Duren Palm
Ice man (Revision)
Dear .. happy birthday, yes. Sorry, maybe I've been so stubborn all along.
I hope you will continue to love me. Oh, yes, I also have such a great gift from God that I will share with you. There's a little angel that's already starting to grow in my womb. May we be happy, forever.
Again, Ardi's cries broke, echoing in the hospital's empty room, just himself and Stella's body covered in a white sheet of cloth. Ardi, unable to endure the grief, began to sit on the floor, holding tightly to Stella's final gift.
***
How can I be happy Stella, while to protect you and our child I can't.
Ardi breathed out a breath that felt so heavy. He also re-enjoiced the cappucino on the table and tried to organize the feeling.
"May I sit here?" asked a woman who was smiling kindly towards Ardi. Pretty sexy woman with a white shirt and knee-length skirt.
Ardi just fell silent, wondering inwardly. Who is this woman?
"I'm Melati, your date today," she said kindly.
Ardi nodded and moved his hand, as if giving a signal that the woman could sit down.
The woman, named Melati, thinned her lips again, called restaurant employees and ordered a coffee latte to accompany her to chat with Ardi, her date today.
"Sorry, yeah. I'm late," said jasmine while looking around the restaurant that looks lengthened.
"Yes, that's okay" said Ardi briefly without looking at the woman in front of him. He was still staring at the coffee glass he had ordered.
Melati's order arrived and she started to enjoy it.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes.
Both mute. Ardi had absolutely no intention to open the chat until the atmosphere was so awkward for Melati.
"By the way, what should I call you? Call me a name or Mas?" jasmine asked, trying to break the silence between the two of them.
"Call names only," replied Ardi in his flat tone.
So, ask what cake it is. Time diem mulu from earlier. Sudukan Jasmine. He ripped the tissue paper on the table into very small pieces, as if representing his self-esteem that had been torn apart.
Yeah, that's it. I tried to be shameless. Who knows if this ice is melting. To hell with pride. Than being a spinster.
Melati began to chatter about her profession as an obstetrician. But still no response. He also began to tell stories about his favorite cartoons, from Doraemon to Ipin Upin, but still did not succeed. Jasmine's guts began to shrink.
Melati started to say a slur, hoping that there would be a slight smile on the ice man's face.
"Do you know any foreign singers who make seger?"
Ardi shook his head without thinking first.
"The answer is Ariana Greentea" Melati replied with a small laugh.
But still only a flat face emanated from the man's face.
Oh, my God, what's this guy eating? Fierce, long time I can go crazy when faced with this person. I'm nothing more virgin than marriage, but pneumonia.
"Ardi, I go first, yeah. There's a night duty in the hospital." Melati stood up, started to step away from Ardi.
"Oh my God, how old is that? Why tell me about Ipin Upin. I am 30 years old but still watching cartoons. I'm not ashamed of my age."
Ardi also started to move from his seat. Legs passed leaving the restaurant.
It turns out that without Ardi realizing it, there is a mysterious man who watches over them and several times takes his picture with Melati.
****
In the other corner of the Mall.
Rianti was looking at the dress.
There was a dress that caught his attention. Beautiful green dress leaves, which is being displayed on the front. He stroked her gently. Rianti was eager to buy it, but his intention was undo after seeing the nominal price tag listed there.
"God! What is this dress made of? The time he just clothes haga up to 2 million." Rianti retreated regularly and approached Shinta who was picking shoes.
"Would you like some shoes?" asked Rianti who saw his friend caressing silver heels.
"Not so, the price is very expensive," whispered Shinta, putting back the goods he held.
Time is almost up for Magrib. They both decided to go home. They walked together until suddenly Shinta stopped her steps, pecking in front of the jewelry store.
"Jeez, there's Coca-cola Ri ... Coca-cola ...." Shinta was hysterical until some people looked strangely at them.
"Appaan, anyway! Where does anyone sell Coca-Cola in a jewelry store?" Rianti began to stir up emotions.
"You drink, let's go downstairs. There are many who sell drinks, even sweeter than Coca-cola," said Rianti as he pulled the hand of his best friend.
But Shinta did not move. His eyes were still in the jewelry store. With a look like wanting to cry and be happy simultaneously. Rianti was confused as to why his best friend had become strange.
He looked inside the store, but found no Coca-Cola or anything there.
All he saw were lovers who were picking jewelry.
"Cowok is a cute idol guy," said Shinta feelingly.
Rianti. Throw Shinta's hand and shake dahiny. "Oh my goodness Shinta .. I guess what? Yeah, already, deh. If you still want to be here waiting for your Coca-Cola yes, whatever! I'm going home!"
Rianti walked forward regardless of Shinta. Shinta who had just realized that her best friend had gone directly to chase and hold Rianti's arm spoiled.
Shinta smiled, hoping that Rianti would forgive her attitude earlier.
What kind of situation is this. B**aru this morning son adores you, Mr. Haikal. As if willing to do anything for Mr. Haikal. Now he's crazy about Coca-Cola. Present Shinta .. hurry up.
Rianti also returned Shinta's super adorable smile with a deathly smile that was no less cute. They laughed together as they walked towards the parking lot.
"Shin, if you can advise, try to change your attitude in front of Haikal sir."
"meaning?" ask Shinta in astonishment.
"I mean, your gaze is you know .. already rich people fall in love, will not feel good if you see the boss. What if the boss is offended? Ntar, if you get fired, what is my fate?" Rianti began to express the strings that he had been saving.
Shinta was silent at Rianti's words.
He just realized his minus behavior that will have a bad impact later.
"Yes, deh. I'll try to practice tomorrow."
