Lara's Admirers

Episode 81

　

　

　

　

I immediately got up from my position, and headed towards the edge of the window. I don't know exactly where this thing leads. But it doesn't seem to be going west, where the sun always comes home. There was no sign that the sun would be visible from my hotel room window. If it comes out a little maybe I can find that one celestial object. It seems that if it's not wrong in this hotel there is a small garden.

With the room consumption that was not too neat and still seemed messy, I hurried to leave the place. As I recall in the park there was also a place to order coffee. I'd better just go there so I can see the paintings made by the twilight sun. I rushed towards that place before there were too many people there.

“Where are you going sha, how are you running?” ask Stefani who again appeared on the glass screen.

“Keep out.” answered me briefly.

“Hosh... hosh... hosh.

I bent my body while trying to catch my breath hunting it. I finally managed to get out and down from the third floor in less than two minutes. Besides what I run around like that, dusk has enough time to enjoy even though the presence is always short. It seems I was too enthusiastic to see the twilight for the first time from the sky.

Now it's Arka's turn to take over the girl's posel that most often makes her emotional. Maybe Stefani almost forgot his own phone because it was too busy with them. As this man often did in general, he was a little alienated from the crowd. Being alone at a point most comfortable and safe according to him, where there is only him and his world.

“Sha, dusk ?” ask him.

“Not yet, maybe soon.” I replied while shaking my head weakly.

Arka just nodded in understanding, confirming my words. Dusk always has a way to be present and go. Maybe dusk is preparing its surprise for the universe, behind that tree. Because dusk always comes with millions of things that are expected every day.

“Consider this one as a sha.” exercise the man said suddenly.

“Hah? What exercise?” I was confused.

“Exercise for a few more months, when we can not be together again.” said Arka without looking at me one bit.

“Watch this exercise if we are far later, will gini it feels.” he continued.

It seems he was busy looking for the existence of twilight. Looking out at the night from his hiding place. Though it does not need to be sought, twilight will surely come if the time has come. Unless it was a collection of gray clouds, it would not allow him to paint the sky that afternoon. But there's still tomorrow for us to wait for him again, so there's no need to worry.

“Because the sun is only one, so we can still miss each other to the evening sun at the end of the day.” explained the man.

“I mean if we are anywhere later, we can stay connected?” I asked who was still unsure of the concept of his thinking.

“Iya dong! If someday you miss or want to be with me, you can think of me as twilight that is always present for you every sorenya.” explained Arka once again.

I could only smile a little at Arka's words just now. There's never really a reason for someone to just walk away. The world is too narrow to allow you to be separated forever. Though maybe only we are less likely to see opportunities around us. There are millions of ways to assume that his presence exists, even though in reality he was never actually present.

But I don't know if God will return that man to me. Sendy's brother is safe with him, I can trust him. But I can't really believe my own feelings. Somehow it's still too much for me to just take it off.

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After finishing my video call with them, I decided to go back inside the hotel. After all, the beautiful painting had begun to fade by the darkness, because the night sky had to immediately seize its position. To be honest the night sky with millions of celestial objects that shine like eternal blips, no less beautiful with the view of twilight. If Arka is twilight, then maybe Brother Sendy is night. Too many of my memories with him have become immortal under the night sky.

If there's a shooting star tonight, then may I ask for a wish that I'm very hopeful for. People say just name your one wish when a star falls in the sky. Then the request will soon become a real embodiment of a passive expectation. But it seems I'm too quick to believe in that kind of thing. Besides, my request this time makes no sense. So it can't be true.

“What am I wrong if I ask that a person who is dead, kemabli be turned on for a while.” mumbled me slowly while sighing long.

I didn't go straight back to the hotel room, after I thought the night sky was good too. So there's no harm maybe if I stay here for a little while longer. Until I get tired of seeing the scenery around me, or until the night angina becomes too cold and no longer pleasant for me.

“Copy Americano latte his one.” I told one of the baristas there.

“Please wait!” reply so kindly.

Both my eyeballs are perfectly rounded when I see the barista. At first glance his face is very similar to that of Brother Sendy. I don't know if it's just similar or if it's true it's Sendy's sister. But as impossible as it is, he is dead. Maybe I was the one who saw it wrong. I must have missed him too much, so I consider irang lian as Brother Sendy. It seems I really need a cup of coffee to regain my consciousness. I've been bewitched by myself, plus with the contents of this very cruel head.

“This is the order, Americano latte. Enjoy!” said the barista that I call similar to Brother Sendy, while delivering coffee my order.

“Te-te-thank you.” reply me stammeredly.

I started sipping on that cup of Americano latte coffee that just came along. Now that accidental meeting, as if to put me in a hole of questions. When the two parallel lines meet again, whether it will be a good sign or vice versa. But I don't think it's really Brother Sendy, it's impossible to see him again in such a complicated situation. We were too far away to reach each other. It was almost no longer my chance to meet him.

I started to stop believing in that opportunity. If I see the full moon tonight, will he see the same thing? Or maybe it will be much more beautiful. I hope sometime if he had time, then it's good if Brother Sendy greet me at least through a dream.

I glanced at my watch at a glance, it was eight at night. I'd better get back to the hotel room. The place was massih too messy even though I had already cleared it for a few times today. I have to learn a little bit to prepare for tomorrow anyway.

I went to the cashier's desk to pay the bills. I only ordered one cup of Americano latte. Maybe not a hundred thousand. I met the barista cafe again. I suspect whether or not he was the only one who served here since then. But it feels impossible, where the other cafe employees.

“Excuse me, from table number three.” I said carefully.

He seems to be busy with something there. After the man turned his head, I only dared to start talking.

“Can you ask for his bill?” my spoken.

“Oh of course.” reply then immediately get the bill.

“Everything so thirty-two thousand five hundred.” he continued while handing over the price details.

I immediately spent the money to pay for it. After I finished the payment, I immediately turned my body back to leave the place. But suddenly the man stopped my steps immediately. Made me fixate on that place for a moment.

“Nona!” from behind.

I made sure that the person in question was me. I turned my body towards him. It is not good to talk to new people without seeing their faces at all.

“Are you calling me?” ask me with hesitation.

The man nodded slowly, then immediately ran towards me. I didn't know if I had left anything on his desk just now, so this guy called me. But I guess I'm not at all.

“Can we talk to you for a minute?” ask him.

“T-ta-but I have to go back to hotel.” I said with an indirect rejection answer.

“Do you stay at this hotel?” ask him again.

“Hmm..” reply me short.

“But I promise just a moment.” he said with a clear face.

I was confused whether to accept it or reject it. Why should there be a freak in a place like this. Make it complicated, now look at the business even bother like this. To be honest, I don't want to deal with this guy, even though his face looks a lot like Sis Sendy I'm still sure if he's someone else who happens to look just like him. But I also feel bad if I have to reject it. Besides, no matter how I rejected him, this man must have had a million tactics to keep me in check.

“Thank you very much, sorry to bother you. But I promise if this will not be long.” he said at length.

“How about sitting at that empty table? That one just happened to clean up earlier.” he continued.

“Alright.” reply me briefly, for the umpteenth time.

For now, it's best to do it first. It would be much faster to handle his affairs if I just say all his words. We immediately headed for the table in question, to have a light chat. I don't know whether this place is lonely, or it's always like this every day.

“Ah, I don't know!” my mind in my heart.

From any side, this man is still similar to Brother Sendy. Even from this close distance everything felt exactly the same. Nothing is different from the two of them. I sometimes don't think how they both look so much like this.

“You're the girl who sat at table number three, right?” ask me while opening the conversation.

I nodded my head carefully. Because until now I don't know where this conversation is going. It's best to be careful, because I've never known or even met him.

“From yesterday I kept watching you behind that coffee drip tool.” Said the man.

“Why pay attention to me, is there anything strange about my appearance?” I ask so innocently.

“T-ti-tid-no!” he answered quickly while crossing his arms.

“Be-begini..” he continued while scratching his non-itchy head..

I can only scratch my head too. Not because of the itching, but because I did not understand at all what he said from earlier. His words were just twirling there, having no clear direction of speech at all. I guess this guy is just wasting my time, which I should be able to use to study.

“I have seen you since, because your face is very similar to my late sister.” he explained with a sad look.

“I? Similar to your sister you said?” my question is still confused..

The man tried to tamper with the postel for a while. Then he showed me his postel screen. To be sure, I was dumbfounded by the contents of the photo. The girl in the picture looks a lot like me. The girl stood up in a cute pose of her mainstay right beside this man. They also look very familiar and close. The man also showed other photographs showing portraits of him and his younger sister together.

I can't even figure out how that guy could have a sister who looks so much like me. I thought the person in the picture was really me. What kind of coincidence is this. I was completely confused by the current situation.

I think the photo was enough to give me the answer to the previous question. But now a new question appears and asks to be answered immediately. It's not good if I wait too long, because I also want to say something to him.

“Where does this girl go? Why are we so similar?” ask me one more time.

The man took a deep breath. It seems like this is a difficult thing for him, even though I don't know what really happened with this brother-sister relationship. One thing is certain if my intuition tells me that something is wrong with them. Hopefully not so in reality. I always hoped that my hunch would be wrong for once.  I'm tired of always being right like this. The truth always disappoints me.

“She's my sister, her name is Dhea Ersarahsa. He died exactly one year ago, because of the inability of the foam he was riding while going on a study tour with his friends.” explained the man.

“M-ma-maaf.” my words that suddenly become unpleasant.

I was surprised not to play after hearing the explanation just now. The girl who looked like me died. How can the story be exactly like this. Am I the reincarnation of the dead girl. But it was impossible, it only happened recently.

“Oh yes, what is your name?” ask the man to me.

“We've had a long chat from earlier, but I still don't know what your name is.” he continued.

“Oh, introduce. My name is Eresha Caitlyn Ananda.” I said as I held my hand.

“My name is Bima Ajirha, just call Bima.” he said while replying to my hand.

“Keep I call him what?” continue with the sentence depending.

“Eresha!” answer me quickly.

After the introduction just now, I felt like I was meeting with Brother Sendy again. This is what is called a miracle. Is it possible that when I said that hope, suddenly a shooting star appeared.

“If you can be honest, you also look like my senior brother.” I said clearly.

The man immediately looked up at me. Staring at me with sharp eyes, which are hard to interpret for granted. I know if this doesn't sound reasonable. But all of these coincidences actually happened like a miracle.

　

　

I immediately showed all the photos I had to Bima. I tried my best to convince her if I wasn't joking. Is kali an unreal twin of that long-dead soul. It may be true that is said by people so far, if surely we have at least one in this world that is exactly the same as us.

“This who?” ask Bima to me.

“Kak Sendy, which I said similar to you.” obviously I then save the photo.

“A few days ago I also just heard the news of his grief, if he has died.” explained me.

“So I thought I had met with Sis Sendy again, but it turned out to be just the same.” I continued while lowering my gaze from him.

“It looks like you love your senior brother so much.” said Bima who then immediately concluded the essence of my explanation just now.

“Yes that way, hard to explain.” reply me briefly.

The man who was sitting right in front of me, clucked in awe as he shook his head. It seems like Bima is inexhaustible with this absurd coincidence. Why is it that lately, every single thing that's happened to me, has happened so strangely. It is difficult to explain with human logic and common sense in general.

“Wah…. Ckckck.” said as he stroked his chin.

“Today we both met the person we thought had died when he was someone else.” said Bima with a sad feeling that can not be covered up again.

“You must have also thought that I was your sister named Dhea right?” I said carefully.

The man nodded softly confirming my words just now. I know this guy misses his sister that much. Even though he had only met for the first time, I could understand exactly how he felt right now. Right now we are both longing for the figure of the person whose face is very similar to the one in front of each of us. The two people who accidentally met this are both fragile. So we have to keep talking to each other, so as not to hurt each other.

“Hey, look at the positive side of this meeting.”, I said as I pat Bima's shoulder slowly.

“You are right.” he said with both corners of the lips raised.

“At least we can feel what it would be like if they came back alive, even if only for the night itself.” he explained.