
The meeting was like a miracle to me. For more than 5 years I have been waiting for my first love. I always imagined that we would meet, look at each other, and that 5 years would be erased by the reawakening surge of love. The tempest that used to wait for the right time but fell asleep before burning beautifully.
I was so sure our meeting after such a distance and time was the perfect time to bring together the embers of my love and her.
And it did happen. The distance and time that separated us seemed to disappear without trace when I saw it. He's still as handsome as the man in my memory with his short black hair. Still have an angel-like smile. And his voice, I really miss his baritone voice.
But just before the embers of our love fused, the bully came again. He always comes and interrupts. Like the Chinese Wall that always separates the embers of my love and Brother Andre, he is always there.
That's one of the reasons I hate him.
But like our previous interactions at High School, Andre stopped our hateful argument. Although that time was not the hatred I saw in his eyeballs. But I don't give a shit.
“Can we stay at your place? I haven't had time to look for lodging,” my angel asked and of course I nodded. I could never refuse him and I just realized what he said was ‘we’.
“Thank you, Gis. Sorry troublesome. We won't be long kok.”
“Kakak plan how long is it here?” I was half hoping. Forgetting the presence of the bully for a while.
“It looks like the fastest week. At most 2 weeks,” the man replied and I must accept he will also stay together. But I immediately threw away my face. I didn't want to waste my attention on her for even 1 second. I want to focus my attention on Brother Andre whom I miss so much.
I walked next to Brother Andre and listened to his always interesting story. The man walked behind us, not spouting another word.
I don't know why it makes me wonder about him. I've been trained to ignore him when he talks, but when he just walks in silence, I get worried.
I told you I have a big heart and even though he's my enemy, I still worry about him when he's not as usual. People are not easy to change and the changes are quite big. I'm sure something is wrong and I don't want the change to have a negative impact on me or Andre.
But I remained sincerely worried about him, not just for fear of thinking about what the plan was behind all his strange attitudes. Although at that time, it also crossed my mind that it was just one of his evil plans.
We didn't walk long enough before we got to Grandma's. I'm sure grandma wouldn't mind my friend staying at her house. Especially so far there is no man who can be used for his energy around the house. And no less important, grandma there will be a interlocutor during my time at school.
I wanted to hear more of Brother Andre's story, but I became more and more thinking about the change of my enemies. It would have been much better for all of us if he had realized his mistake and intended to make amends for it all. I think I can forgive him. I think I want to forgive him.
"Grandmother, I'm home,” I shouted as I entered the house. Grandma came out of her room and I can tell you it's pretty weird that grandma wasn't surprised to see these two foreign men behind me. I didn't think much of it at the time because my head was already full of the man I always dreamed of and the man I somehow had a hard time getting out of my mind.
"This is my friend, Brother Andre, and... Reza. Can they stay here for 1 or 2 weeks?”
"of course. Gisel so no need to accompany grandma every day,” said grandma saw the two men beside me. "You have to get her to have fun. Spend time here as well as possible.”
"He should have taken us around,” Brother Andre teased me.
Grandma laughed glad there was a new friend to tease me. Grandma is young and loves to joke. It also made us familiar quickly.
"Once you guys rest first. Let Gisel prepare lunch for you. Grandma wants to rest first,” grandma let us use the house freely and even told me to cook for both guests. "Gisel must mean a lot to you,” Grandma said in passing before opening the door of her room.
"T-not really. I only accompanied Brother Andre while on vacation,” my enemy suddenly responded to the words of grandmother that I had not thought much about before.
“Hahaha," grandma just laughed lightly. "Whatever you say. But don't do things you'll regret.”
With the last message that I did not understand again, Grandma went into her room. It made me want to think about whether there was a deeper meaning to the short conversation that had just taken place, but there were more important things I had to do.
I showed you the room that the two men were going to use. The only empty room left in the house and that means they will either sleep in the room or one should sleep on the living room sofa.
"The journey here is quite long, you rest. I'll prepare lunch.”
I saw them put down the backpacks and let them organize themselves about room division. I also started to feel hungry considering I didn't eat at school. This morning stew soup is still there and only needs to be heated. I chose to make fried eggs so we could eat right away.
Brother Andre suddenly stood next to me breaking eggs in a frying pan
"Can I help you?”
I'm glad to see him wanting to help. He's been helping me since our first meeting. I remember when my shoes were broken because of the punishment for running because of late ceremony. Brother Andre who saw me immediately helped and that's how I know him. He is friendly and very nice. He is also handsome and smart. Obviously she is a favorite upperclassman and her name is always mentioned in the gossip between girls.
Ah, although you may not believe it, but I'm not in love at first sight. He always helps me. He's my hero. I would be a fool not to fall in love with such a perfect man.
"No need. It's also over soon. Brother rest only.”
Brother Andre walked away and it kind of made me regret rejecting his offer. But it turned out that he was just sitting on the dining table chair facing towards me. Honestly, it makes my heart feel warm.
Okay, I feel like we're a newlywed couple. It's been my dream since I fell in love with her.
"I'll stay out of here, then. I haven't seen you in a long time.”
It was fortunate that I turned my back on him because I could feel the heat on my cheeks flushing easily and my facial muscles started to move strangely. It was really a romantic moment for me and I thank you for the first time, the demon didn't bother me even if he was on the roof with us.
Again, I don't know why I even thought about it. I had gotten too used to his arrival which destroyed the atmosphere and it made me unable to believe that I was experiencing this moment peacefully. That's how she bothers me.
"Aren't we still often video calls?” I try to hide my shame.
"That's different from seeing you in person. Besides, it's been almost a year since I haven't seen you.” I looked towards Brother Andre.
I just remembered I was cut off from the outside world because of a difficult signal on the island. At least I try to contact my family and my best friend, Imel, every month through a letter that makes me realize the great meaning of writing a letter. And it made me find a new hobby. Nostalgia and sincerity I always felt from the letters I wrote even though I had not received a single reply.
Only sometimes Imel messages get into my HP when it gets a pretty good signal. But Imel was also so busy with his life and work that he only gave me the important and current news I needed when I was going back to my hometown.
"Sorry Brother. I'm just saying I went in my last email. But back then I was really overzealous and forgot everything.”
"No problem. I just wish I'd come back sooner.”
I saw Brother Andre's face implying sadness. I miss him and want to see him soon, but I never blame him for leaving. I knew that was his way of life. That's the best choice for him.
"That's it, there's no need to talk about that anymore. Isn't Brother here now and we meet again?” Brother Andre just smiled a little. "Oh yeah, how did you know I was here? Brother asked my mama? Or Imel?”
Brother Andre shook his head slowly. "I did contact Imel to ask about your situation. But he was out of town and Reza finally met me. That's why I came with him.”
Fortunately, I had put the eggs I fried on the plate and put the pan back on the stove so that I did not make an uproar with a level of shock that was far above normal.
"Reza?! How could he know?!”
"Imel didn't tell you anything? They're friends now. If you want to know the story, just ask the person directly,” Kak Andre pointed to the figure who just came out of the guest room. "I don't have the right to tell it.”
I immediately focused my attention on my nemesis. There were a lot of questions that came to my mind but somehow all got stuck in my throat. Then there was only one question left, was he still the person I had known?
"I almost died of hunger. When can we start eating?” he cut my mind. Okay, that's like her usual. It was a tone that usually irritated me but this time I was too shocked and confused to respond. Maybe he's not as different as I thought. But maybe he's not the same as he used to be.
He walked over to me and took the plate with the egg I had just cooked and brought it to the dinner table as if he used to help me. Brother Andre stood up and took the plates and other cutlery. The two of them prepared the dining table like they had lived in the house for a long time and I was just petrified. My eyes follow the figure of a man I should not care about.
"Let's eat. You haven't eaten, have you?” he asked confidently and I asked again who was in front of me. Why did he have to show up? Why is he different? Wh why?