SEVENTEEN LINE

Unexpected-3

Aini

It's still about my story being too complicated. And too many puzzles here and there. I was confused, there were many things I had to understand on my own without anyone's help. Just like I was with Aldo who closed himself off too often, it was no different from Gara this time. I was very curious about this resemblance. Is it probably just a coincidence? I was still racking my brain to start our conversation that afternoon. I'd love to ask you that. I really want to know if he's the one? Or just a resemblance?

“Kok daydream?”, said Gara resuscitated me.

“Eh, yes”, I said flutter.

“Where are you going?”, ask Gara.

“Rone ajadeh. I want to study again. We tomorrow repeat”

“Oh. Oke”

“Gar..”, call me slowly.

“Hem?”

“Complete name you ready?”

“Eh tumben. Anything yet?”

“Eh yes. I told you first class. But I don't remember your full name”

“Prayoga Riandan” Hotels

“Oh”

Eh? The truth is his name. That's a serious name Gara? Prayogas? Is it the same as yoga? How to be gini. The hell was he? I really didn't expect it. But we're this close. Would it be awkward if I asked him to send me a letter? He is secretly. All this time he had no signs of telling stories. How to be ginisih. He is the man I am looking for. What do I do if he's the one? It's ridiculous that until we get awkward. I also have to say what my friends are. Yes, I told you it was Gara. It's true dong. Very narrow this world. I guess there's no one else. He's a little bit this same as me. I don't think he could have sent me a letter that contained such sweet messages.

“Woi, how come to daydream again?”, said Gara while shaking my arm so I realized.

“Eh I'm ready. I have come home”, I said.

“Quickly bangetsih. Sure you don't want to stop by again?”

“Iya”, I said with certainty.

“Judah hayuk”

“You no longer hurt?”, asked Gara to make sure.

“Neighbor Gara”

We enjoyed the afternoon into the evening. This time it was not so visible. Still covered in clouds that dotted the entire sky. A faint twilight with wind blowing. I occasionally glanced at Gara. I'm happy to go with him. I feel like I want to be with him constantly. But if I remember again he was the mailman. Should I be angry? Pissed off? Or should I behave how? I myself don't know.

I didn't realize how far we had gone. Until I see my surroundings is a place I don't recognize.

“Where are we?”, I asked at that time.

“Shortly. Something I want to show you”

“What?”

“Udah come first. Not long kok”

I just follow his words. After he parked his bike. We went down in that place. ‘Great once’, I thought at the time. Street lanterns fill every corner of the building. The chairs are neatly arranged on the edge of the sidewalk and there appears to be an artificial lake that is also decorated with flickering lights. Some benches were filled with people who wanted to enjoy the night. There is an empty bench on the corner of the street decorated with quite bright lights.

I sat in that chair and enjoyed the view. I didn't reject it. Because I see that sight is very tempting. We sat in that chair without a sound. A few minutes did not flinch until I suddenly saw him looking at me with his smile. Very sweet. Very very sangaaaattt manissss. That smile bumbling me for a moment until I came to my senses and returned his smile with my stiff smile.

“I think I like you Aini Tamaro”, he said slowly but firmly and clearly.

The words he had made me stupefied in disbelief. What's this. I was shot. Stupidity arises. I dare not dwell or respond to what he just said. My blood flow doesn't flow. I felt numb at that moment. It seems my response wasn't so good.

His fingers started touching my fingers. Pulling my finger in contact with hers. He's grasping me. As if making sure that everything was going to be okay.

“Sorry to confuse you. I just don't understand how to cast off your shadow. You always appear in my mind Aini”, he said again which makes me even more confused.

“It seems like I really like you Aini. I don't understand what love is. I was afraid to interpret my admiration for that word. So let me at this time just express my love for you”, he continued.

Silent.

I looked at the street without looking at it. So too with him. He also silently looked at the street in front of us with his fingers still holding me. I didn't pull it off at all. But the thing I'm confused about is, he's just saying. I remember every word that came out of his mouth. Obviously, he just said he liked me. Not asking me to say anything. It seems he didn't intend to shoot me. Does he just want to express his feelings? But why are we holding each other without this word? What the fuck. He even made me worry because he didn't ask me out like other kids in general. It's just a phrase. Jaimapun. My heart is already turbulent but all I get is limited expression. Not a request or approval. Substantial. I'm.

Let me do this this time. I like you but I don't ask you. Later if I ask us to be together. You have to want to?

- Yoga