Meet Up the Match
Part 6# Not Ready for the Past
After making sure the time and feel no need to hold the phone anymore. Aira simply left the message from the last Arkha without opening it. The girl chose to enjoy the busyness of the real world, then leave for a moment the virtual world.
Finally all the work is finished, not even felt the time has shown at two more than five minutes. That means on time Arkha breaks to perform worship and lunch between work schedules that do have strict rules and provide freedom to carry out the obligations of a Muslim.
Sure as expected. The young man had sent a message saying his greetings and asked about his news. Even Arkha was waiting for himself to reply to the message immediately.
\[Wa'alaikumsalam, me fine. Now tell me, how can I help you?\]~ reply me without further ado.
[Thank God, before already I say, I love a girl with you na and now I want to tell to her. If I just want her in my life.]~ansi Arkha gave an emoji thinking as if still not ready and trying to reconsider about the actions he would take.
Seeing Arkha's seemingly indecisive attitude, it made me think to go offline again. However, the young man needs him to find a solution to a love case he does not understand. Just contact it, I reply back by asking him to be honest with the girl who became the owner of his heart.
[Aira, honestly I am not interested with other girls because I see you in your profile. I want to be closer with you. My heart wants you and when you give me believe in your group to handle the group. Actually I am very happy, but I know you are just always simple. Aira, I Love You. You different Aira]~ Reveals how Arkha has added heart and flower emojis as a form of real revelation.
Aira tried to read Arkha's message once again. The young man said he was in love with her just because of a glimpse of her Facebook profile photo. It's true, their friendship increasingly has an increase but honestly not once thought in the other direction. Especially considering that his life is too complicated to describe. So that trust is still at the end of the friendship border.
[Hm! No joke with me, we know each other from group. I don't want talk about heart.]~my reply was reluctant to respond to more than just understanding it. Of course there is a bit of shock because all this time only talking about problems in the group is not a personal problem between him and Arkha.
[I never joke about heart, Ra. I really love you since I see you but for talk with you very difficult that time and slowly I can more talk with you. Honestly I don't want to make you think I love other girls because I only love you, Aira.] ~ answer Arkha's message without adding any emojis because he is really serious about his declaration of love for the woman.
As a young man from the country of Pakistan who incidentally is an outsider compared to the youth of Indonesia. Arkha realized that his life was already difficult enough. Especially if you love a girl from another country but your heart does not care about that difference. Love is not about distance and time, but about the sense of urgency to bring about a new spirit.
[Thanks.]~balas Aira ended a chat message that quite jolted his awareness of the relationship between the two of them. So he immediately put the phone on the table again, although it sounded a ringtone that must have been a message entered waiting for its opening.
The heart cannot be forced. That was the feeling Aira was experiencing. After that day, the two keep good communication and more keep feelings for each other. It was done not because they loved each other, but for Aira. The girl felt that Arkha deserved her trust and also her tolerance.
Three months later, something happened. Where circumstances force Aira to understand herself. It's all because he's been feeling unsettled lately. Especially when knowing Arkha is getting busy with work, but often sends a message to always be with him. Though the young man always got an indifferent attitude along with thanks only in return for the statement of love given.
While in the group was horrendous with talks about lovers. Including Arkha who talks more seriously than joking. I don't know what entered the mind until a joke was thrown by typing for a young man in the group chat. Aira unconsciously threw the fuel that made Arkha jealous.
How not? Silence becomes a listener for the conversation of a pair of lies lovers who pose as a romantic couple. Of course it feels really hot with a stifled heartache. So that finally Arkha just silent without saying a word even he did not have time to send a message just asking the news to his woman.
Arkha's change, made Aira both astonished and confused. Suddenly he sent a message just to ask about the news of the young man who for several months became his closest person.
[Assalamu'alaikum, Arkha what happened with you?Since yesterday you online but not chat. I do something wrong with you?]~one opening message sent without any doubt.
After all, he felt that Arkha was not usually so quiet even when very busy doing work. The young man still gave him news. Is it wrong to ask something out of the ordinary?
[Wa'alaikumsalam, nothing happen and i am fine.]~reply the young man who Rara instantly read. The girl did not realize the contents of her heart were still very upset considering the chat chat in the group.
A very short reply. Again and again raises the question, "This is why child, huh? Pain or more canker sores? Confused I would be." Aira could only shake her head while typing something to be the reply of the overseas youth.
[Suddenly short message. If I make a mistake, so tell clearly what happens?] ~ reply trying to find out the reason for the change in attitude of an Arkha.
But who would have thought Arkha's answer surprised him. The young man was upset because he saw a chat in the group that incidentally was just a joke. Not only that because Arkha felt hurt by the closeness of the girl his heart adored familiar with other men. While every time expressing love is only answered thanks only.
Not wanting to prolong the problem. Aira tries to explain to Arkha that whatever happens in the group is just a joke. The girl also apologized but unfortunately the young man remained drowning in disappointment. It's too hard to say their relationship isn't a pair of lovers who have an obligation to look after each other's feelings.
[If you can't love me it's ok. But remember, I always love you Aira. You can do what you want and I will always waiting you.]~bala Arkha ended the debate between the two.
Of love? Arkha's statement made Aira think again. Is the feeling such that it cannot be described? Honestly since knowing the young man, he could tell that Arkha was quite mature and reliable. But the heart is not good at lying. Where there are still doubts. It is impossible to start a relationship without having trust.
After a short conversation with Arkha. Aira was feeling very agitated. The girl was aware talking to the stranger had become a habit, but her heart was still drowning in the past story. A story that now greets his real memories. It all began with a name that did not escape the dark ink scratches of no man's story.
He, a stranger-looking person became close to the whole endeavor during the approach period even the young man endured the wait for a year. Name's Alex. A young man who lived in one city but another village. A story that simply intertwines because it flows like water.
One day when the sun was shining so hot. I went alone just for a moment looking for an atmosphere other than home so chose to visit a park that is quite far from home. Bicycles that have always been travel companions remove the shorter distance. If you walk, you could spend an hour more.
Arriving at the park. The girl was looking for a table around the shady place. Where the scenery in front of the eyes there are three swings that are being played by some children. The appearance of a man does not detract from the woman's side of an Aira. Although long hair is tied into one even face without makeup polish.
The atmosphere of the park is quite crowded because of the heart of the weekend. Some other young people also took a relaxing seat scattered in several corners of the garden area room. Aira did not care about the surrounding because the eyes focused on playing the device that became her playmate. Suddenly some people rebuked just asking permission to be allowed to sit on the same bench.
"Hmm." replied Aira expressionlessly.
He allowed the young people far above him to sit at his table of choice. Where each table can be here six or even eight people because there are four benches facing each other. So that one bench can be sat by three people. It was just that out of the five people in the group did not dare to sit next to Aira. The girl who stayed was busy playing the phone without looking the other way.
They were busy with conversations that Aira did not understand. Suddenly the person asking for permission turned his gaze to the girl sitting alone. The girl realized when she was noticed, but did not bother even silently ignoring as if unconsciously being the center of attention.
"Emm, can contact. What's your name and why are you here?" Eyes looking around. Where there was no one but Aira, then He again offered his hand to get acquainted. While others just pay attention.
Without heeding the silent hand hanging in front of him. Aira got up from the seat, "I'm alone, please just carry on with your business." Footsteps leave the table while covering the head using the hood of his jacket. He felt uncomfortable since the presence of strangers who interfere with his vacation time.
Aira's departure made all four of the members just laugh because his friend was ignored and even left alone. No one realized when either group was interested in Aira's attitude. Although from then on just silence.
*I salute the calm demeanor of the girl. Moreover, the way he refused to get acquainted and seemed not interested in the young man looked like my friend. While in school many schoolgirls queue up to be used as just a disposable date.~ the inner youth with his thoughts who managed to draw a smile line on the lips*.
"Actually I still want to be there, but lazy with all the kids' eyes." Aira let out a long sigh while circulating her gaze looking for another seat in the garden.
After a few moments of searching. The girl found an empty place. Without lingering He sat on a bench that is quite comfortable with views of rows of orange blooms. "Alhamdulillah, it's better here. It seems like listening to music can neutralize the mind to calm down."
His two hours of solitude only befriended the rhythm of the tune that flowed melodiously through the earphones in both ears. Music like a refreshing breeze in the hot sun feels like burning body. On the other hand, the children were ready to leave the park. Footsteps go hand in hand down the park trail but one accidentally sees the presence of Aira who closed his eyes with his hands as a crutch.
Seeing that, he inexplicably asked his friend to return home first. He said there was other business. So that all the friends agreed then He took the initiative to approach Aira. Not wanting to act rashly, the young man bought two drinks as a stale base later because he was sure it was not easy to approach a girl who was not affected by the good looks of her face. He was a young man who was not good at talking.
It was the quiet one who approached Aira. Although quiet, the young man tried his best when he wanted something without getting tired or desperate.
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My Diary
Behind a smile
Thousands of stories are not revealed
Behind an agreement
Saved consciousness
Behind a silence
Implied a hope
Not as easy as words
Spoken from the lips
The truth will always be the same,
Sincerity that breaks the heart.
It's not that he didn't hear
It's not that he didn't see
It's not that he doesn't appreciate
It's not that he doesn't care
But this Heart,
Only one cannot be divided.
This heart chooses to remain alone..
Until the owner of the heart comes to win this heart.
