OPACAROPHILES

15. Father's Day of Departure

It was almost late at night but Cinta was still reluctant to get up from her seat in the flower shop chair. The shop had been closed since thirty minutes ago but he still wanted to sit down for a while. While being washed away in his mind, the sound of a phone call from Om Detective made Love surprised and picked him up quickly.

"Love, where are you now?" asked Detective Om who was now in his dark room.

"I-I'm again the shop, Om," replied a vibrating-sounding Love.

"Love, are you all right?" the voice of Detective Om sounded very worried.

"Love is not papa, Om," said Cinta with sobs that are very contrary to what he just said.

"Om get there now, yeah, love!. You don't go anywhere" said Detective.

"Today, the fifth anniversary of the death of Father, Om," said Love with a cry that is now increasingly clear to hear.

"You go home, yeah, you can't do anything now but go home. Love understands, right?" asked Detective in a firm voice. She asks Cinta to come home because she fears Cinta will do the thing she does every year when she commemorates the anniversary of her father's departure, he went to the place where his father was shot and would remain there until dawn.

"I want to see Dad" said Love with a hoarse voice.

"No, Love. You go home now, or Om go there?" threatened Detective.

"I miss Dad, hiks.... I want to see Dad, Om, hiks..," the cry of Love broke again making his shoulders shake violently.

"Love, Om go there, do not turn off his phone," after that Om Detective immediately passed using his car with the sound of Love crying that fills their phone connection. Om Detective arrived quickly and immediately approached Love that is still as hot as.

"We go home, yes," asks Detective Om who embraces Love's shoulder to get up and get in the car. On the path of Love just keep looking outwards. Every year, Detective leads Love home. Because, only Detective Om remembers the anniversary of his father's departure other than Love. The jovial and smiling love will transform every July 30th into the scarred, weak, and fragile figure of Love as it is tonight.

"Love, have you eaten?" asked Detective.

"Not yet, Om," replied Love in a hoarse voice.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" said Detective Om with a hand that wiped the top of the girl's head next to him.

"I just want to meet Dad," said Cinta as she looked at Detective Om with a sad look.

"Love, you can't believe it, yeah. Remember our task now is no longer to weep over Dad's departure, but to seek answers to Dad's departure. Don't you forget our goal?" asked Detective.

"I remember, Om. But until when do we look for answers without a clue like this?," replied Love with a heavy sigh.

"How much have we done so far? Om I don't think we've done anything big, have we?" replied Detective with a warm smile.

"Om right. We haven't done a big thing yet" muttered Love quietly.

"But, Love, for the next two years Om will be moved in another city. Love should focus on learning while here, so later when Om comes back here. We can do a big thing, to find the answers," said Detective Om.

"Love knows, Om. Focus on the same job, Om. Love will help you find more information here, "reply with a forced smile.

"Love knows, we all love the same Love. Friends Love, Mother, Om, even Om Chandra also love the same Love. Love should not feel alone, Cinta can contact Om whenever Cinta needs Om," said Om Detective when his car he stopped in front of the Love House Gang.

"Yes, Om. Love wants to say thank you very much for Om, for all that Om has done for Love and Dad. Om like an angel sent to Love when Love again needs a lot of help then even now. Thank you very much, Om. Until we meet for two more years," said Cinta with a quick movement he hugged the burly body of Om Detective who was like his father.

"Get yourself well, yes, Love," Love nodded in return in the arms of Detective Om.

"Love in, Om. Thank you so much for taking Love home," said Cinta while waving her hand to Om Detective.

Love walked into the alley of his house with heavy footsteps to step. Now, he must fight alone to continue his father's case. And Love will do its best to get its answer.

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The sound of birds chirping that sounded loud made Luka open her eyes and stretch her body. He immediately got up from his sleep and began to tidy up his bedroom. When he stepped his foot to exit the room, a noisy sound was heard from the lower floor making Luka immediately head to the source of the sound. Cetta and Mizka are packed in Cetta's room.

"Where are you going?" asked Luka who made the two look surprised and answered Luka's question calmly.

"Mas Cetta wants to go out of town, kayak service usually," replied Mizka who was helping Cetta put several pairs of shoes in a suitcase.

"How long is this?" said Luka, who sat in the chair next to Cetta, who was packing her clothes.

"Two years, Luka," replied Cetta.

"Kenapa kali ini lama banget? Biasanya cuman 7 bulan," kata Luka dengan wajah datarnya.

"Mas just follow the rules. Most of you are big, you can take care of yourself. The proof is that you are fine all this time every Mas just left," said Cetta with a distinctive smile.

"But this time is too long, and suddenly," Luka replied.

"Mas who deliberately tell her suddenly, because Mas does not want to see you sulking all day do not want to talk to Mas," ledek Cetta makes Mizka laugh lightly when remembering every moment that Cetta had to go to work in another city for several months. Luka will definitely lock herself up and not want to talk at all with Cetta or Mizka. Because usually Cetta tells Mizka first before Luka. And it makes Luka feel as if she is still considered a child, even though the reality is that Luka is still like a child just look at how angry she is at Cetta and Mizka. Quietly without speaking, just like a girl who was angry with her boyfriend.

"I'm not a child anymore, Mom," Luka replied.

"When did Mas say you were like a child?" asked Cetta, who made Luka throw her face off.

"Oh yeah, there's a message I'd like to send you both. Take care of yourself, do not fight constantly, and do not hesitate to make a phone Mas if there is anything. And one more thing, after two years of leaving, I want to hear good news from you. Whatever the origin of the good news, the same promise Mas yes!," said Cetta while embracing the shoulders of the two boys who he had considered like his own sister.

"We need some good news, Mom. The most expected good news is that Luka dared to reveal love, yes, Mas?," replied Mizka while nudging Luka's elbow with a smile on her feet.

"Yes dong, wait for the good news, Luka!."

"Come," Luka replied, and after that he left Mizka and Cetta in the room.

"Mizka, there's one more thing I want to leave you. Love here, yes, I do not know what will happen to Love for the next two years. But, Mas asked Mizka to make sure Love is safe here. Mas believe in Mizka, take care of Love and Luka well, yes," said Cetta with her hand on Mizka's shoulder and tighten her.

"Mas, Mizka will do her best for Love and Wounds. Be calm, yes, they will be fine here" Mizka replied with confidence.

Three years ago.

"This is the tomb of her Father Love" Cetta told Mizka, who nodded in her voice.

"Dad Cinta died two years ago because he was shot by a stranger who until now has not been revealed who did it. Mas met Cinta right at the scene where Love is not okay with tears continuously coming out of his eyes. Mas helps Love because Mas knows, Luka really likes the girl. Although Mas at that time was not sure that Love was the girl who had been looking for her existence. Mas want, you keep this secret until the fate that brings them together at the same time. We want you to take good care of Luka and Love when Mas can not take care of them directly. I believe in you, Mizka," explained Cetta.

"Mas, what if they are not meant to be together even though we have tried to unite them?" asked Mizka with a confused look.

"Mas sure, true love always knows the direction of his way home even though it is as difficult as anything to get to his destination. Mas can see from how fate brought the two of them together then the universe brought Mas with Love also makes Mas sure that, the universe pingin Mas be an introduction to the two meet. This way, I want to bring them together. But not later for now. Later after they realize that they love each other and need each other," replied Cetta who made Mizka nod understanding*.

"We made a happy ending to Luka and Love, yes" Cetta said.

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Love returned home that night with a face of lackluster, without the sweet smile that he usually always showed to anyone. But tonight he asked the moon for understanding to grieve as he pleased without pretending to be okay as he usually does.

"If it hadn't happened that day, now I still have two great heroes by my side. Now that Detective is gone, Dad is gone, Cala is gone, who else is going? Is my life just to watch a departure?" muttered Love as she stepped her foot into the house with tears still flowing from her beautiful eyes.

"Why does it feel so painful, living among so many stories of departure?. As if my job was to deliver, "Love chuckles when remembering her life's overly dramatic destiny, just around going and losing.

When the footsteps of Love wanted to enter the yard of the house he saw the figure of Tyra who was sitting with a cold face that he always showed since the last five years. Love swallowed her with difficulty. The memories of five years ago always revolved around his recollection every time he saw Tyra. Making the guilt that continues to haunt him all this time is getting bigger.

"Non't you sleep? It's night," said Love after venturing out to greet Tyra.

"Basi lo, go there," retorted Tyra who was staring at hateful Love.

"Until when, brother, are we in a cold war like this? I want us to go back to kayak first, Sis," asked Love with a face full of tears.

"We'll never turn around again, because you can't bring back those who left first because of you!," Tyra replied with a sharp eye.

"Is all this my fault, brother? Do I want Father and Sister Cala to leave? No, Brother, no. I don't want any of this to happen either" the cry of Love broke out again making Tyra smile on her side.

"This is all wrong! Salah lo!," said Tyra with emphasis.

"If you don't get spoiled and ask Dad to buy what you want, I won't lose them. Because you were born, I lost a lot of attention, Cala. Because I'm so far from Dad. Because lo, I live like this now. ALL THIS IS WRONG LO LOVE!," cried Tyra with a face reddened with anger. Love bowed in fear with shaky shoulders and crying out loud.

"Sorry, Brother. I'm sorry.., I ruined everything that was supposed to belong to Brother. I'm sorry that I was born in this world and became the destroyer of your happiness. Sorry, sister, I made Brother lose Father and Sister Cala," said Love on the sidelines of his cries.

"Lo know, I don't want to live like this. But the shadow of that departure always haunts me. I hate you so much, love! I hate the same lo!," Tyra replied with a hand ready to slap Love's face but just before the hand touched Love's cheek another hand held Tyra's hand.

"Don't touch, Love," she said with great emphasis as she slammed Tyra's hand and hid Love's body behind her.

"Oh so this, hero lo. Yep, your life is always protected by as many heroes of misfortune, even though the one they protect is a killer," tyra said with his evil laughter made the man who was now standing before him stare at Tyra's face sharply.

"Hero is never wrong. We go from here, Love," invite the man while touching the body of Love that is still as hot as crying.

"In fact, he was wrong but remained in martial. How am I the same? My life lost its direction without knowing the way home. He lived well after what he did, great yes," Tyra said with a gaze that led to Love and the figure of the man who was now far from his home.

"I want to go home, Luka," said Love, releasing the embrace of Luka and wiping her tear-soaked eyes.

"Don't now, Brother Lo is no longer healthy emotions," Luka replied.

"I want to go home, I want to go home, Luka," cried Love broke again and almost fell down in case Luka did not hold her body.

"We ate first, you must have not eaten," Luka re-wetted the body of Love and they both went into the cafe which was not far from there.

Love sat down with her face lowered, her hair in a mess with the flower shop clothes still attached to her body. The wounds that sit next to Love are just silent letting Love calm itself.

"Gue order a meal first, you wait here," Luka slowly got up from her seat, but just now she was about to leave Love, his hands he held back by the cold hand belonging to Love that made Luka stop.

"I don't want to eat, Luka. I want you to be here," said Love in her raucous voice.

"Gue's not going anywhere, you wait a minute, yeah," Luka let go of Love's hand and immediately passed to order food. And not long after that Luka had come with two boxes of chocolate and two glasses of ice choco latex.

"Lo likes chocolate?," asked Luka when she had returned to sit next to Love. Little nods Love makes smile Wounds rise.

"If so eat the chocolate," said Luka made Love raise his head.

"Luka, I'm fine. You don't need to believe it," Love's reply made Luka shudder briefly in return.

"What's so hard about saying that lo cape? You are not a robot, you are a human who can also cape and cry. Why are you so bad about yourself? You also need to rest times, you can not be this bad as yourself," said Luks with his hand now folded in the chest.

"If you don't want to tell me the same story, yeah, it's okay. But you can't always say you're okay because the fact is that even the baby knows that you're not okay anymore" continued Luka.

"When lo cape and lo cry does not mean you are weak, it is natural as a human being. That is not natural when you maxain yourself to cover everything you feel for the sake of others. You care too much about each other until you forget the same yourself that much more need to care about you."

"Luka, you're right. It turns out I'm that bad as myself. And thank you, for tonight. You are here for me" Love said with a smile that was forced to look sincere.

I don't like to see you cry like that, Love. If I knew why you were crying for what. Inner Wound murmured slowly.

"Lo want to go home now? Let me take you,"

"No need, I can go home alone, really," replied Love with a smile.

"Yes already if that is so," said Luka while inserting a box of chocolate that does not Love eat into the paper bag for Love take home.

"Make a meal at home later, who knows you need a sweet one," Luka handed the paper bag to Cinta.

"Again, thank you very much, Luka," Love soon passed home on foot. Time has shown ten o'clock at night, a little creepy but Love is not too afraid of ghosts, which Love fears only loss.

"Tonight, I went through two phases of life simultaneously. The departure of Detective Om, and the arrival of Luka in my life. I just realized, that it turns out the arrival is more fun than loss. But for me, loss will always be a life story that is never forgotten even though it is very unpleasant to remember,"