Recycling

Shouldering the burden of the mind; hovering in the wishful thinking

I returned as usual, leading the heart to honor the guest I now met. The guest is a longing, a longing that greatly outlines the limits of the fire of patience.

Gently stroking the quiet soul with a simple smile, capable of crushing the anxiety I now feel, giving one color in a questionable life.

I sighed, took it out slowly, inhaled it, then exhaled it.

I began to silence my mouth more and more wanting to say it. Saying a word that neither pair of ears would want to hear that somehow I don't want to hear. Saying a word that causes a leak of feelings to the woman I love.

I turned off the phone that was near me, I didn't want to touch the phone that added to the longing. Every time I hold a cell phone, I look at the photo of the woman I love.

I assume better, I write things that are in the mind, who knows it removes the burden of the mind.

Just like that, the note was written by me, a painful note of feelings. In fact, I carry all the painful things with writing, even though I still feel unable to bear it.

I often even go on vacation to get rid of all those feelings. Go to pleasant natural attractions. Avoiding direct contact with the woman I love.

“I don't understand after this feeling arises, I don't want to approach it even I stay away from it,” I muttered looking at the surrounding scenery.

Shortly after, I decided to quit the job that had been weighing on my feelings, starting a new life that was much more exciting than approaching love that destroyed my calm mind.

My close friends, even my coworkers, deeply regret the decision I made. They seemed sad when they heard that I was going to stop working.

“Friends, why did you leave, please stay here.”

“I can no longer be here friend.”

“Lantas what was your reason for choosing to leave this job?”

“Nothing I just want to feel the new atmosphere.”

My new job remains the same, being a delivery man but in a different place.

“I was lucky to be able to leave before Wapta saw me,” I murmured in my heart as I rubbed my chest and sighed.

I completely avoided and did not want to see Wapta again, I chose to bury that raw feeling, and hoped that the ground sucked that feeling until no one could dig it up and find out.

The phone rang, the name of the woman I loved was calling my phone, but I did not want to answer it, instead chose to turn off the phone, throw it into the river.

“I don't need a phone anymore.” I snapped at myself.

However, my actions were without a second thought, I threw it away.

“Gosh ... I'm so naive!” I said hold the jidat.

Then, I looked for it again and picked it up like trash then rushed home and put the phone into rice, because it has become a surefire way that many people use to save phones dying from deadly water.

After a 24-hour turnaround I checked the phone, and it went on, accompanied by a call history that counted 120 times.

So many ... I don't want to ignore it. Then I deleted all call history. Just now what happened yesterday, I was so naive, immediately throw away the phone without a mind, now this mind is clear, I prefer to throw away the card I use. For me it was a more effective way, replacing new cards, starting a new life.

“I need to see my friend to share this story I've been through. Chances are he has a solution to overcome all the burdens I feel,” I thought I was enveloping the cold that hit the mood, it was as if the cold froze my heart in loving the figure of the woman I had thrown away from my mind.

My friend who had met me earlier in the coffee shop, this time I sent my friend to the house that I had just moved in yesterday afternoon.

***

Shortly after that, my friend came knocking on the door and I opened the door.

“Not anything friends, I was just carrying the burden of the mind, and therefore I felt hovering at angan.” With a face that looks sad, as my friend said. I let him in, when he entered the house, he was immediately surprised to see the state of the house that looked messy.

“What is this love problem? the one you told me about at the coffee shop before, friend.”

"Yes, this is indeed a problem that the other day I said.”

“What's with all this? your house looks like a cage I saw yesterday in a cow farm friend, I'm sorry my friend said it excessively.”

“I was not excited, I kept thinking about it, until I forgot to clean up the house and leave things scattered everywhere.” I said with a little smile that adorned the face so that he did not think I was sad, but the look of the face was still visible even though I tried to cause a smile.

“Pacify yourself friend, I came to help with the problem you are now feeling.” he said as he patted my back.

“Thank you friend, you have always helped me in distress.”

“No need to thank me friend, just tell me Then your problem friend, I will listen to him.”

I told him all the things that had happened, he was a good listener, also understood how to eliminate and find a solution in a wise direction.

***

“After I heard your story, friend, I understood what you were doing now, but you were weird, man. You leave the job you've always liked and leave him with no news at all, is this how you've scratched him a wound? What if he loves you? and you left it without permission first.”

“Friends, why are you defending him? But what you said, was not what I imagined, I thought this was the best for me and I assumed he didn't like me.”

“That's you, friend. You always don't understand the situation. If you're in that woman's position that you didn't tell and disappear how you responded, he even called you 120 times and now you're throwing the card away and moving house without his knowledge. Where's the mind you used to develop, friend.”

“You are too grumbling friend,” I said by stopping his words.

“I'm not grumbling, you're asking me for advice and input, but this is purely your fault. I can't help you, I'm leaving here for fear of disturbing your mind, friend.”

“Alright, I will follow the advice you gave me and I will meet him to confirm the words you said to me just now.”

Hearing that, he smiled, “Good then, I hope he doesn't hate you, friend.”

“Thank you for the advice you gave, how about we have a coffee for a while.”

“Ah ... No need I want to go now.” said he started to stand up and was about to leave.

I feel guilty. Then, I asked, “Why did you choose to leave, are you angry with me because I am like this?”

“No! That's not it, my friend, I just have business that can't be left.”

“Alright, hopefully another day we can chat more, and enjoy coffee together.”

He laughed instead and said, “Haha ... Maybe at another meeting, you'll meet me with my wife.”

“What!? are you kidding me, friend.”

“No, I'm not kidding, I'm serious friend, the business I just said is the wedding preparations that will be done in the next few days, just wait. Invitation will come to you friend.”

“I can't wait for the invitation to come, friend. You were so quick to precede me.”

“Just relax, I pray you and Wapta will be just like me. Don't be sad, friend, if indeed you are a match with her, you will be the same as I met the woman at the wedding, Not as an invited guest but as a husband and wife who love each other, But you have to try your friend and this way of disappearing is like giving up on the circumstances that force you to walk and you will gradually lose the love you feel.”