I'm Tired, Love Me

WIN

A week had passed, and every night Steve went to my house, for dinner, to pay my debt to him.

Like tonight, Steve even brought vegetables, fish, meat and fruits to fill my fridge. It looks like after the office he stopped by the supermarket first.

I haven't bought the ingredients for cooking. I still haven't bought a motorcycle for my mobility, even Mbak Sari I haven't had time to buy a bike. Not because I don't want to, but because I who a few days ago focused on my picture that finally finished and I can send it on time, then followed by monthly guests who come, followed by monthly guests who come, made my stomach ache these few days, and my migraines that always come when my monthly guests come, made me only able to stay home.

“Steve, why do you eat here every night? Your wife doesn't want to?” I asked him questions almost every night, and Steve just shook his head and smiled.

“Come on Steve, stop messing around. Poor your wife, every night you do not eat at home, she must be disappointed.”

“Ow, if I don't eat at home my wife will be disappointed huh?” Steve asked back.

“It's Steve, I've been in that position, eating alone while the husband doesn't come home.” I looked far away at my past.

“Alright, I'll remember it” replied Steve while spooning the rice that stayed one last bribe.

“Don't just remember him Steve, but stop visiting me.” I put down my spoon, I don't want to continue eating anymore.

“I don't want Rhey.” Steve replied casually.

“Why not? If you don't want to, I'll move out of here Steve, and you won't be able to find me.” I threatened.

Steve was surprised, and looked at me deeply. There was a slight disappointment from the look on his face, then he moved from his seat.

“Okey I'm not here tomorrow.” He answered while ruffling my hair.

“Don't just tomorrow Steve, but forever.”

“Heeemmmm, I'm home.” Steve just walked out of the house.

There's a sense of guilt that I think has prevented Steve from coming back to this house, but I don't want to burden anyone else.

Sari always eats after Steve gets home. After eating, Mbak Sari will clean all the dirty dishes, after which only mbak Sari will rest.

I entered the room when Sari was eating. I'm fiddling with my phone whose screen is getting striped. I'm going to buy a cell phone, maybe in a few days.

There is an incoming email notification, bearing the name of a company. Suddenly I was pounding, I didn't open the email right away, I prayed in my heart that this was good news.

When I opened that inbound email, the first time I saw was the posts “Congratulations” and “1st WINNER”. I was moved and cried when I found out, I won that design race.

Not long from the email I received, there was an incoming call from an outside number, with the country code +49, and,

“Hallo” I picked up the call.

“….”

“Yes, this is Rheyna speaking”

“…”

“oh, my God, is this true?”

“…”

I jumped up and down and screamed in the room. The reason, the design race committee gave information that I won the first position of the design competition, as stated in the email that I just read earlier. Someone will contact me tomorrow, from an existing branch of the company in Indonesia, to record all the information needed for the claim of the prize.

Geck..Geck..Tokk “non why are you screaming?” Sari's mom knocked on my room door.

“Log here mbak” I screamed a little.

“There's nothing non” mbak Sari opened my room door.

“Mbakkk, I won the race” I ran hugging mbak Sari.

“Alhamdulillah ya Allah” mbak Sari was moved to hear I won the race, until she shed tears of happiness.

“Finally mbak, I can get a job too, plus a vacation to Paris mbakkk” I am so happy, that I forgot my stomach ache because of this monthly guest.

“Congratulations ya non, I've guessed definitely non who won” mbak Sari wiped her tears that fell.

“Makasih mbak” I hugged Mbak Sari again.

“Ya is now non break just aja, I continue to wash the dishes.” I nodded and let go of my embrace to mbak Sari.

Sister Sari came out of my room and went back to washing dishes.

I took my phone, I was about to share this happy news with Steve, I was so happy that I forgot that I wanted to keep my distance from Steve. I finally deleted the message I was going to send to Steve.

Across the street was a meaningful smile, watching his phone. “it's time to start, baby” then he put his phone on the nightstand, he smiled as he closed his eyes.

‘Later I will watch this news to Steve, if I already want to travel to Paris aja, so as not to meet Steve also’ I nod my head, I nod my head, a sign approving of my idea that just came up.

I put down my phone, took the ipad Steve lent me. ‘This iPad will be mine if I win this race Steve said, but I will buy this ipad, I will need it to draw even more. Thank you Steve, this ipad really helps me.’

I put the iPad back on my dresser, and laid my body back down. I tried to close my eyes but the drowsiness seemed reluctant to approach me, my heart was too happy to cause my eyes do not want to be closed.

I finally sat down and took the iPad again. I'll spend some time just drawing.

This time I'm going to draw a sketch of Vano's face, mama, and papa's. ‘Why can I feel this happiness when you leave me? If you were still here, you would be happy and laugh with me.’ I shed my tears, longing for 3 very meaningful human figures in my life, but God loves them more.

After I wiped my tears rough, I refocused on the empty screen before me. I began to describe the figure of Vano who was in papa's arms. After I finished drawing Vano and papa, I added the figure of mama beside papa, the hand of mama was hugging papa's waist, and they laughed. I see there is still empty space at the bottom of the screen, so I describe my own figure there, it does not feel like the time has run almost 3 hours I drew it very seriously. I've started to yawn a little, but I still want to draw a mysterious figure that will fill my life in the future. I don't know where my hand is drawing it, I just want to draw the figure of a man embracing my shoulder, which signifies that one day there will be a man standing by me through every laugh and cry.

I fell asleep on my stomach, with my iPad still on.

Seriate..

Who is the one across the street smiling meaningfully?

Whose face is Rheyna?

...Forgive the author, my dear, yesterday again not fit so can not update....

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