OWNER OF HEART

The Eps 50

‘Perhaps true, some authors hide in diction.’

Before continuing to read this story, let me tell you first, if what I have written from the beginning to the present, is a true story in my life. There's not really much interesting in it. But, if you have the patience to read it to the end, maybe the story of the four of us deserves to be listened to.

And one more thing, I'm sorry. If there are many parts of the story that I intentionally skipped. Because I am not a writer with the genre 21+++.

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Some people choose to leave because they do not want to hurt, some choose to leave because they do not want to get hurt.

The time is rolling so fast, the clock is darting towards one o'clock in the morning. Apparently, Rashid is still sound in a blue blanket. My eyes swept across the room. Then, my gaze stopped at a sight I had never seen before.

A face full of peace, he is not handsome, even arguably his level of good looks is still below average. And yet, for some reason. I enjoy every inch of this face sleeping in front of me. There is a little vibration in the heart. I don't know what it's called.

“Dek.... You're awake?” suddenly Rashid broke my banquet which was deliberately staring fixedly at him.

“Eh..I-iya..new to build Mas.” Tukasku.

I didn't expect that staring fixedly at Rashid's face would cause me instant amnesia. I once looked at Daffa's face. But why is Rashid different?

“Why you?” the typical hoarse voice of people waking up so still heard in both ears.

Is correct. I'm not only like someone with amnesia, but I also feel like my whole body is shivering. In fact, tonight the Ac room I accidentally did not turn on. Because I'm not feeling well. Because I feel less fit. So, feeling a little messed up? I don't know. What I'm feeling.

“Nnothin.. already one hour past, later Mas nganter Zaki.” As far as I am concerned, my voice sounded a little.

All of a sudden, Rashid snatched the phone located on the nightstand. I saw a message coming in.

When viewed from his gesture. Rasyid received a message from the traveler.

“Mas to the bathroom first, Adek come? Temanin Mas nganter Zaki to airport.”

Both of my eyes were rounded. Both of my earlobes seemed to bloom like amethyst blooms at nine in the morning.

“Ayu does not follow Mas.. Ayu at home aja.” For me, I should reject it ‘ right?

“Come on Deck, accompany your husband.”

“Can You Have Om Baginta?”

“Baginta not coming. He went to church in the morning. Fear not to hunt later until home.” Rashid is seen rushing from the top of the mattress, “Mas shower first, you are also ready huh?”

I can only nod, what else is this God?

*****

“Admisers just look on silently, without expecting back to be seen.”

A message from the traveler came in.

I stared at him from the rearview mirror hanging from the wheel of the car.

The three of us were in one car. I chose to sit in the back, Rashid was driving while the Traveler was sitting to the left of the wheel.

“Please don't be crazy. We are nobody! If Rashid finds out, he'll misunderstand.” A reply I sent to him.

Apparently, Rashid is focusing on driving.

“I'm still here, still with my old feelings, unchanged and never different. I'm also still sure, if you have the same feeling.”

This time, he uploaded a story wa, with a photo of a street that had just been captured on his advanced mobile phone.

I don't know. I don't know, there's a warm stream on both of my cheeks. Quickly I shed those tears. God, don't let me play with feelings I don't want to feel right now.

“Oh, yes, Ki. When you come back from Japan, you should get married. Your stay is not married one generation.”

Rashid broke the silence between the three of us.

“What is Ndan? I'm not Army.” He was, along with laughing.

“Yo is not tho. You promised me that I would marry you. You will follow cepet-cepet.”

The wanderer let go of his laughter, sounding a little depressed. Either just my feelings or how.”No candidates yet, Ndan?”

“Lho.. instead you had time to say to me, if you already have a candidate. Whahuh? You guys broke up?”

For a few seconds, the traveler was seen throwing his gaze at me through the rearview mirror. “Taken people.”

“Sure you lack fast motion, Ki.” Seloroh Rashid who ended with a laugh.

“Dek... you find a soul mate for a friend, Mas. Kasian later he became a weathered bujang.”

Spontaneous, I shook my head, “no.”

God, I shouldn't have answered that question in a sniffling voice. It would show, if I…. Ah, it would seem unethical if I mentioned the sentence.

“Yasudah tho Ki, if indeed he already belongs to someone else. That means you are indeed found not to be a soul mate. But, just to take a lesson from each of yourselves.” Again, Rashid tried to melt the atmosphere.

“He was taken by force, Ndan?”

“Forcibly how do you mean?”

“Entahlah.. but I'm sure, if she never loved her husband. It was clearly visible from the look in his eyes.” Occasionally, travelers steal a glance through the rearview mirror. Makes me a little uncomfortable.

Rashid is silent. He seemed to be focusing more on his wheel.

******

Tears that shed a sense of loss so deep. My isak is becoming. Memory about the initial introduction to the trip to the airport some time ago. The more darting on the head, then the tares make my heart even crumpled.

“Pengelana...” I said softly, barely heard by Rashid who was standing right next to me. We waved each other's hands, when we saw the traveler began to disappear amid the crowd of passengers who were about to board the pass.

“You why Dek?” tell Rashid to me. Maybe he's putting suspicion between me and the wanderer.

I shake my head strongly. Without me noticing, I had drowned in Rashid's arms.

Rashid stroked my headscarf, every once in a while, she kissed me on the forehead. Until I feel a little calm.

“Same story Mas. What really happened?” again, Rashid seemed to be really suspicious of me.

I shook my head, something stuck in my throat.

A warm hug came up to me again, the soft elbow on the shoulder seemed to be trying to calm me down. But, once it fell into the abyss of memories, it was hard to rise again.

“I'm a selfish woman, too concerned with heartbreak, but not catching the signal that Mas sent me.”

The man who is now trying to ease the overflow of my emotions continues to listen. He still has no comment.

“Mas repeatedly shows a sense of care and affection for Ayu? But Ayu...?”

Suasa silence, only the sound of a frenzy of people passing by us, which is still around Soekarno Hatta airport.

“Im sorry Ayu. Ayu shouldn't be so indifferent to Mas Rashid. Mas Rashid is entitled to Ayu.”

The man with the sweet black skin was still watching me with his eyes. There was an aura that instantly made me comfortable, trusting him. His blue shirt further exuded the kindness of his heart, giving off an impression of peace.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, then exhaled. Trying to relieve all the anger due to the injury that is too severe.

“We're home..”

*****

All the way back from the airport. We both speak a thousand languages. Rashid didn't dare ask me why I got that mysterious when the traveler left.

Arriving at the green house, Rashid suddenly got out of the car without waiting for me to get out of the car.

While I was able to master all my emotions, lying on the brown sofa in this green room.

“Adek want breakfast what?” the question was soft and slow, as if to lull me over. I feel like I'm not opening my eyes. “You want fried rice?”

I reopened my eyes. Look at the white ceiling of the room. The breeze of the morning wind from the open window seemed to caress my body.

“Mas?”

“Iya? What's up Dek?”

“Mas not angry with Ayu?”

I started crying again. Removing all the rest of the emotions I've been harboring for months.Tears are sliding, as hard as the shadows of the past keep appearing in my head.

All the memories with Traveler, when he promised to always make me happy, as he tried to comfort me with all his silliness and every romantic song I used to think I don't know. Until he said if he would sail with someone. It was such a great day of heartbreak for me. Even though we are not lovers. During knowing the Traveler I tried to harbor feelings, likes, pain and even disappointment. More about Rosa.

“Adek should know, Mas can't be angry at most. Especially the same people who Mas dear." slithernya, then breathe and throw it ashore. " Mad who apologized, for forcing the will to marry you. If only Mas knew, you and Zaki had more than just friends. Mas also will not force Mom to immediately propose to you.”

My crying is getting better. Sometimes I sniffle. Rashid tried to catch me.

“Shirt has nothing to do with Zaki. We are just good friends.”

I was even honest with Rashid, if our relationship was really just a friend. My best friend called it that.