Romance In Makara Orange

The Starry Night Fills You with Joy

^Starry Ceiling Fulfills You with Joy.

Mama welcomes her to the porch door when Kosa pulls her car over in front of Vira's house. Giving her best smile that makes the teardrops on Vira's cheeks fall out of homesickness.

Getting out of the car, Vira immediately ran towards Mama.

“Mama, Vira kangen.”

The middle-aged woman hugged him warmly and patted Vira's back repeatedly quietly.

“Mama also kangen. Vira is healthy, right?”

Mama lets go of his embrace and leads Vira into the house. Kosa was carrying a backpack and a heavy Vira duffel bag. Put it in Vira's room on the second floor and then go back down to the living room.

“Nak Kosa, thank you for picking up Vira. Vira's father can't pick up, anymore outside duties. Natha can't either. Good thing there is a son Kosa.”

“Nothing Aunt, it happens that Kosa can pick up koq.”

“You're the same Vira ate?”

“But Aunt. It's okay, later. All dinner.”

“Eh, no. Sick later. This Mama has cooked a lot, her favorite Vira too. Let's eat! Mom to top call Vira first yes!”

The woman who had the shady face moved upwards. Knocking on Vira's room.

“Vir, Vira.. down dear. Let's eat together for Kosa!”

“Iya Mah, soon down,” shouted Vira from inside the room.

Shortly after, Vira who had changed clothes down brought her black duffel bag.

“Loh koq down again Vir?” ask Kosa for astonishment.

“Iya, this is the content of all Bang. All you want to share,” said Vira.

“Eh, brother also has souvenirs for Vira from Yogya. It's in the car. Take it for a minute!”

“Eh Bang, just take it. Vira hungry!”

Vira takes Kosa to the dinner table, takes the plate and spoon the rice onto the plate and lets Kosa herself fill the side dishes. Mama cooked well today, all of Vira's favorite. Jerky balado and gulai cassava leaves anchovies.

“Abang, don't like pete well?” vira said when Kosa seemed to set aside the typical smelling food when spooning beef jerky into his plate.

Kosa. Confused to answer what.

“Iiih, good tau Bang, Vira likes very much pete. Can make continue.”

“Truly Vira likes?”

“Totally. My brother likes it too, right? Pretend you don't like Vira's front. Basic jaim.”

Sin laughs. What Vira said is true. He likes all the food. It's just that during his courtship with many women before Vira, he became a picky eater, adjusting to what his girlfriend used to like. Can't show him what he wants.

Kosa took some pete that was in a mixture of balado jerky. Chew it along with warm rice and crispy thin meat wrapped in coarsely ground red chili. It was so delicious, like eating his grandmother's cooking. Being his old self.

Vira smiles when she finds Kosa scooping warm white rice for the third time. Same with Vira who has longed for Indonesian cuisine and also the man in front of her.

 

Vira began zipping the black duffel bag with a three-leaf white logo. Issued pashmina cashmere soft blue for Mama. The woman accepted it with a warm smile.

“Thank you yes Vir. It's so soft, Mama likes.”

Vira was so happy to hear my mom say that. Then Vira took the outer layer of black and gray monochrome color for Kosa.

“Truly make brother? Very good.”

“Eh, here's more for brother. Tibetan-style ikat bracelet same t-shirt oblong.”

“Many very Vir. Don't your money abis to buy this all.”

“Kan money is also from brother. Research money yesterday.” Vira laughed saying that.

“This is like collusion so my brother ngajak Vira to do research again, right?” accuse Kosa of pretending.

“Iya, really, anyway brother should invite Vira to continue research ya!”

Laughing to hear it. It was like stroking the top of Vira's head slowly but not good because there was Mama Vira there who was busy watching the two of them.

“Ma, Natha equals Mirna when go home?” ask Vira

“Natha again research to a halfway house in Depok, he said make a thesis. Mama will tell Natha to come home,” replied Mama.

“If Mirna just left this morning, three days in Bali with her school friends. Celebrating graduation,” connect Mama again.

“Yaudah later Vira put aja by him in the room ya Ma,” said Vira who was replied with a nod Mama.

 

Kosa still accompanies Vira at home. Still releasing the longing. Talking in the living room, on the dark green sofa, the two. What a beautiful night.

“Vira not tired?” ask Kosa who found Vira still excited to chat with him.

“More tired of mountain Bang than chat.”

“There is nothing, right?” ask Kosa back.

“I mean brother?”

“The long journey that must be tired, women alone, in the mountain anyway, brother thought you must be very uncomfortable.”

Vira smile. Then his eyes closed. Imagine the climb that just passed. One by one the faces of mas-mas climbers in their team. Close to Bobby. The one who is always relaxed. The resolute Mas Dody, and also the mysterious Mas Cokro. Also the memory of his mixed feelings during there. Tired, annoyed, happy, angry, sad, and kangen melted into one.

Vira is so late in memories. Soaring high mountains, green trees, Rhododendron flowers, snow peaks, and star-filled expanses of sky flashed in his shadow.

“Vir, Vira. Koq silent anyway?” ask Kosa after all this time no answer came out of Vira's mouth.

The face of Vira sitting next to him. Seemed calm. Not moving but there was a regular movement of breath that blew from his nose.

The look of an analog wall clock that is engraved on the frame of the Vira family photo in this family room. Just showed me at nine o'clock and Vira was asleep.

Kosa looked a little confused. What should he do in this situation? There's no one. Mama Vira seems to be sleeping. Papa Vira isn't home either with Natha and Mirna.

Kosa wants to go home but it is not polite to leave this house without saying goodbye to the owner of the house. He did not want to wake up Vira who had been stunned.

He looked back at Vira's sleeping face. So calm and quiet. No power of Sin woke him up. He didn't want to distract her for others.

Occasionally Vira's lips twitched. The movements that looked so sensual in Kosa's eyes. Fishing her curiosity for the taste of the lips that sing the sweetest smile for her.

Subjugated face of Kosa. Getting closer to Vira's face. The roar of Kosa's breath is so hot want to kiss this beloved woman. Wreak all pent-up longing.

But tetiba Vira squirms. Instantly stop Kosa's tempestuous desire and pull her face away. There is consciousness coming in.

This is not how it works, Kosa mutant. Though he wanted to kiss Vira, but not in this way. Quietly like a thief. The first kiss of him should be with the wishes and approval of Vira. So determined.

Kosa lifted a little of Vira's body and laid it on the soft, dark green sofa. He left for the living room. Kosa laid her body on the long teak chair located there. Separated space, getting away from Vira for the night is better for him.

A long night.