
There are times when we feel like we don't want to do anything and just lie in bed even though there are actually many other things to do. Even though our logic forces us to do something, our mind seems to be unwilling to obey. It's like the brain cells ordered us to, ‘ayo wake up!’ But this mind defies, ‘now aja, just a moment again.’
And that's what I'm doing, staring at the ceiling while occasionally stroking my chest. I'm still thinking about what happened in the computer room. The shadow of Abi covered in sugar powder from a snickerdoodle cake filled my brain.
Poor snickerdoodle.
I used a quarter of the sugar powder to make it. But it just ended up in vain.
Every thought of that, the pain in my chest came. Reflexes, I immediately stroked it. I wish the pain would be less, but of course I know it's ineffective as long as I'm still thinking about it.
I don't need to read a book or go to the doctor to know about the pain I'm experiencing right now. I'm not too stupid to conclude that I'm heartbroken. It felt so painful it was even more painful than the B minus I got. Like, B minus is like a slashed hand and broken heart like a knife that is stabbed repeatedly right in your heart. And that's how I feel right now.
“Ren?” call my mom from outside. He opened my door and then.
“You are still in bed,” he said with thinning lips.
“Ma, it's Saturday. School holiday.”
“Continue? If Saturday and school are off, don't you wake up?” I can only groan.
“This is what time, Ren. You don't have breakfast? Not a laper?”
“Iya, Ma.” I replied lazily then silence.
When I thought my mom was gone because she didn't speak anymore, I turned my head. But it turned out that mama was still standing there, looking at me with an unreadable look.
Okay, looks like mom's gonna be lecturing me. I'm sure Rex must have told you the story, as always. But I'm not in the mood to talk about my problem right now, whatever it is. Especially when the heart-piercing heartbreak is more intense I feel.
“You quickly wake up, yes. Shower, it's breakfast.” said mama, then close the door and leave.
A sense of relief flooded me, I am so grateful that my mother seemed to understand my situation. And that's one of the reasons I'm so grateful to have a parent like my mom.
***
After a long time struggling with my thoughts, I heard my stomach rumble. Well, of course I'm hungry. It turns out that in addition to making pain in the chest, heartbreak can also cause hunger. I have to eat and replenish my energy again. Who knew I needed it to go back to lamenting this broken heart.
I try to get up and feel more tired than usual. Maybe I need an aromatic massage too. Scroll the waker clock on the nightstand, at 10:00. I got up slowly and walked to the dresser. How shocked I was to see the reflection in the mirror.
A disheveled lion-like hair plus puffy-looking eyes. Oh, it turns out crying for too long can turn a person's face into a zombie.
But what is it?
My eyes widened when I saw there was a white stain extending from the corner of the lips to the cheeks.
EW!
I hurriedly wiped it off with my palm. One more fact that I know, heartbreak can also make people angry. It's hideous!
***
After dragging myself to the bathroom and getting dressed, I went down to the kitchen. Mama's in the pantry cleaning fruit.
“Build also finally.” greet mom. I just forced a smile while grimacing. Then open the refrigerator to take a drink.
“There is only a sandwich for breakfast. If you want to be in the lowest container box in the refrigerator.” said mama. I immediately searched and took it.
“But the rest is not much, Rex was eating five pieces.” he continued. No wonder Rex was a foodie.
“Rex where, Ma?” I asked who now joined my mother while eating a sandwich.
“Help papa in the back.”
“Ngapain?”
“Nyobain new drone.”
“Drone? Rex who asked?” I don't know why my parents always obey Rex's will. It was a drum, now a drone, I think papa has a generous illness.
“Not. Papa wants to buy, he said. So papa asked for help Rex to keep rafting ngegerobain.” explained mama.
Papa's buying, but most of the main ones are definitely Rex, the classic mode.
“Oh, yes, a few pieces for Mr. Alif, Ren.”
“Loh, Mr Alif coming? This is holiday?”
“Iya, but only make car cleaning aja.”
Right, I still owe Mr. Alif an apology. I really didn't feel good about yelling at him that time. It should not be, but how else, emotions do not recognize the values of politeness. It's all because of Abi!
***
Carrying a few slices of sandwiches in a container box, I walked towards the parking lot. There, Mr. Alif was wiping the car glass. I sighed a few times before I finally walked up to him.
“To what, Sir?” my broom.
“Eh, Ms Ren. Again clean the car, Ma'am.”
reply Mr. Alif with a cheerful smile.
Seeing her like this, I felt more and more guilty. I mean, Mr. Alif has always been kind and polite, even in uncomfortable situations.
“What's up, Ma'am? Miss Ren is leaving? If so, let me take between.”
“No, Sir.” I put out the sandwich I brought to her.
“This is a sandwich, sir. This mom says to mr.”
“Wah, thanks Ma'am. Coincidentally the father's stomach was also demo.” replied his spirit. Mr. Alif took the sandwich and ate it.
“Enak, Mbak.” said again.
I just smiled and turned and sat on the steps of the terrace facing the parking lot.
“Pak Alif, Ren would also like to apologize for the incident at that time. Sorry Ren yes, sir, has snapped father.” I said. Mr. Alif looked at me with a smile
“Nothing, Ma'am. I understand, Mrs Ren is an emotion. Don't be taken dizzy, mr. understand.” I nodded too.
“Partially, Mas Rex is actually very dear to you as Ms. Ren. So, if Mas Rex was doing something like that yesterday, surely because there is a reason.” he explained again.
I've been thinking about all the recent events involving Rex and me. Well, it's true, in retrospect everything Rex did had its own reasons.
“Iya, Sir. Ren tau.”
“Oh, so do you know the story?”
I immediately looked back and found Rex leaning against the door, smiling sillyly as he folded his arms around his chest. While grinning, Rex came up to me and sat down next to me. Mr. Alif himself was just smiling at our behavior.
“Terus?” ask Rex in a soft tone.
“Iya, I'm sorry yes, Rex.” I said finally.
This time I said it sincerely. Rex was silent for a moment while looking at me, as if looking for sincerity in my words just now, then he nodded.
“Udah, we just finished. Consider all these events to be a life lesson. Sometimes, we must do wrong first to know which is real.” he explained.
I was stunned by Rex's reply just now. I didn't know she had such mature thoughts. It was as if he already had hundreds of years of life experience when he was just third grade High School. If Rex wanted to study more seriously, he would be a great philosopher like Aristotle or something.
“So, if you may know, then you are atain the Abi?” ask Rex in a mischievous tone.
Hearing Abi's name called me so upset and heartbreak resurfaced.
“Kutendang kaki, fit on his shin.”
“Hahaha...you should kick his crotch.” reply Rex while lying down.
“You want me out of school?”
Rex began to stop laughing and cleared his throat.
“But, by the way, after yesterday's incident, I became aware of one fact about you, Ren.” he said later.
I scrunched my forehead, curiosity began to appear.
“What?”
“Turnal..” Rex stopped his words and made a dramatic effect, just like the one in the soap opera mama's antics.
“Ingus you are a lot if you cry again. My clothes are wet all got your snot yesterday. Keep my body so gatel-gatel that.”.
“Rex!”
Rex immediately ran away laughing, running into the house while shaking his butt. Look, just mentally mature but behavior is still a child of Kindergarten. I think even if he were a philosopher like Aristotle, doing Rex would still be a bitch!