Longing Memories

An Unsettled Feel

Sarah POV

I was shocked after experiencing the incident of seeing the ghost of the woman in front of my eyes. Even though it was only a few minutes maybe even a few seconds, but it was enough to make me feel scared.

Joseph was sitting next to me again, patiently calming me down, gently rubbing my back to make me calmer.

A train stewardess came back to our seats carrying a bottle of mineral water that Joseph had requested earlier. After confirming my return, the flight attendant passed from before us and resumed her duties.

Some of the passengers' eyes were still staring at us and there were also some who started talking about the behavior of the two of us, more precisely my behavior that suddenly cried in the arms of a man.

"Why were you, Darl?" Ask Joseph to me.

I was still silent as I looked at her face, trying to tell her what I was going through when she went to the toilet. However, these lips felt faintly unable to take out a word. It seems like the effect of the shock earlier was still slightly felt in me at this moment.

"Mmmmm," I said trying to answer her question.

"Hfft, if you can't tell, yeay eat first. Like pesenin first yes in a restaurant, what would you like to eat? Cuss told J'lo" said Joseph, taking a small glass in his shirt bag and removing some dirt from his face.

Joseph changed back into his own messy self and his behavior and speech was able to make myself smile again as ever.

"I'm fried rice, here's the money."

"Hey, this time J'lo treaty. All right here, inget you don't be dumb. Nitip chair eike."

Joseph passed from before me and headed towards the restaurant in the other carriage in this carriage. While waiting for his arrival, I decided to contact Andre, who knows my heart became calmer after hearing his voice.

Tuutt…

The first call ring is over, but Andre hasn't picked up the phone from me.

"Where is he?" I ask myself.

I tried to get back to him, but until the fourth time Andre still didn't pick up the phone from me. Finally I decided to change the song from one of the applications on my phone while waiting for Joseph to return from the restaurant.

I listened to the song with earphones and saw the beautiful scenery that was outside the window, a trip from Jakarta to Bandung that did not take too long but was filled with beautiful scenery, he said, really comfortable eyesight throughout this trip.

"Darl, here's the fried rice" Joseph said as he sat back in his chair.

I immediately picked up the food and did not forget to say thank you. When I was about to open the lid of the meal, I suddenly got a phone call and I saw that the one who called me was Andre.

"Hallo, Assalamualaikum." I said hello when I picked up the phone from him.

"......."

"Udah to Purwakarta, Ndre."

"......"

"Yes, it's okay. I just want to hear your voice for a second."

"......"

"Love you too. Assalamualaikum."

"....."

A little relieved of my heart after talking to Andre, his soft-sounding voice in my ear was like a tone that could make my mood better.

"Who? Andre?" Joseph asked, chewing his food.

"Yes, call me back. I didn't pick up the phone, the guy took a shower."

"Well, shower? Did you remove DeE from the office? Still three hours of this tablets."

"Don't know, there may be some sudden business outside the office."

After a little chat with Andre and Joseph, I continued to eat my order fried rice as my lunch menu.

Not felt, we finally arrived in Bandung. After a fairly tiring trip, we arrived at the hotel that had been booked by our office before. Comfortable hotel with full facilities. Our office is indeed really menomorsikan convenience of its employees even while on duty out of town.

I heard a vibration from my phone. I immediately picked up and saw who called my number. Turns out it was Rafli, the manager in the division I worked for.

"Hallo. Assalamualaikum, Mr. Rafli," I said politely by greeting him first.

".........."

"Already, sir. This just entered the hotel room, again want to clean the body first."

"...."

"Hahaha, no, sir. I split up the room with Joseph."

"......"

"Good, sir. Thank you." Thank you."

"....."

"Mosell."

I hung up the phone call from Rafli, and then switched to looking for Andre's phone number to call him and tell him that I had arrived at my destination safely.

Tuuttt…

"Hallo. Assalamualaikum," a greeting came from Andre from across there.

"Moskvallam. Yang, I've arrived. It's sleeping in a hotel bed, so tired."

"....."

"Yes, I'll take a shower soon. After that, I'm gonna eat Joseph out."

"....."

"Hahah, it's funny you, the jealous time of Joseph, who really is."

"...."

"Yes-yes baby. I take a shower, and then later. Assalamualaikum."

"....."

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Pov Author.

Rafli continued to smile after calling and hearing Sarah's voice, his own subordinate in the office. Can not be denied, if he really likes maybe even start to love Sarah secretly.

Already, sir. This just entered the hotel room, again want to clean the body first.

Hahaha, no, sir. I split up the room with Joseph.

Keep ringing back a short conversation between himself and Sarah. Tucked into jealousy when asking for a room that had been booked for Sarah and Joseph.

Of jealousy? It might sound a little strange, for what Rafli feels jealous of Sarah who is clearly not his partner. However, the name of the feeling of an adult man especially against the opposite sex, certainly can not be forced.

Similarly, when seeing the closeness of Sarah with a real lover, Andre, who both served as managers but in different divisions. Rafli felt an overwhelming jealousy, as if he wanted to punch Andre in the face right then and there. But all that he always held, because once again he was just a secret admirer for a Sarah.

Do I have to express my feelings for Sarah all this time? Let him decide for himself whether to choose me or Andre.

Rafli is monologuing with himself, trying to make a wish about his relationship with Sarah. He sees a picture of Sarah he took secretly through his cell phone camera. He looked at her and she gently stroked the phone screen as if she was stroking Sarah directly.

I will always wait for you, Sarah.

Rafli turned off his phone screen again and began to focus on continuing his work that had been delayed. Thinking about Sarah is able to shift her focus even if only for a moment. Is this how it feels to fall in love in silence? What is loved is the lover of another man. Indeed, if he could choose, he did not want to have a deep sense of the beautiful girl who had managed to ravage his heart all this time.