Lightly Longing

First Meeting

"Our work is wrong, Tama." I got up and was busy looking for clothes that had been scattered on the floor of the hotel room.

Tama came closer, her hand swept over my shoulder that was not wearing a single thread. I turned to her who only wore the ***********boxer model.

"Ta, I also know this is wrong. But, isn't that longing that's been lodged in our hearts?"

I miss not wanting to answer. I got up straight from my position. Standing perfectly, Tama hugged me from behind. One small mistake is enough for me.

"Dear, yeah. I didn't get your virgin. Only the membrane of blood was torn, "he whispered, which made my body crumble and remembered the foolishness I had made with him when I was a teenager.

Two months ago

In the passenger seat of the online motorcycle taxi I looked out the window. Hustle and bustle of vehicles that are stopping lined up waiting for the green street light.

A motorcycle stopped right in front of my eyes looking at me. Green LTD helmet perched on his head. My eyes were wide open, when I saw the man I had been wanting to meet for twelve years.

I pressed the button, lowering the dark-colored door glass. I looked at him without blinking. The heart beat rumbles faster than usual.

I was eager to tell her that I was fine, and I wanted my mouth to say her name. Waving her hands, just saying hello. However, he did not look at me at all. Focus on traffic lights.

He started to run his bike even though it was only a few steps ahead. Don't want to miss an opportunity that I don't know when else will happen. Courage suddenly arises in me.

"Tam-Tama," I cried hoping he'd heard it. Not getting an answer, I lowered my head in lethargy and started pressing buttons to cover my face from embarrassment.

"Don't you call the man in front of you?" asked the driver who glanced at me from the rectangular glass in front of him.

"It's the intention, sir. But ..." I let out a weak breath, "yes. Not so, sir."

The sound of a knock on the glass made me stare at the man with this pointy chin and nose. Drivers who understand this situation immediately lower the glass without being asked.

"Ananta?"

"He uh?" My eyes don't blink to see it. Inwardly already cheered with joy.

"Can we talk for a second?"

"Em .. wait across there, yeah." He followed my index finger, then nodded.

It didn't take long for the green light, I asked the driver to stop and get off the onilne motorcycle that I ordered earlier. After paying, I approached Tama who was waiting.

"We're looking for a place to eat, yeah. Let's have a good chat."

"okay."

I sat on his motorcycle. It was awkward, after decades ago when I was a young man. At that time we were walking around, spending a long night for the player of love.

The night that young people always wait. We told him everything, sometimes his hand rubbed my knee that was tightly hugging him from behind.

Ah, sweetness. For some reason, such a thing can become very romantic when it is lost. One year of being in love with her without a great debate or quarrel. Until finally breaking up left regrets in my heart.

"Hi, how are you?" tanyanya started the conversation when we were sitting in a famous aceh noodle stall in Medan city. Even some celebrities come here just to taste it.

"Alhamdulillah, fine." His face was radiant, a smile was painted on his oriental face. His eyes disappeared as he laughed. The dilation in the chest cannot be controlled.

"How long have we not seen you?"

I sniffed my shoulders while twisting the ring that was coiled on the ring finger. Either the wrong time or the circumstances that did bring us together like fate.

His eyes were on my finger. Then smile knot. "You're married, are you?"

Not many words came out of my mouth, not even he gave me a chance to ask a lot about him. Just focus on looking at him, letting go of longing. Those thin lips that used to say my name and kiss this cheek gently.

Clear thread has collected in the eye pelupuk. I don't want to cry in front of him. As long as I was in love, it never made me shed tears.

"Hey, are you daydreaming?"

"Ah, no. You married that Satria, huh?"

I nodded, yes he knows who Satria is. Because, therefore Tama decided our romance. Not because of misunderstanding, rather it was an affair.

"Oh, yeah. I'm also married, I already have children" she explained, which made me discouraged. During the three years of marriage, I have not been entrusted with having a baby.

My ideal weight, Satria is also a non-smoker and drinks hard. We live healthy by staying away from things like that.

"Oh."

"Where do you live now?"

"Not far from Mom's house. About ten minutes from there."

"Oh, yeah. Own house or contract?"

I got up wanting to leave him. This meeting was not useful at all. I was just treating the longing without asking her anything.

For me, missing him secretly has made me live quietly beside Satria. Also, there was a sense of regret for meeting him now.

"Wait, Ananta. Give me your cell number." He thrust his flat object at me. I looked at him and the phone took turns.

"To give news. Not more." I also welcomed him. Wiggling fingers to write it, then saying goodbye with a huffed heart.

"I've been chatting you up, yeah. That's my number, saved. Don't just look at it," he said when I reached into the bag to pick up the phone.

My phone rings, Satria calls. I turned away from Tama.

"Where?"

"I'm near your job."

"Well?"

"Let's see you then."

"I want to go home, don't you want to come?"

"Em, yeah. At aceh noodle shop."

"Wait there."

Satria ended his call, when Tama turned around already on his bike.

"I'll call you later, yeah."

As Tama was leaving, Satria parked the car across the street from where I was standing. I who memorized the number plate immediately rushed over.

This mature brown-skinned man, will make a fuss if I approach him too long. His habits are like that, since eleven years ago knew him.

He's a mysterious man, not open. I never even knew what was on his mind and his heart. Too much to keep everything alone.

Sometimes I speculate, does he really love me? Or marry me just to win her fight with Tama. Every time he came home from work, he did not go straight into the house.

Talk to the neighbors first. Almost midnight, just got into the house. I who always wake up early prepare everything to feel empty and empty.

"Dec, prepare the hot water. I'm going to take a shower" he ordered repeatedly out in the rain as he was coming home from work.