Second Destiny
01
Move tasks to
areas that have never been visited become a burden for a newly finished girl
college, Aeleya. Working alone without parents, brothers and even lovers.
“New, Mbak?”
Ask the shop seller. Her stature was round and her hair was like it had just been piggybacked
Valentino Rossi, messy.
“Owny? Already
marriage?” ask again.
“Iya, new.
Not married.” Reply Aeleya smiled but was short, dense and clear then
go awayl.
Aeleya continued
walk to the contract. It ran
small as if the salesman was following him. Suddenly “Brraaakkk!!!” bodies
short fell. He hit a tall figure. How dream! Electric pole?
Nope-no. The handsome men of the natives of the new place Aeleya lives.
Aeleya tried
rise from the muddy puddle due to the asphalt that is broken. That tall guy
opening headphones.
“Oh my
Goodness!” aeleya shouted annoyedly.
“I am sorry.
It didn't look.” Said the man worried and then flipped to the left
to the right of Aeleya's body.
“I mean I
kate's girl? Short?” Aeleya did not accept.
“Not so.
I fixed the headphone. I'm on the road somewhere
should.” Obviously that guy again.
Aeleya interesting
deep breaths. “Not time to fight. I'm an adult, I'm a big one.
So this trivial thing does not need to be extended.” Aleeya's advice to yourself
by oneself.
“Then
I'm sorry.” Answer Aeleya. He chose to leave a debate that was not
important.
The tall one, Chandra
shaking his head while watching the body of the girl in front of him get wet.
*****
“Chan, ooo Sinchan!” Shouted the half-century woman who was none other than
no, she's not Chandra's mother.
“Ichan listen, Ma. His son again work even disturbed.” Grouser Ichan,
so is the familiar name of the man who sat in the 8th semester.
“Please, Help your Mummy.” The face of the woman called Mama
weld. Her name is Jogi which means beautiful in Batak language. But he was more
she likes to be called Angelina, her first name.
“Help what, Ma?” Chandra whimpering.
“That's you, our contract at the crossroads has been rented. But
the tenant called if the room light went off. Please, fix this problem for me.”
“Aduh, Ma, it's 8 p.m. Ichan's time has to go there. Tough
far.”
“As an aspiring engineering scholar, this is your chance to
practice for free.” Famous sentence Mama Chandra finally came out, “as
candidate bachelor”.
At the front of the rented door, Chandra knocked.
“Assalamu’alaikum. Good night.”
“Wa’alaikum salam.”
Aleeya opened the door and let her in.
“You're this hire technician?” Aeleya was shocked and followed Chandra's laughter.
It was not because of the question but rather Aleeya's messy hair and glasses
the slanted.
“Iya-iya I understand. As a young boy, even though his face is not
too young, we must be diligent work.” Aleeya. It shows
her room.
“Do not have time to have a wife like him.” Chandra whisper while installing
new lamp.
Not until 5 minutes, the lights are installed. Chandra comes out along with
Aeleya who was about to enter the room with a teacup in her hand. Quickly
the young man dodged. He doesn't want a war of fighting with the girl he thinks he is
half conscious of it.
“You home?”
“How much does it cost? Before you go home, drink. Brother does not want
let guests go home without eating or drinking.”
“Thank you. I've been salaried.” Chandra reasoned.
“Then it is drunk first the tea.” Aeleya. He offers tea
to Chandra.
Chandra only regained consciousness after noticing this messy girl tying
her hair, beautiful and clear.
“Hey, hey. Wooy!” Aleeya snaps.
“Why look-look? I'm beautiful?” babble Aleeya was being petty.
“Gak. That's messy.” Chandra said nervously while sipping tea.
“Good. Later you fall in love, will be bothered.” Guru Alee.
The tall man followed Aleeya.
“Alee. You?” Aeleya held out
hand.
Even though the man was standing a bit below the terrace, his height remained
surpassing.
“Chandra.”
****
Already a month moved to work, Aeleya did not get news from a lover
heart, Rian. This time he held his ego. The exact day he went to the place
he was transferred, Aleeya quarreled with Rian. He asked for clarity of relationship
they, however, gave Rian no certainty. The man just shut up and drove
the lover he had known since college was up to his contract.
Aleeya tinkered with Rian's social media accounts. There are no signs
active. His heart was getting messed up because it was never told. Ferocity
moving his fingers pressed Rian's number. Tuutt, connect.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Mas.” Aeleya's voice trembled.
“Wa’alaikumsalam. Yes, Al? What's up?”
“I missuu..” Whisper Aleeya
across there.
“Al apologize for Al maksa Mas for marrying Al.” Aeleya
while holding back the cry.
Silent. For more than a minute there was no answer. After the girl who
actually the crybaby called out to him, then Rian replied.
“Yes, I also want to apologize. Maybe this will be our communication
one last. Forgive Mas.”
Instantly, the sky collapsed onto Aeleya's body.
“Why, Mas?” crying exploded.
“This is best for us, Al. Mas sorry. It's the same, Al.
But as a friend.” Rian was soft.
Tutt…. Phone connection is off. He could not hear that sentence
it hurts more. All night he spent crying and reminiscing
every second of his time with his first love, Rian.
Aleeya re-opened one by one Rian's social media accounts. Although
in a relationship, Aleeya never knew the social media password of her lover. Between trusting and not caring, it is different
flimsy. None of the news was new from the account he was stalking. The night passed with a thunderous storm in the heart of the girl
those little eyes, Aleeya.
Bright mornings are not as bright as the face of love sickness patients. After asking permission
entered the local government administration office where he worked, Aeleya
unify all the energy he has. It was like losing a life, no
powerless. The love he adores, the love that makes him happy every day
now disappeared. He lost his love, his life was lost. Overly devoted
on the feeling of temporary love, the languish that he received.
Aeleya planned to meet Rian. There must be a reason why
abandoned. That morning he walked as fast as possible to get to the terminal.
Aleeya does not have a private vehicle. Every day he went and went home
work using public transport services. The sound of car horns is shocking, however
girls like they don't know that direction keep going.
“Good!” The driver's orders, Chandra.
“No thanks. Our path is different.” Answer Aeleya.
Aeleya knew Chandra was going to the campus that was the way to the city
his birth was different from the path Chandra was going to take.
“Today our path is the same. As the owner of the contract, I want to be good
liver.” Referring Chandra.
“No need!”
“Mama who told. If it wasn't for Mama, why would I care.”
Chandra used her mother as an excuse.
“Then stop caring!” The impact then continued
the speed of his feet.
seriate...
