lips. That's so sweet. If I can speak honestly, I don't want us to be apart for a moment.
...🌛...
