Not Ordinary Slant

Forty One

"Mr ...." Mama squeezed Agya's hand slowly, then continued, "Want to see you get married."

Agya could not express her surprise. He jerked his hand, until it slipped from my mother's grasp. However, he finally chose to close his lips tightly before the protest sentence was thrown when he realized there was a papa lying nearby.

"We've agreed on this issue, haven't we, Ma?" reply Agya restrained.

"Indeed. But, you see papa's condition now, dong. The Gie. Do you want to regret it twice?"

Agya looked back at the papa who always looked like people were asleep for more than a week. Indeed no significant development was shown and it was all.

Agya turned her head, trying to ask Rafka for help. However, his fiancee actually chose silence. As if agreeing with my mother's request.

"Now you go home delivered Nak Rafka. I assume you agree with this decision."

***

Along the way home, Agya chose to remain silent. His thoughts and feelings felt completely chaotic and messy.

Now, Agya doesn't recognize himself anymore. Agya was now so weak and pitiful.

Agya's esophagus feels choked. He wanted to cry and scream until his voice ran out. He wanted to escape and go as far as possible. It feels .. he doesn't want to live anymore.

"It's the best decision, brother." Rafa suddenly started. However, Agya still refused to look at him. "Over this time, we've been bickering and misunderstanding. Maybe, after marriage we can understand each other."

This time Agya finally looked over. He looked at Rafka inside. There was something different about this man before him. Rafka has two different personalities and that's scary.

"Mas ... have a child?"

From the look on his face, Rafka was clearly surprised by Agya's question. He even turned his gaze forward, moved the gears, and then replied, "We'll talk about it next time."

***

The clock strikes at 10pm when Agya arrives home. However, until an hour had passed, Agya had not yet managed to fall asleep. He played his phone and stopped on the WhatsApp app. Long speechless, he finally began typing something there with the contact name of the recipient Rafisqy Arzan.

Agya Sofia

Already sleeping?

23.07 WIB

Rafisqy Arzan

Haven't. You can't sleep?

23.07 WIB

Agya Sofia

Naw

23.08 WIB

Rafisqy Arzan

Can I bring you some food?

23.08 WIB

Agya Sofia

I'll be fat

23.09 WIB

Rafisqy Arzan

Haha. What do you want anyway?

23.09 WIB

Agya Sofia

Ye

23.10 WIB

Agya repeatedly checks her phone, but she still does not find a reply from Rafis, even though the two ticks have turned blue. Agya curses herself who is shameless and intends to pull the message alone. However, his phone clinks back and the name Rafis appears there.

Rafisqy Arzan

Exit

Agya stared at the message with wide-eyed disbelief. He ran towards the window and uncovered the curtain. Sure enough, his beloved flock had already greeted him with a warm smile.

Without waiting any longer, Agya immediately ran to the main door. As he opened the door Rafis returned to smile at him by stretching out his hands.

"Order is coming!" rafis sumringah. However, he was taken aback as Agya ran, mushrooming into his arms. "Are you all right?"

"Let's go, Fis."

Let it be, Rafka be right. She wants to be the mur*han woman who goes out the night with other men. This time only.

***

Although not yet understood what has happened, but Rafis still obey Agya's request. They returned to the city on motorbikes without speaking. Agya always refused to stop for a meal or sit in the garden. He just wants to keep going on a motorcycle while hugging Rafis from behind.

The clock has turned 01:00 in the morning and Rafis believes the night wind is not too good for Agya. Rafis pulled off his motorcycle, then got off and stood in front of Agya who was still sitting in the back seat.

"Udah late at night. We're going home, okay?"

For the umpteenth time Agya shook her head with a bowed head.

"I promise you we'll walk again tomorrow."

And the answer remains the same. Agya still shook her head. However, this time he gripped the end of the jacket that Rafis was wearing. Rafis is absolutely convinced that something bad has happened.

"You want to come to my house?" ask Rafis carefully.

Agya began to raise her face, looking at Rafis who was now standing in front of her with an illegible look. All right, Rafis consider that an agreement.

They again glided through the streets of the city that began not too crowded. Then, enter an elite residential area in the south jakarta region.

Agya was observing the surroundings, when Rafis had unknowingly deflected his motorcycle and stopped right in front of the classic house. Then, lower the standard of his bike and get down from there.

Agya is still sculpting. He still looks confused, until Rafis helps open the helmet hook. Then, clasped the girl's hand to enter the house together.

The spacious house really feels lonely because it is only occupied by Rafis alone. Perhaps, that's why a few years ago, Rafis chose to move out and live with his birth mother next door to Agya's house.

There were no photos there, so Agya could not know anyone who used to live here. There are only hanging lights that add to the classic impression.

This time Agya was taken to a room that contrasted with the rest of the room. This room seems modern with several personal computers and various musical instruments in it, especially the guitar.

"Music studio?" Agya turned her eyes to Rafis who greeted the young man with a small nod. Then, step back in with your hands still clinging to each other.

"If it's hard to sleep, I'm here" said Rafis.

Agya recalls with memories of the cancer hospital during Rafis' birthday. At that time he was amazed when he saw Rafis playing a guitar for children with cancer.

Agya's eyes were wide-eyed when he saw many award plaques displayed on the wall with the full name Rafis engraved inside. "Fis, you ..." Agya's speech paused as she read the inscription on the plaque carefully, "Songwriter?!"

Agya turned her body quickly towards Rafis, then looked at the young man demanding an explanation, "Creator of soundtrack songs of these many films?"

Rafis just laughed a little, then hugged Agya in a fit of anxiety. This is what he likes about Agya. The girl only knew him as a ignorant neighbor boy named Rafis.

Agya immediately took off her hug and still looked at Rafis asking for an explanation. Until, Rafis pinched his cheeks. "Tomorrow the interrogation, yes. Now you go to sleep. It's morning!"

Without waiting for the agreement, Rafis immediately pulled Agya into another room. A room with one large bed and a sofa and bookshelf nearby. There are only a few items in the room, so it seems spacious and neat.

"You sleep here, yeah." Rafis pushes Agya's body, into his room. However, he himself chose to remain standing outside the room. "If there's anything, call. I slept in the side room."

Rafis was about to close the door, when Agya held it by hand, to make Rafis raise his eyebrows. "Fearful?"

Agya did not answer. He just kept staring at Rafis and pulled the young man's hand to enter the room.

Both are silent. Stare deeply into each other's beads. Finally, Rafis opened his eyes slowly when a sweet and cold kiss came to his lips.

"Gya?" ravis' voice sounded hoarse as he called out the name. However, once again he was taken aback as Agya wrapped her hands around his neck and quickly slipped her lips back. This time it was longer and more demanding.

Rafis began to wrap her hands around Agya's slender hips. Then, close your eyes, enjoying all the flavors that are burning in the chest. So soft and full of caution.

Rafis slid Agya's body into bed without letting go of a kiss. His head began to feel dizzy from lack of oxygen, but he was still reluctant to let go.

Both breaths were hunting. The air around them suddenly felt hot. When Agya began to want to give up everything, he opened his eyes because suddenly Rafis released their pagutan.

Rafis smiled gently and gently rubbed Agya's hair lying underneath. The woman looked disappointed.

"You're precious to Gya and I'll treat you worthily as well." Rafis kissed Agya's long forehead, then returned smiling. "Now sleep! I'm with you until you're really asleep. Sweet dreams, sweetie."

***

Still sane, If? 😭