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Goodbye, Happy Meet Again

Renjana Kanya's

After a long chat with Mas Altar and Mbak Senjani - taking home two paintings of Mas Altar as souvenirs, we decided to leave immediately for Juanda Airport. Before heading to the domestic terminal one departure, Araz invited me to chat at one of the cafes while waiting for the flight schedule which was still an hour away.

The man's face was still bent even though we had talked about many things during the trip to the airport. Including about his plans when he returned to Jakarta in the next few days. He said that he would focus on managing the establishment of an online media company that was initiated with Hanung and would pick me up after the business in Jakarta was completed.

I said, he did not need to go back and forth Jakarta - Tuban just to pick me up. I can go back on my own when Mama's condition has improved. However, Araz still forced his will to pick me up. He said, let me not get bored during the trip. So, what about him who is traveling alone this time? Or maybe the times he traveled to fill his personal blog about traveling it. Does he also get bored when traveling alone?

Although I'm actually curious, I can't ask Araz that. Seeing his usual friendly face suddenly jutek alone, made me lose the courage to invite him to talk. Moreover, I have to ask a question that I can not guess how the man's response will be.

Until the hour hand shows the flight departure schedule that forces Araz to check in immediately if you do not want to miss the flight.

The man looked at me seriously. Lips locked. Not to talk. However, those sharp glaring eyes, seemed to speak a lot to me. About unwanted parting. About the longing that had secretly coagulated in his eyes. There was also a glare of disrelief leaving me, while he had to go miles away. Or rather the highlight of the inconvenience of letting me stay where the Son is still in the same place as me.

"Him, it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I don't believe more in the same demons that can't possibly tempt the Son while you're alone. So please, no matter how great the temptation between you, always remember me. Remember I love you."

Araz's voice was slow as he said that sentence. Contrary to the look of his sharp eyes. And, the sentence just now actually slapped me. Because, the devil can tease me before Araz tells me to remember if there is a heart that has been entrusted to me.

Fake smile. I can't lie to him if it's okay. However, it cannot reveal the truth if something has happened between me and the Son. I can't stand his anger. Or maybe it was his attitude that always understood all my traits and actions? Whatever it is, maybe I should just keep it in my heart.

"Have you?" call Araz when I'm silent. Too long. To create silence between us, even though passenger traffic and delivery at the airport is never quiet.

"Yes, Mum."

Araz's smile was stiff. However, he was desperately trying to flex his face while grasping my hand.

"Anything that disturbs your mind, if it's about the Son, please, stop thinking about it for a moment. I did say it if I can wait, if I can accept whatever your situation is, but ... ." Araz's words are paused. He hid his face behind the folds of his arms on the table. "I'm jealous even though I've been trying to do all right. I'm sorry, Kanya. Forgive me for loving you so deeply."

My blood rippled upon hearing Araz's confession. I subconsciously strengthened my hand in the man's grasp.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Sorry for torturing Mas Araz to this extent," I said regretfully. Really sorry. Why can't I just love this guy. Removing the feeling of curse on the Son that is clear will not be sure the end.

"I made him torture myself, Kanya. I shouldn't apologize. Ii'm sorry. Though I can say that you are the absolute owner of every memory as well as feelings for the Son, but the truth is that I alone are like this."

I lost my word again. Unable to respond to Araz's statement that made my chest feel claustrophobic.

Lord, let me fall in love with this man alone. Not the other! Let me heal the wounds I caused.

Tears slowly wet my cheeks. Araz is still in his original position. Hiding his face in the folds of the arms he placed on the table. Could she also hide tears?

I rubbed the man's hair gently with my free hand. My right hand is still in his hands. My moves made Araz react. He lifted his head and looked at me with his haggard face.

"No, as long as you are, I'll get better soon. Then don't stop me if you force me to pick you up if all my business in Jakarta is done. Yea?"

"Yes, Mas. I'll wait." I was sincere when I said I would wait for him. Although still, there are concerns that are getting thicker. "Come, it's time to check in, Mas Araz can miss the plane if not immediately enter."

"It feels very heavy shadow there will be no you in Jakarta. I hope the rain doesn't come down often to represent my sadness."

"Mas Araz ... ." I took a long breath. It was hard to part with a magical creature that suddenly made my heart feel empty just by thinking about going through the days without him. "So soon get the job done, Mas Araz. Then, get me home. Later, I will know Mas Araz with Mama. As ... ."

"Prospective husband," Araz replied quickly cutting my sentence. A witty smile adorned his face which was now back to bright. My smile's provoked. More relieved than ever.

"That's gotta go through Mom's approval first. How can I say that Mas Araz is a future husband."

"It's okay. His name is also a candidate. Already, I have to go in really this time. I must build a thousand temples for your living."

"Maas ... ."

Araz laughed as he watched me blush. The man stood up from his chair and walked up to me. And took me in his arms.

"It feels very heavy to have to separate from you, but if I don't leave, it will be difficult for us in the future. So take care of yourself as long as I'm not next to you. He must come home careful. You should not refuse Om Eka's request to send us. What if you're tired? You just healed too."

"I want to drive myself. It's common, Mom. In the past, the first time could drive and can SIM also directly nganterin Dad duty to Malang. Not infrequently also replace his personal chauffeur duties if again off college. I'm used to it. In fact, kangen never travel far bring his own car. Mas Araz, take it easy, okay?"

The man patted the top of my head. Before finally gently tasting it. His tall body still hugged me.

"Yes, as long as you also make me calm and do not worry constantly."

I smiled in the arms of the man.

God, I just want to fall in love with this guy. Not the others. Please, let us stay together. Remove all out-of-place flavors.

"Yes, Mas Araz just came in."

"Yes, take good care of yourself."

"Yes, Mas Araz. Goodbye, good time."

Araz's back drifted away just after I said good-bye and he kissed my lips. That guy always was. No matter where he is. However, his attitude allowed me to breathe a sigh of relief.