Fear of Falling in Love

The Past of Martha (Gerhard Errando)

Ting .. tong!

The second time I hit the bell of the Maretha apartment. But Martha did not open the door. If I send a free WA message too. He won't reply. Suddenly a janitor came across the apartment. From the face it looks like he is Indonesian.

“Nona, wait!” I call him in Indonesian. All of you test he is true Indonesian or not.

The janitor stopped his steps. He turned his body. “Iya, what's calling me?”

I really feel like he's Indonesian. “People who live at number 777 where? Daritadi I pulled the bell never opened.”

“They've been moving since thirty minutes ago. Is anyone asked again? If not, then excuse me. There is still a lot of work on it.”

Ah, goddamn. I'm late. Martha oh Mareth, what's wrong with you? Why did he suddenly disappear without a trace as if dodging me? What's wrong trying me with him? I'm shuffling frustrated hair.

***

To find the whereabouts of Mareth, I didn't give up. After the apartment, I combed the streets driving a car. I'm sure Mareth is not far from here. My brain thinks hard, where did Mareth go? Suddenly I remembered the WA chat with him a week ago.

Me: Where were you this afternoon? Do you want another seminar?

Martha: I was in Chanticleer, Wayne, Pennsylvania. I love that place, it makes my heart calm. Probably the effect of the close flower. Uh, she happened to meet my Junior High friend. His appearance had changed a lot, he was well established. And he expressed feelings to me. Sorry I confided. That's why I feel comfortable talking to you.

Me: Do you still love him?

Martha: I can't love her, because I'm more comfortable with her.

My face is bright again. My heart says Mareth is in Chanticleer, Wayne, Pennsylvania. I increase the speed of the car so that it is not too late to get there.

all this time in my bike

waiting for the decoration in my heart

only with you I find

all the hopes I dreamed

you’re the light of my life

you’re the light of my love

you’re the light in my sky

you’re my only one

The song Nabilah JKT 48 Sunshine Becomes You plays beautifully in my sense of hearing. I realized very well, the song is a smart phone ringtone. I'm sure it must have been a call from Martha. In the spirit of 45, I felt the next chair looking for the whereabouts of the cell phone. Instead of finding it, I dropped the phone.

Huh, sucks. I had to lower my head. My hand reached the phone down. As soon as he found it, in front of his eyes was a large truck. I tried to hit the brakes but I couldn't. Brake blong. The only way is to take the steering wheel. Eventually they hit a tree. In an instant my eyes were dark.

***

When I opened these eyes, the dim and blurry became the basis of the color of my vision. The smell of medicine pierced my sense of smell. It's not wrong that I was in the hospital. How can I be in the hospital? Last thing I remember, hit a tree on the way to Chanticleer, Wayne, Pennsylvania.

“Alhamdulilah, Ger. You finally realized too! I thought you were going to pass. Oops," someone screeched. His voice is like Gibriel's. I looked, it was true that my guess was that Gibriel was standing at the door.

“How many days have I fainted?”

“Three days.”

“Hah? That's how long I fainted. How am I doing?”

“Yeee .. pack it again. Your leg bones and right hand are sliding, at least 2 weeks new can heal as usual. Bay the way, you could have an accident anyway? Your mind again is upset so you are not concerned about driving the car.”

“Maretha suddenly disappeared without a trace since I ajakin she met in Holstentor.” I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Then I told the chronological story from the Maretha apartment to the accident.

Gibriel's face changed. Emitting an expression of dislike. “Oh, so because of Maratha anyway. From the beginning look at the photos of him too I don't like you hooked up to him. Feeling I said he's an unlucky carrier.”

“Lu does not know Maratha. She's a real good one. She's the last love and a gift for me.”

“Well whatever he is in your eyes, you should learn to forget him from now on!”

“Why?”

“Kok you can talk like that?”

“Nih, I'll tell you. Yesterday he announced to the media that he is stepping down from the world of literacy and moving away from Germany.”

My eyes were shocked. “Hah? Seriously lu?”

“If you don't believe it, read the news yourself!” Gibriel handed the newspaper on the table to me.

While reading the first page, I had to admit that what Gibriel said was true. But here it is written that Martha retreated from the world of literacy because of her past. I'm getting curious, what's wrong with Martha's past?

“Hard, if I go home first to your apartment is it okay to stay alone in the hospital? Poor Resty, all day in the apartment alone.”

“Yes, it's okay. Resty's more of you than I am. Oh yeah can I ask for something just like you?”

“Ask what?”

“If you come here again, bring me a laptop. I want to play games, bosen can not say anything.”

“Telah. I stay first. Bye.”

***

Gibriel returned to the hospital at exactly 21:00. As soon as he handed the laptop to me, he got stuck on the couch. Shitty right? That guy from the beginning the habit of moringa never changes.

This is my golden opportunity to surf the virtual world to find out the past of Martha. If Gibriel wakes up, he'll nag at length and ask me for a complete break.

My fingers danced nimble on a laptop keypad to type a keyword ‘Last Time Martha Agnia.’ On a reputable website. Especially if it's not Google?

The cling!

There are many articles that appear. On average all articles discuss the profile of Maretha. Why my heart is more interested in reading the article on the blog www.AnindyaMaharani.blogspot.com. Anindya is an assistant and best friend of Maratha, who knows she once ventured into a blog about the past of Martha.

How surprised I was to see the photo on the blog was very different from the face of Anindya I met. I was curious about the two of them. In the spirit of 45 I read all the posts on the blog. First read the post from below.

*12 October 2013*

*Hey, blogger. I want to confide in this. I again*happy guy, his name is Gibriel Alexander. He suddenly became an idol in my college because he managed to become a best-seller novel writer. Honey, he's a songongnya exorbitant. I was rejected outright. Uh, not rejected ding more precisely dicuekin. I am hurt by treatment. Good thing there's Resty, he I can use to return my heartache to Gibriel*.

*27 October 2013*

*The plan I've put together was shattered when Resty fell in love with Gibriel. Where Vindy also knows my evil plans. I accidentally hit Vindy again. My target is Resty. I have to flee Indonesia, I don't want to go to jail*.

*1 November 2013*

*Seoul, I'm coming. It was in this country that I started a new life. Everything in me has to be changed, including my face. In just 2 weeks my face was on par with a Korean actress. The cost of plastic surgery is quite draining, but no problem. This way no one will recognize me as a murderer. Not afdol if you haven't changed your name*.

*I chose the name Martha Agnia as my new name. Actually, that name is the name of my best friend. I like her name. Maratha is Scottish for pearl. Sanskrit word agnia means fire. From this moment on I will be a novelist. If it could be an international novelist, let Gibriel lose*.

*2 February 2014*

*My dream of becoming an international novelist is real. At first I participated in a novel writing competition held by foreign parties. My script passes, and in three months my novel will be published plus mejeng in bookstores throughout Indonesia*.

I stopped reading the post on the blog www.AnindyaMaharani.blogspot.com. I found a bright spot. It is true that Gibriel said that Anindya Maharani and Martha Agnia were the same person. Honestly, I'm ashamed that I defended Maratha desperately in front of Gibriel this afternoon. Although I already know the reality, but deep down my heart can't afford to hate Martha. Is this called love? Love is not only for the future, but it must also accept the past. The past and the future are a package.

If God grants my request in the near future, I just want to be reunited with Martha. I wanted to tell her, no matter what my past is, I'm still in love. Even against Gibriel.