
Losing doesn't make me lose my spirit. I was relieved to have let go of the heavy burden that was holding me back. I've managed to distance myself from the wrong people I shouldn't love. Although for a few days I was moody and kept crying, but thanks to Ranti slowly broken my heart can be treated. He always tried to entertain me in various ways. Slowly I came out of my broken heart.
Seeing me feeling hopeless with love, Ranti also advises me to rethink about Alby's love statement. As Alby said during the school breakup, he was always faithfully waiting for my answer. She never dated anyone. Although we rarely communicate, but occasionally he still sends me messages and asks the same thing. I know that his loyalty has succeeded in proving the sincerity of his love that is never timeless. But I can't lie to my own feelings of never being able to love her.
Feeling upset with my own thoughts, I also invited Ranti to visit Malvin's house just to find out news about him. It's very likely that Malvin hasn't come home yet, but at least we'll be able to see his parents. We rushed to Malvin's house that afternoon.
Arriving at Malvin's house, it looks like his house is so quiet as an uninhabited house. But the cleanliness of the house was kept awake. There I saw a middle-aged father sweeping across Malvin's yard. Ranti and I were confused. We approached the man and tried to ask him.
“Excuse me, Sir.”
The man looked at my face for a few seconds.
“Mbak Vanella huh?”
Ranti and I looked at each other. We were both surprised that the father recognized me when I felt like I had never met him.
“Kok You know me?”
“Iya, Ma'am. Mas Malvin left a photo of Mbak and advised that Mbak came here I have to submit this letter.”
The father handed me a letter. I'm getting confused too.
“What is this letter, sir? Where is Malvin now, sir? How is his house?”
“Mas Malvin has not been home since graduating High School because he had chemotherapy in Singapore.”
“Chemotherapy?” tanyaku and Ranti simultaneously.
“Iya, Ma'am. Mas Malvin has nasopharyngeal cancer. The more days his condition gets worse. Therefore his parents brought Mas Malvin to Singapore to undergo some treatment. I'm the one assigned to guard and clean this house.”
Like being struck by lightning. I can hardly believe the statement of the father. My body immediately limp.
“What is his condition so severe, sir?”
“Lumayan, Ma'am. Mas Malvin was often nosebleed and had trouble opening his mouth. I myself pity seeing it.”
Me and Randy started crying. We regret never trying to find out about him. I immediately invited Ranti to go home.
“Iya, Mbak.”
I speed up my bike, not caring about the crowded road conditions. I just want to get home and read Malvin's letter.
When I got home, I sat down and read Malvin's letter with Ranti.
*Vanella, I'm sorry I left without talking to you. When I read this letter, I certainly did not exist. Either because I went to Singapore or because I can't breathe anymore. Maybe this is surprising to you. I have had nasopharyngeal cancer for a long time. I'm not surprised anyway. Ever since I was a kid I was wrong. I used to smoke and get drunk. I still did it until High School. Now I have to swallow a bitter pill for my own stupidity. I kept it secret from everyone, even my parents. But thanks to your passion and advice, I began to open up to my parents. Finally what I dreamed of came true. My parents care and love me. They care about me and always want me more than their job. It turns out that there is wisdom from the disease I suffered. I'm so grateful for that.
I and my parents did not say thank you very much because you have been taking care of me all this time. You have painstakingly made me herbs every day even though you do not know what my disease really is. You always pay attention to me so sincerely. The love that I previously did not get from my parents I can get from you. You are the best friend. You are a really good person. It is natural that many people are amazed and in love with you. Including my best friend, Alby. Yeah, I'm taking Alby to shoot you when you guys run me home. Therefore I choose to remain your friend even though I also love you very much. Yes, from the beginning we met until now, I still love you. I didn't think Alby and I would have the same feelings. Just so you know, before I knew you, I was a playboy who often play girl feelings. But since I fell in love with you, I can't love anyone anymore. You really are a special girl who makes a rich bad boy I do not turn away from you. But I realized you couldn't possibly love me. Guys as bad as I don't pantes for you. From the beginning, I refused. No problem for me. With anyone, I just want to be happy. I hope you can be with people who really love you, for example Alby. He is as rich as I am, still keep his love for you for many years. I doain the best for you. Don't forget to meet me even though we might be different worlds. Never cry at my grave. Always meet me with a smile*.
I cried as soon as I finished reading the letter. My hands tremble. Feelings shattered. Ranti hugged me, trying to calm me down. But my crying became more and more.
“Ran, I'm such a fool. Why can't I see Malvin's sincere love all this time.”
“Van, relax. Please, I don't like to see you cry.”
“If I were given one more chance, I would definitely choose Malvin. I was stupid to always judge her badly when she had such sincere love. He was never selfish in trying to have me. Why haven't I seen that all this time? I'm late, Ran. Malvin has left.”
“Vanella! Who said Malvin left? He just went for treatment, not to stay forever. I'm sure Malvin will recover and be fine.”
“But he hasn't come home until now. Lo denger himself from the father we met earlier, how severe the situation Malvin.”
“Malvin is a strong man. He can definitely survive and fight that disease.”
“Gue miss Malvin. I want to see him.”
“Malvin is coming home for you, Van. Lo must be sure.”
Ranti kept trying to convince me. While I feel desperate. Let alone reading Malvin's last message which was as if he was really going to leave this world.
From that day on, I became the moody Vanella. Every day I just look at my pictures of Malvin. I also often play videos of Malvin's ridiculous behavior that I always record with my phone. I always cried and smiled when I saw the video. I want to go back to those days. I've missed him. I want him back. After this loss, I realized that I loved her too. But I never realized it because I always covered it all with the word friendship. Now I'm just sorry.
By dusk, I like to spend my time on bicycles. I remember spending the rest of the week cycling with Malvin. I could feel his laughter as if it was near me. I want to hear it again.