ROMANCE (Based On True Story)
CHAPTER 28
In short, I've fried eggs, in the kitchen I still can't stop smiling myself.
“Can-can love noodles for people who have not eaten” roughly like that thoughts that make me keep smiling as well as embarrassed.
“This is new!” Wildah said with his laugh
“Iya baru” reply me “new in masak”
“ih so ngerepotin you fik” Cindy join talk
“What's wrong, I'm happy to repotin you”
Wildah shut his mouth shut, but failed! Finally, because it was no longer able to hold back the laughter due to my speech earlier, I don't know what's funny? Maybe it's not funny, it looks like he's amused, or it could be envious?
“Udah ah I came out, here like a mosquito repellent aja” said wildah while out leaving us
“The door is not closed wil” said I made it stop in front of the door
“lagianwho wants to close? Tasty you fik hahah”
Wildah disappeared from my sight with the sound of his laughter that still sounded, and now we are really just alone, I deliberately left the door open so as not to arise the words that I do not want to hear, I know, although I'm sure it's not possible, but just in case what's wrong.
Slowly locking my eyes, we looked at each other for a moment, I smiled, Cindy too!
“Eat, yes?” much
“aaaa”
She nodded, smiled and opened her mouth, this was the first time since 4 years I had been able to get back this close to her, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Cindy was lying with a pillow next to me, I came still as a friend who had not been able to dispel the strange feeling every time I looked into his eyes.
In the midst of feeding, he pointed to a place like the storage of his personal belongings, I did not know his name.
“Fik see no?” said pointed.
Honestly I don't know what he's trying to show, I just saw a few medals, a picture of him as a kid and some big dolls there
“apa?” much
“Eh does not look like ya”
“closures”
“what's the closure?”
ask me again
“You moved in first gera the panda doll!” "disrupt the scenery aj” he continued.
I got up from the bed with the plate still attached to my left hand, while the right hand tried to reach for the doll that cindy meant, after I got rid of it, there is a small pink teddy bear that is still well maintained, with happy birthday inscription on the chest of the doll, as if to reopen the memories of the past, where at that time there was a man who did not dare to give him a birthday greeting directly, choosing to give a doll gift that he left to his friends at school.
“Still inget not fik?”
I didn't answer, smiling was the only implied gesture, feeling proud and happy with what I had just seen, I didn't think! All that time he kept one of my gifts.
“The doll is good, I take care of it too!”
While sitting back on the edge of the bed, I replied “iya I know, still very good”
“i used to love very much the same people who love this doll” he said.
With a blank look he continued that word
“but unfortunately, he even damaged all the flower seeds that began to grow here” continued while touching the chest
“turns out yes said the person! If no one knows the truth”
I put the empty plate down, giving a moment of silence to create the atmosphere.
“Yes, no one knows the truth! Including you”
“I mean fik” he asked with his trademark gaze that.
“Ah what? Nothing, I just talk hehe”
“Eh basic!”
To dilute the atmosphere that was not good, I showed one of my other skills, where when I was SD I was once a champion of the District level because of this, with the rest of the experience, where I was, I was quite good at moving the neck of the little doll that I was still holding up from earlier, comforting her by giving a sound effect as if the doll was talking, cliche indeed! But it was enough to make her laugh, that's Cindy, she likes small things like this, she likes something that may be trivial to others but not so to her.
“Home also the mamah” said Nadia in the middle of us who were busy chatting.
All eyes are out.
“Assalamu’alaikum” Exciting mother Cindy
At once we answered and approached to just kiss hands.
“Wah rame yeah!” continued
“yas already advanced, no food, huh?”
“Eh no papa mamah, even ease in love food” said I
“Hehe, can you, yasudah mamah clean first”
"Oh yeah, this is who you forgot" he continued before he actually left.
"Opik mah"
"Pake P or F?"
"Anything can be mah"
Everyone laughed then, and then you guessed it, we talked a little joke with Cindy's mom, it's fun! Because her mother is exactly like my mother, chatty is also funny, she is also good at hiding her sadness, just like Cindy did.
The atmosphere changed instantly, all the time when I read Do'a when I was about to leave, I asked for anything so that Cindy could recover, at that time there was nothing I asked for besides.
“return her smile Yes Allah”
“lift his illness”
Because it had been there long enough, we decided to go home after praying together earlier, Cindy with her limp body could not take us forward, she just sat on the sofa in the living room, her eyes were soft, her eyes were soft, there was some happiness there, but more sadness and fatigue in those eyes.
If your shadow disappears in the dark of the night, let me ask for a speck of light from your beautiful eyes, I can't hold it but I will, I can't touch it but I will always think, allow it! I will keep it in this pit of misfortune.
It was great to hear the news of Cindy who kept improving from then on, seeing and hearing her laughter again as if rebuilding my own happiness, I who had begun to feel calm again had to keep my promise, he said, a promise that really never wants to be said, a promise that has been a separation between taste, despair, and myself.
“Rrrr”
The vibrating notification woke me up that day,
“Assalamu'alaikum, morning ofik”
A message from Cindy
After smiling for a few hours looking at the message, no! I mean a few seconds!. Valentino rossi on the circuit I replied to the message quickly, it was great, this morning we exchanged messages, spent a very sweet weekend, he said, sometimes he also told me about clothes that felt loose when he was sick, now re-usable on his body, I told early Cindy is a person who prefers small things to talk about.
“When are you here again?” tanyanya later
“Emh why emng? Kangen yes?”
He simply replied with an annoyed emoticon.
“Hihi, why?” it's my turn to ask"
“Gak papa, wonder from the first GR never lost”
“Trust me, I am just like this to you”
“Apaan si fik, already rich movies dilan aja language”
“Ia I'm dilan”
“Preeet”
“Dilanda misses you, Wkwkwk”
“Diih, most can emang ya”
“Can what?”
“Can make me smile”
That morning we really spent some time together, without me explaining that I would know how I felt at that time.
