RAGIL (First Love)
NINETEEN
Eyes sometimes not clear to see and miss that has always been embedded. Sorry if I missed you all this time.
-ragile
After bidding farewell with the two brides, Azka and Saga immediately walked out of the building. They immediately headed for Saga's old green-colored Astina bottle. After Saga inserts the key and opens it, Azka immediately slips into the car.
"Sorry for today. I buy you to eat outside. Come on" Take Azka after the two close the door beside them. Saga started the engine and drove the car to the dining area they agreed.
The weekend always makes the streets of Bandung densely creeping. About 45 minutes of being on the road on an empty stomach, making Saga a little frenzied. They immediately went in and picked out any desks that were empty. Azka's hand waved at the servant who was standing not far from them. After mentioning their order, the waiter moved towards the kitchen, relayed the order to the chef and stood around the place again.
"So who is he?" Saga couldn't bear to not ask.
"Emm, he's the guy I told you about first"
"really?" So, the sender of the letter wasn't the same man Azka was telling him about? So who is that man? . Sagas.
"Yes" Azka smiled, her expression showing relief. The silent glare of his eyes that radiated during his conversation with the man he met in the building was no longer visible.
"Are you happy you met him?" ask Saga to know.
"Hard-to-express. I feel more relieved Ga. Well, you know the story? we were close for a long time. Then separated! and like me, she was very hurt" Azka sighed, "I always wanted to meet her after that breakup. Just want to say that the separation is not his fault, nor anyone's fault. And today I met, albeit unintentionally, and managed to say that. I've apologized in person, the very thing I wanted to do. I'm relieved Ga. I'm kind of in spite of the huge debt all this time" Azka realized she's been talking too much. Azka realized that Saga was looking at her with a somewhat different gaze, It made her a little misbehaved.
"I've talked too much, hahaha. I'm sorry" Azka finally said.
"Thank God, if the guilt has succeeded you redeemed sister"
"Yes, Alhamdulillah. I really hope after this everything will be fine" Azka said expectantly
"Me too" Hopefully so with our relationship as well. Saga spoke in his heart.
The waiter who came to deliver the order, paused their conversation. They ate in silence, there was no chatter whatsoever. Both are soluble in each other's activities, or perhaps their individual thoughts. After the food and drinks were washed off their plates, Azka immediately invited Saga to go home. Saga complied without saying. He only sees Azka paying for all the orders they eat, then walks side by side to the beautiful bottle-green Astina parked at the end of the parking lot.
Saga's thoughts still drift at his meeting with someone he believes has a story in Azka's life. Until now, he had never heard of any other story other than his story with a man he had just known named Rasya. But in fact, that person is not the same as the one who left a piece of paper with a longing tone that until now He has not given to Azka.
"Ga?" Call Azka from the left side of the wheel
"Yes?" Saga glanced at him, then stared back at the street.
"Why are you being diem?"
"Again my sister" replied Saga briefly. He turned his car when he entered the residential gate where Azka rented. The car stops right in front of the rented house with a neat looking yard.
"Sorry yes, make it today" Azka said before saying goodbye.
"Why apologize?" asked Saga, his hand had removed the steering wheel which he had been holding tightly.
"It's okay. Sorry to have dared to come to your house, sorry for the incident at the party" said Azka still in her place.
"That's not the thing to ask sorry sister" Saga still looked straight ahead. "Oiya, in two days I will follow Mr. Sam to Bangkok. There are research projects and seminar activities. Mr. Sam asked me to accompany him" Saga switched the conversation.
"Yeah? Good though. Yes carefully. How long's it been there?" Azka asked as she removed the seatbelt that was holding her body.
"Two weeks. Brother don't miss ya" Saga laughed, the atmosphere was more fluid than a few seconds before.
"Ahaha, you are. I must have missed Ga. Who's going to take me to lunch on campus? I also have to read my own book while I wait for class" Azka chatted,
"You wait for me. Don't go anywhere" said Saga. Azka involuntarily nodded her head. Azka fluttered in place, not intending to get out of the seat in the car. A moment of silence ambushed both of them. The voice of Fiersa Besari accompanied the silence with her song, Home.
We are separated, but not separated
A stretch of kilometers, for you I will
Cuddled by you, baby, I'm going home
Saga muttered a little following the sound of music. Sometimes he glanced at Azka who was still still glued in place. He looks like he is smiling.
After a few minutes Azka enjoyed the music from the radio in the car, Azka said goodbye. He went down and looked down at the side of the car door. Saga lowered the window glass. Azka waving that retorted by Saga.
"Come on Brother"
"OKAY. Until we meet again" said Azka and then back and turn. His body disappeared behind the slow pounding of the rented door. Saga was still behind the wheel. Slowly he pulled the dashboard drawer and took out his wallet. He grabbed the paper tucked inside. He still remembered the face of the person who left this. The man was with Tama, Azka's friend whom they met while at the foodcourt. Why did He choose to leave it and not give it away? And was the man so confident that he would not open the piece of paper?
Where you been all this time?
The angel who's 'me later
Why are we found now?
Maybe it's my fault I missed you
'Not looking for you with all my heart, I'm sorry
How are you, who waited so long?
R.A
Saga frowned at the initials written at the end of the letter. He hadn't noticed it all this time. Did he ever see the emblem? But where? What does that emblem mean? Who exactly is that man? Is it true Azka is always waiting for her? But why does He who knows so much look forward to not even want to meet?
Ah, it feels like Saga wants to scream. He felt guilty about hiding the letter. It's been more than a week that he's kept it. But, Azka had just opened a new path for her. Why did He have to painstakingly ruin it by giving a piece of paper that was left to him by who knows? Those thoughts were hunting down Saga, It felt like his head was about to break thinking too many questions about a person behind a piece of paper that He was holding at the moment.
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Saga had just arrived at the lobby of the shopping mall that he had come to with Azka. A call from Mr. Sam makes him have to leave the girl alone. From far away Saga sees Tama, a friend whom Azka had introduced. He is not alone, but with a man Saga does not recognize. They seem to be having a serious conversation. Tama repeatedly pulled the other man's arm, as if preventing him from entering the shopping center. Tama talks seriously to him, but then he stops talking when the corner of his eye catches Saga's presence there. He then said something to the man that Saga could not hear. The two approach Saga, after a hasty, unidentified man Saga writes something on a piece of paper he took from his bag.
"Please give this to Azka"
"May I know what your name is?" saga asked one of the men in front of her.
"Azka will know from whom" he said
"OK" Saga stuffed the piece of paper into her jacket. "Why not be given directly? Azka's still upstairs"
"We say goodbye first. Thanks ya" Saga could finally just nod off letting go of the two.
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The sound of a phone ringing from his cellphone resuscitated the daydream that flashed about the incident about a week ago that was splashed on his head. He reached into his pants pocket, a phone call from Azka.
"Hello"
"Hey, why are you still outside? Did you go to college? Wanna stop by?" ask Azka's cheerful voice on the phone. Saga turned towards the door of Azka's rented house. The girl stood there.
"No, I used to check a few things. This is going to the campus" said Saga while lowering the window glass in the part where Azka was sitting.
"Okay, be careful Ga" Azka said as she waved from her front home.
"Ready. I go first" he said with a smile towards Azka who was still waving.
The phone connection was cut off by Saga. He reinserted the paper he had put out into the dashboard. He slipped it between his notebooks and stacked it with his wallet there. He turned the wheel of his car, made the car then turn the direction. He honked the honking sign to Azka, who was still standing at the door of his house.
