I'll wait for your promise

The Painful Truth 4

The twilight bedding decorates a crowded garden by children. The sky had just finished watering the earth making the air slightly cold. It was a beautiful afternoon, but not like my heart that felt dark and lonely. I want to go home. There's no reason for me to stay here anymore. Maybe if I go home, my heart will be calmer. My research is also done. Only a few are still lacking and can be done by phone. Huft. Sad, alone again. No friends can entertain. Just little kids playing in the sand sometimes makes me smile. The most fun time is the kids. They will not be drawn into grief. Just a few minutes of crying, everything they wanted was instantly realized. Their days are always filled with laughter. There is never a burden on the head. I want it to go back to that time. The time when I and Disa always played together. There has never been a hard time now. Just a few minutes of fighting was enough for us. After that, play together again. It has not been two weeks since we were hostile.

“Sore-afternoon kok daydreaming neng? Ntar. Especially under the banyan tree kayak gini..” A voice surprised me. As fast as lightning I looked. The figure of a man in a hat in a light blue uniform was standing behind with two packs of ice cream, he was sitting next to me. Poking out a pack of love-shaped brown ice cream. “Nih, jammer. Not bad.. can cool an emotionally burned heart.” I glanced at him, suspicious. “Already... don't need lyrics... just take the ice cream, then hunt liquid.”.

I got that ice cream. We ate together and watched the children play.

“It's fun to be a kid, never think of a problem as big as an adult. All they have in mind is play and play.” Said the man beside me.

“Iya. Unfortunately we will never come back as children.” I looked up, looking at him. “You know where I'm from here.”

“Owh... I just accidentally saw you, the passenger's arrival time across there.” His hand pointed to the direction he saw me. We were silent for a moment.

Dayat, although I am still upset with him for always defending Disa. But there's no denying that right now I need his presence. I also smiled looking at the shabby face of the man who became the backbone of his family. It looks very tired. He is indeed the man in charge, I salute him.

“How was your story with Mas Vino. Hopefully it still goes well ya.”

“Yes. Like that's. We are still together.”

“Are you not afraid of hurting her heart?”

“Very scared!” firmly answer.

Dayat looked up, looking at me sharply. “Then why you still survive.”

“Color I'm also afraid to tell the truth. I'm afraid he's hurt.”

“He'll be more hurt if you're never honest. You not only hurt her but you hurt yourself. Tell the truth before it's too late before he's too deep in loving you. Because it would hurt him more. Unless you want to try to love her.”

“I've been trying to love her for so long. But it's really hard to forget about Sanu as long as I'm still meeting him. The only way I can forget them is to go back to Java.”

“Go back to Java???” He scrunched his forehead.

“Yes. I want to go back to Java and forget everything that happened here.”

“What it means you will mutusin Mas Vino.”

“Ntahlah.”

“Dif, you realize no. You've made him a place of impingement. You want to be his girlfriend because you can't have Sanu. You just made him your escape. Imagine if you were in his position. Sanu wants to be your girlfriend because of the heartache of Disa. How would you feel if Sanu only made you a place to escape. It hurts you!!! Just like Mas Vino now?”

“Iya. Ja. I know I was wrong. I know I've hurt Mas Vino. But I myself am also confused how to say it? I myself was also hurt by this condition.” I looked down, annoyed, confused. Not strong enough to hold back the crying. Bite the ice cream quickly, want to run out soon.

Dayat stuck out her handkerchief, “Already. Remove your tears. I can't stand to see a crybaby. People think I made you. Sorry yes if my words are wrong.”

He looked back at the children playing in the sand. The ice in his hand is over.

“Dif, you remember the first time you came to ask for a guava at my house.” Smiling, looking at me for a moment and then looking back at the playground.

“Remember. Why?” Watching the kids play. Trying not to cry anymore.

“That time I said that at the Station I can immediately distinguish you from Disa.”

“Oh yes. How can you tell the two of us apart?” I'm turning.

“Mildly only.” Dayat looked at it for a moment. “You remember a small time we once stole a mango.”

“Certainly remember. At that time we pounded mango with stone because the tree was too high.”

“Iya. And accidentally your face was hit by a stone that I threw until it bled.”

“Truely. It hurts so much. The pain is here. Cita Citata said. And that's what I can't forget!!” I pointed at the scar on the face that could not be lost.

Dayat laughed at my sick expression. “Iya. Ja. I know it hurts. That scar is still there, right? That's why I can distinguish you from Disa. Because I'm the one who made that wound near your eye.” He smiled broadly.

For a moment we were silent to look at each other, until the loud cries of the children turned our eyes.

“Hhhmmm... Thank you, you have accompanied me here.” I'm looking down embarrassed.

“Sama-sama. Now we go home yuk. Anytime if you need a friend, call me.” Dayat stood up, tidied up his uniform.

I nodded steadily. Stand up, clean the dirty pants. We walked to a parked car.

　

　

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Hauussss... want to eat ice cream. anyone wants to buy autrhor not yes.. send a package papa. ntar if liquid, the expedition officer asked for compensation. hehehehe.....

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