
I chuckled softly as all those events re-emerged in my memory. To make Sandra snap her finger to make me come back to my senses. The two corners of my lips were perfectly attracted while looking at him who with a confused face looked at me. Just a few sentences I read from the novel that opens in this hand, even making my memory far float, continue to imagine the story of the past.
“But! You are so freak, I swear!” reprimand Sandra in wonder as she furrowed her brows. “Why the hell?”
“Nothing. This is a funny novel.” I reasoned.
Sandra thieved in annoyance while grumbling. Looks like the job is done, because he closed his laptop earlier. She also started enjoying a piece of cake she ordered earlier, red velvet. “Your work is done?” I asked him who was looking at his plate. He's nodding.
“Adell!” Suddenly someone called my name, like calling me surprised. I turned to the source of the voice and found a man named Bobby. He turned out to be the owner of a voice that sounded so typical in my ears.
Bobby was a friend of mine. Ah no, more precisely Reza's friend who eventually also became my friend because of events in the past.
A smile I developed for him who walked over and greeted him. “Hei! How are you?”
“Good.” He thrust out his hand which by reflex my finger greeted him. “How are you doing? Both then? Reza where?” cercanya asked.
Damnit damnit! I cursed in my heart. Why should this question come up at a time like this? I smiled again, this time a forced smile while glancing at Sandra occasionally who also laughed softly. I don't know what to laugh at. “I'm good. Yes, we are just two.”
“Office hours break, huh? I haven't seen Reza in a long time, he's been so rarely go with the cake first.” Bobby told me a little.
“Oh, yes? I haven't seen him in a long time either. So do not know as well anyway,” replied I try to be polite.
“Loh, it's not like you guys are always together, huh?”
“Iya anyway, but you guys are fine, ‘kan?”
I just nodded with a thin smile. Then Bobby said goodbye because his wife had called. Bobby already has a wife. In the past, Reza had brought me to his house several times, just to relax when his wife was out of town.
After the disappearance of Bobby from behind the room divider, Reza's shadow again shackled my mind. Not only the image of his face, but the whole attitude he had shown me first, instantly filled the contents of this brain. Making me instantly pensive until finally back to remember where when Reza asked to end our closeness.
“Del! Adella!” call Sandra to wake me up from a daydream of grief tragedy some time ago.
“What?” I'm staring.
“Still can't escape Reza?” ask Sandra plain.
I sighed violently, bowing my head to my drinking glass containing a coffee latte.
“You haven't told me about Reza. Lastly, a few months ago, you said she wanted to meet him. After that, you never want to talk about her again. Though before always his name is what you call.” Sandra began to scold me with questions stabbing her.
“I don't want to talk about that anymore.” I bowed my face, staring blankly at my drinking glass.
“You've changed since then, Del! Be quieter and always go home faster. After months, this time you want me to take you out again from the office and apartment.” Sandra tried her hardest to tell me the missing part of my life.