Lutfi Gilang's

16. KJ and BM

At night, near 23:00 AM local time, my eyes were still hard to close. It felt like I didn't want to sleep before I got word from him.

Wh who? Yes, Gilang!

Wh why? Yeah, I remember. While on the road, Gilang wanted to say something, but he said he would wait for me to finish changing clothes and have a break. But, up to this point, he hasn't called yet.

Is it possible, the pulse is exhausted?

I don't know anyway. But anyway, I haven't been able to call Gilang, because I don't have the number.

In this uncertainty, I can usually be indifferent, and immediately go to sleep. But not this time. I was really waiting for him. He always secretly helped me. He expressed his taste without asking for anything in return. He always supported my choice. He's the one who encouraged me. He was the one who never got mad at me. He's Gilang, my dream man!

I looked at my phone, hoping Gilang would call. Even though I never told him what my number was. Gilang, no, no, yes I love you.

But suddenly there was an incoming call from an unknown number. I'm happy, because I think it's from Gilang. Turns wrong.

I immediately hung up after hearing the voices of the fathers saying: “Priwe, sida ora? Nyong ngenteni ket mau.”

It's Ngapak Javanese, meaning: “Gimana, so ga? I'm waiting for you.”

Uh! I'm limp. It's impossible to say I have my number. Ateg alone, who's a friend of the boarding house, doesn't have my number.

Kinda miesel, who knows Kelvin. Cowo is most bored, forced, and likes to make a story that does not seem really real.

Ow hell! I still can't sleep! Gilang, please call me.

I then, closing my eyes with a pillow, tried to sleep. However, it actually displays scenes of events where I was with Gilang.

Starting from him asking to be absent from me, he took a meal, went home together, came at night just to give an important message: “Lutfi, I love you.”, give a gift for the birthday, ngrayain, I know what it feels like to me but talking to Kelvin. Oh, really you! I laughed with tears.

“Call, I miss. You heard, right?”

Suddenly my phone rang once, a sign that a message was coming in. Iopen message.

Ah, foreign number again. I immediately thought that must have been the wrong one.

Lazily, I read his message:

“Goodnight, for you who are definitely waiting for me. I'm sorry, but I only know your number is ten digits. So two behind him, I keep trying, until I'm sure, this is the last time, it must be yours, right, Lutfi? Sorry, I haven't been able to call. My pulse is up, and the counter is closed, I just found a router no one opened. But I see, your room lights are still on. So, it's up to you. Want to get angry, or reply to my message, or call me, or check out to see me.—Gilang.”

I like to mix touched, because Gilang belain to keep trying to find my number until the pulse runs out. Moreover, I did not expect, the SMS message was very long. SMS, it should be short.

And after that, with some difficulty, I hurried to get up to open the curtains of my room.

Yeah, God! It's Gilang! The man I've been waiting for. Finally, finally!

I was at a loss for words, until tears poured down my face.

He had a smile under the dark sky with no lights around. Gilang also wore the exact same clothes as before. Dark color levis pants, plain black t-shirt, unused head-covered black jacket, and white scarf.

I called her right away to hear her voice, also to make sure it was her or the baby.

The man outside also picked up his phone and placed it in his ear. Signs he's really Gilang.

“Hallo,” sapanya.

“Ha-hai.” I said nervously.

“Not sleeping?”

“But.”

“Sorry, make you wait again.” he said in a full tone of regret.

“You're not wrong.” I replied.

“Can see me?” tanyakanya.

“Can.”

“I also.”

“Also what?”

“Also can see me.” he said flat.

I just remembered that my room glass was deliberately using black glass. So if from inside the room, you can see outside, but from outside, you can't see inside, even like a mirror.

I'm a little disappointed, actually, because Gilang can't see me. And yet, yes, he saw me, tomorrow he can see me. Uh! I hope he can go to my room now. Or didn't?

“Sorry.” I said.

He suddenly approached, then placed his hand on the glass. I repay. It felt like our hands were clinging to each other to share the warmth, even though the glass was actually giving me a chill, and of course more for Gilang.

“Sleep, it's night.”

“Iya.”

I immediately returned to my bed despite limping because my legs were still very sore and sore when moved. In fact, I still want to see Gilang. But I know, he asked so, so that I can rest enough, because tomorrow there is also an LCC selection.

I lay down on my bed, then confirmed the hair, pillow position and hp.

“Already?” He's nanya.

“Iya.” I replied nervously.

Uh! Finally, I really felt like I was sleeping with her. Him, my turn I was waiting for.

“You're not angry, I didn't call from earlier?”

“Engga, are you clear via SMS.”

“Oya. He.”

I know, he must be laughing.

“Gilang.” said.

“Iya,”

“You said a little, but your SMS is very panjaaaang.”

“He..

“Oh, yes.” I said follow a small laugh.

“You know, I like nulis?”

“Tahu.”

“From whom?”

“Consecration?”

“Definitely from Mas Asep?”

“Who Is Asep?”

“I also don't know.”

“Call!”

“He,” He laughs, me too.

“I want to read your writing.”

“When?”

“Now.”

“But don't bring his book.” he said in a sorry tone.

“Kan, you can tell.”

“That's it, same, you don't read.”

“Oya. He he he.” I was confused myself. “But, I want to know, you make a story like what.”

“You're telling a story, huh?”

“Iya.”

“Still, Gilang.”

Ow hell! I'm really happy tonight. For some reason, it feels like we are a couple who are in a special communication.

“One day, there was a male bat who did not accidentally see a sleeping rose. Over time, he became like the rose.”

“So fairy tale, dong? Or fabel?”

“Terlarah. How?”

“Lanjutin.” door.

“OK. But KJ knows—”

“Wait-wait.” I said cut. “KJ who is it? Male bats?”

“Yes, let's be simple.”

“Ha ha ha. Mean rose, BM, dong?”

“Iya.”

“Ha ha ha.”

“Ga likes?”

“Like! Continueiiiin...” door. Don't realize I'm wearing a spoiled tone, like I used to do to dad.

Well, how can Gilang make me feel comfortable gini?

“OK. But KJ knows that their life expectancy is much different. KJ lives at night, BM lives in the morning. So KJ thought, until anytime, there is no time for them to chat.”

“Yeah, pity. Continues?”

“He works, sleeps at night, so that the morning can wake up. Many times, but failed. To the extent that KJ forgot to make nyari eat.”

“Aduh, skinny dong?”

“He. But, KJ ain't blushing. He really wants to be able to chat with BM.”

“What else does he sell?”

“She asked for help fireflies.”

“Make what?”

“Make the sun lie in the cave, let KJ think it's the morning. So she can sleep.”

“Eh, pinter dong.”

“Aamiin.” answer a little laugh.

I also follow Ngamini. As if KJ was the incarnation of Gilang, who likes to sleep in the morning, because it has insomnia.

“Terus?”

“He woke up early to meet BM.”

“Sgratitude.”

“But, because of that his eyes became blind.”

“Kok is?”

“KJ already used to live in a dark place because.”

“Aduh, pity.”

Don't know why I'm really sad, until it's so cry.

“That's why, KJ nyerah. He has felt all his efforts are free to just be able to chat with BM.”

“Yeah, what's a sad story, anyway?”

As if he ignored my words. Gilang continued his story. “KJ frustrates. Every night he slept, he just kept calling BM. Ngigau. So the same fireflies were told to find BM, but KJ even replied: ‘Our world is different, he's the sun and I'm mooning. Until anytime, we can't be together. I should have realized that from the beginning.”

I shivered it made. I really don't want that to happen to me and Gilang.

“Kunang-kunang who feels sad to make, immediately scream everything to BM.”

“Terus?”

“BM cried, he fell in love with KJ, even though he belonged to the night. BM does not care even though the world rejects them together, BM still loves KJ, because of his struggle and sacrifice.”

Again, I seemed intrigued by the story that Gilang made. But just shut up, wanting to know the continuation immediately.

“The fireflies are increasingly sorry for their storyline which is exactly like the story of Isabela,—”

“Kunang-kunang knows the story of Isabela?” I'm just kind of laughing.

“Iya, because around where he lives, people often muter the song, he memorized deh.”

“Ha ha ha. Continue.” I asked while continuing to laugh, as if forgetting the sadness of the previous story.

Uh! The most fun can make me happy.

“So fireflies tell their story to the entire forest population as per BM.” request

Forest folk? There-there's aja. Crazyaaaang, Crickety. You're just doing it, anyway?

“That abbis, that giant tree that has lived for hundreds of years, told me that they could meet tomorrow morning because there would be a solar eclipse. That is the moment when the sun can meet the moon he loves.”

Again, and again. My heart was flowing with static electricity. It's running all over my body.

“At that time, fireflies and the entire forest population were finally able to find them both.”

I'm so moved to hear that. Until my tears shed so much joy.

“There, around the roots of the giant tree, they introduced themselves to each other. And pledge, will continue to keep their love both.”

“Waaah...” I said.

“Since then, KJ and BM continue to meet whenever a solar eclipse or lunar eclipse occurs.”

“Waaah...” I said again with excitement.

“That's where KJ came to his senses. The power of love will change everything. He can unite the morning with the night, like a solar eclipse. He can also unite the night with the morning, like a lunar eclipse. Because for true love, nothing is impossible in this world.”

I was stunned to hear it. It was as if he had just given me a mountain of love that exploded to soak up the entire land of my feelings.

I didn't expect. The story that is usually used as a fairy tale or fable, transformed into a romantic story that I first heard.

Glad, I'm really stunned by the way you look at the world.

“Udah.” said it told me that the story was over.

“Good.”

“Thank God, and.. thanks.”.

“I should have said thanks.”

“He,” He laughs. “Ya already, now sleeping, yes?”

“Iya.” answer.

“Good sleep Lutfi.” he said by hanging up the phone without waiting for my answer.

I still smile to myself. Feel very happy. Like I recovered very quickly.

Turn off room lights. Closed my eyes. “Good sleep also Gilang.”