
After the silence it_____
"Print...." Rayzal tried to break the silence
"Yes, Brother," Okta replied quietly. Of course his chest was still rumbling
"When I was hoping that when my phone finally caught the network, there would be a message from you. At least one message. Didn't we pause for too long. 15 days, right? 2 Weeks more a day."
"That's because I know you can't read my message."
"Why is it impossible. The proof is that I even went so far as to just hear your voice."
"Sir Ijal...."
"Mmmmm...."
"I'm grateful for today. I really have no intention of not telling you. Just thought, there are times when we both have to actually stretch the spaces. I just want to give my heart and heart a chance to feel longed," Okta explained at length, "you've teased me and made me flirt twice. Isn't it my turn... Wahahahahaha," Sermai Okta in heart.
"Hehehehehehehe, you succeeded" Rayzal responded as briefly as possible. He glanced at the clock and decided to end their call, "Rest... We must be sahur. You will definitely wake up early to help your mother prepare the sahur menu. So go to bed early. "
"All right...!!"
"Wassalamu..." Rayzal was about to end his phone call
"Not immediately replied, Okta instead chuckled, "Hahahaha even at the beginning of the conversation you even forgot to say the opening greeting !!! Your base yaaaa....!"
"Hahahaha, what I started with a mistake should I end right. Yaaaa'... If you keep arguing with me like this, this call will never end. Do you still miss hearing my voice so much?"
"Wassalamu alaikum," Okta hurriedly started the greeting back. He was caught red-handed
"Wa aleikum salam".
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The sky was increasingly rumbling followed by rain that began to fall more and more. Okta was still looking at the clock on her phone screen.
"Are you the one who misses me?" muttered.
He then opened Whatsapp only to restore the sleepiness that is now lost. There are several incoming messages and one of them is from.... Rayzal !
*You're in kosan, aren't you? Why are you so fast offline today? Since it started raining at 9pm last night, I was waiting for you online.
** I'm so sure you'll send me a message. I waited for almost 2 hours. Do you have a lot of food at the store? Aren't you hungry and craving to snack in the rain? Your number is not even active.
***Should I bring a snack to your hostel right now? Is Martabak slumped as usual in the rain?
****have it done. It's even past midnight. Be patient.
Four inboxes from Rayzal. The message was sent at 01:01 midnight.
Okta smiled but a clear crystal liquid flowed down her cheek. Slowly getting louder. His cry that had been without sound turned into sobs, then grew louder until he sobbed as eagerly. His heart is so bitter. What he saw in Story Marsha this afternoon, sweet memories of Ryzal at some point, then the message so real in front of him at this moment made his chest cavity seem to narrow. Okta even patted her chest a little hard many times to open the pore so that there was room for her to breathe. Of course it hurts so much to be overwhelmed by the confusion of being in a relationship that makes the expectations so great. Of course he can't misunderstand. Really, his logic tries very hard to put limits, his logic constantly reminds him that he really does not misunderstand. It was a pity that his heart translated all these relationships so differently.
The sound of rain and the cry of Okta said to each other. He still clutched his chest strong. He ignored the message of Rayzal who asked him to be patient. He really doesn't want to reply to that message right now. He only hoped that his eternity would subside with his tears. He just wanted to cry until he was tired and then feel good.
After some time, Okta finally fell asleep. The rain also began to fall. Leave a drizzle on the earth, and in the heart of Okta.
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Is there anything like Okta? when so upset choose to sleep because after falling asleep, the annoyance evaporates somewhere☺😉