My wife Slave of Lust

A Moment to Forget

"So you're back in town?" I tried to break the silence created between us after a moment of coolness in each other's echo mode.

Ranti looked up, looking back at the expanse of lake water over which swallows birds fly. "No, Ib. I just miss this place again," he said with a face expression that was difficult to interpret. I could hear his heavy breathing after finishing that one line of dialogue.

This place, is my favorite place. When I feel bad or whatever, I always spend my time here. However, somehow every time I was in this place, coincidentally the figure of Ranti was always present at the same time.

Could this be the best place too?

Not wanting to continue to assume, I pulled the acoustic guitar that I had time to lean next to the chair. Plucking it occasionally in a shahdu melody, making the woman who was sitting next to me turn her head instantly.

"If I have to love and share love, it's only with you. But if I had to without you, I would never have lived without love ..," she wrote in an animated voice, giving lyrics to the melody I was playing.

I just smiled thinly and my sturdy fingers continued to play the next key, so that made Ranti hooked to continue playing the connection of the song lyrics. Long time we drift in the bitterness of each heart because of a warm touch that slightly pinched the niche of the heart.

I know, Ranti is also feeling the soul's bitterness. Because to my knowledge it's very difficult to switch hearts from first love. The same thing happened to Ibra Maulana. No matter how much wrong Vida did, it wasn't that easy to paralyze my feelings for her.

"Ibra, I'm sorry, I'm interrupting your own time." Ranti suddenly got up after saying that sentence.

How could he know, if I came to this place just to be alone?

"Nothing, this is also a public place, not private property. You want to go home?" I asked her who didn't want to make her feel bad.

"Yes, someone's been waiting for me there." His index finger pointed at an orange jeep parked on the side of the road. My eyes also followed the direction of his finger. I could see there was a man sitting in the car still waiting faithfully. "I forgot, that I came here just to breathe the lake air for a bit." Continued by attaching a sling bag on his shoulder. "Actually I just want to let go of someone's longing, but I don't think God even met me with him." He immediately passed after saying the next sentence.

I'm a little jolted. What does that word mean? Is it possible that the person he meant was me?

Ah, I am this. There was clearly a man waiting for him there. After all, how could I think like that?

After Ranti, I just smiled to myself while shaking my head many times. Condemn myself for the insolence that has just been sparked in this head. However, I cannot deny that the presence of Ranti, for a moment can divert the mood. Makes my mind more focused on some of the acoustic music that continues to be created by my ahlik fingers.

Music is always successful to make me forget the time and melt all the problems that burden the shoulders. That's why I like music so much. Because by playing music, I can express all the pent-up feelings in just a few passages.

After noticing the dim sky, I saw an analog clock that was tightly coiled around the wrist. It turns out I've been here almost two hours. Suddenly I got up from the fight, carrying a favorite guitar, and left all the pain.