Magic Lantern
The Flight's
The next day, Krishna picked up Ratih in his contract. They went to the airport together.
“I'm glad you wanted to drive me.” Kreshna.
Trainy just nodded her head.
Krishna held onto Ratih's hand. Ratih's face stiffened. Body stiffens. His heart was beating fast like the sound of a drum that was earthy to each other.
His body is holding an orchestra. Kreshna's touch makes a music concert in his body.
Warm flow flowing. Like the electric stream. Indescribable. Her face flushed.
Kreshna rubbed Ratih's hand. Grasping tightly. Ratih was unable to say a word. His body was completely stiff like wood. Like a pipe running water.
“I'm sorry if I make you always in doubt. Gives you uncertainty. But all because I don't want anything to happen to our relationship. I didn't want to experience what my parents were going through. Do not want if each of us has not been able to move on from people who may greatly affect our emotions. Because of the emotional match and communication we have with them.”
With great difficulty Ratih opened his mouth.
“You mean Alicia and Bima?”
“Yeah. We both have to make sure whether or not the two of them will affect our relationship? Because indeed many are not aware of the comfort and feelings they have whether because of betrayal ever committed. Or you can feel it after a loss. Other so. The point is time and destiny will answer and lead us to our true love.”
“Yeah, I agree.” Ratih answered with great difficulty holding his saliva.
“I'm glad you understand.” Kreshna let go of her hand with a grateful look and everything was gradually returning to normal.
The coach began to speak fluently.
“I don't want us to rush. You're right that we have to make sure of everything. Busty if indeed we are not a match.”
“Yeah, love and matches often cannot be forced.”
“Yeah. I understand it completely.”
“I'm glad you're starting to understand and understand.”
“Yeah, I'm already at a higher level of understanding. If suddenly one of us gives an invitation.”
Krishna held onto Ratih's hand very tightly. Ratih's wrists are flushed due to Krishna's grip.
Ratih's face frowned in pain.
“Sorry!” Kreshna spontaneously let go of her hand.
They are silent to each other. Drowning in their minds.
Without feeling the vehicle has arrived at the airport. Both got off the vehicle. Towards airport.
They were looking for a place to eat that could be comfortable to use to chat while waiting for Kreshna to check in.
Kreshna ordered a glass of hot cappucino. Choose a mochachino latte. Ordering a wet cake. Lemper, cake****, sus and risoles.
“Your face looks lethargic.” Sahut Ratih's.
“I'll part with you. Don't know when we'll meet again.”
“Yeah. Not just planned. We met twice and spent a few days. Especially planned maybe already beranak pinak.”
“Like tick. Or other kinds of insects.”
“We're a couple not dracula let alone a flea that sucks blood.”
Kreshna's laughter broke.
“Yeah, right.” Kreshna.
“Run all as is. If God wants us to meet, it will happen. But if you do not want otherwise.” Sahut Ratih's.
“We as humans also have to work.” Kreshna.
“Usaha how else? We are always hesitant to step up. It means that our desires have not been met by God. It could be that each has its own soul mate. It may not be time for us to mate but it can also not match.”
“Stupid is partly a sign of God's power.”
“Yeah. You're right.”
“Maybe you're upset because Alicia got married.”
“No, I am happy for her.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. If you're the one who got married then I'm semaput.”
The laughter of Ratih.
“Why?”
“I feel half my soul go.”
“Gombal!” Excitement Ratih meet red, “ Wait a minute. That's the title of the song.”
“Ember!”
The people back laughing.
“Indeed if I get married you'll be fine?” Ask Kreshna in a serious tone.
“I'll be happy for you.”
“Really? How kind of you. What like?”
“Like a dazed person.”
Their laughter broke again.
“Whatever happens we will be fine.” Kreshna said, “Maybe if we are not destined to get married. Destined cheating.”
Ratih almost spouted out his drink. It was hard to hold his laughter.
“No way!”
“Yeah. If you had to choose to be Diana or Camilla?”
“What kind of option is it?”
“Have just chosen one.”
“I feel very insulted by such a choice.”
“Its life not fairy tale.”
“Ok..”
“Camilla.”
Kontan Kreshna chuckles, “See?”
“Its only because she can have both.”
“If she is not?”
“Still Camilla.”
Kontan broke out the laughter of Krishna.
“But in real life. I choose to be a single.”
“Yeah. Wise choice.”
“Or maybe I will love the person that I love.”
“Yeah.”
“Means now there is a candidate dong?”
“Unfortunately not. It seems like it is also limited to discourse.”
“So, you choose to be single, now.”
“Yeah.”
“Good choice.”
“If you?”
“I'll try to tease you and invite you to have an affair.”
Kontan both laughed.
“Before you tease and invite me to have an affair. Make sure first one thing.”
“What is it?”
“What do you want?”
“You will. Just maybe brave or not.”
The laughter of the two broke again.
“I think it's time I checked in.” Krishna got up from his seat.
“Yeah. Very fast time passed.”
“Yeah.”
Krishna walked with Ratih.
“I can only take you here.”
“Yeah.” Kreshna nodded her head, “I will gonna miss you.”
“I am not.”
“Yeah. Right...”
Train turned his body. I plan to return to my rented house before going to the office.
Take a sponge and a snack kreshna. He took each of the two packages to store in his refrigerator. The rest were taken to the office.
“By-by from Krishna?” Pras asked while picking up a piece of sponge that had been cut into pieces.
“Yeah.”
“Enak.”
Pras takes sus snacks.
“Separate each two packages for me dong. Make take-home.”
Ratih nodded his head.
While Krishna was on the plane looking at the white clouds that spread out in front of him.
The blue sky is very bright and clean. The clouds slowly walked.
Arakan who did not catch the eye view. Slowly but surely they move. The wind moves them to paint on the clouds.
Wind as the brush. The sky as its canvas. Clouds as watercolors or oil.
Krishna enjoyed the view of the blue sky before him.
His eyes turned softly said in his heart. When I will see you again?
His work and routine are waiting for him. Everything will go as usual.
Kreshna arrived at his home. Opened phone. Look at the photos he took with Ratih. Move it to email. Make a back up with a flash.
His face occasionally showed laughter and smiles.
I thought I was going to make an album. It may be complemented by story illustrations.
I will choose the photos that I will choose as the story material in the album. Sending it as a gift for Ratih's upcoming birthday. One for him and one for me.
Maybe the album can start with the phrase once upon a time....
