Short Story (Cerpen)

The Immortal Love's

Category: Sad Love Story

Title: The Immortal Love

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The night sky looks more beautiful than usual when the full moon is there. Mika and I lie quietly in Mika's pick-up car trying to count the stars. He kept repeating his count from the beginning every time I interrupted, and he seemed quite upset.

'Mika, noisy ah! You can't count that many stars..'

Mika stopped counting then let out a long sigh, 'OK. I stopped, but you have to answer my question first!'

'Okay, who's afraid? The physics? Chemical? I'm jagonya!'

'Ihh, it's not about tau lessons! Listen yeah.. What's the difference between a star with your blue eyes??'

'Hmm, yeah it's different. It's 'the stars, if it's the eyes..'

'Eits, wrong! The answer is that the star lights up a lot of people on earth every night. Well, if your blue eyes light up my life, soul, and heart every day, every hour and every second'

I laughed, 'Gombal'

'Oh, I'm serious! I love you the same way'

'Yes tah?' ask me to flirt

'Yes, I can't believe my chest.'

'Trus?'

'Crack me if you keep going'

Me and Mika both smiled and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

All of a sudden..

BRUK..!!

'Ouch!'

I woke up and fell out of bed again.

I tried to stand up even though it was difficult because my thick blanket wrapped around my body and I had to take it off first.

The door opened, 'Zee, did you fall out of bed again?' ask Mama.

Yes, the door of my room was never locked so that Mama can freely go in and out of my room to wake me up who despite being 18 years old still can not get up in the morning. And for these five days, he didn't bother to wake me up because I fell out of bed five days ago and it made me wake up by myself.

'Keep kayaking that. So Mama does not need to wake you every morning' he continued with a happy face.

I pouted, 'The child is in pain and even happy, Ma. Long time can gout!'

'Haha, there's-there's. You're young, it's not time to poke everything. Take a quick shower, right. You are not afraid of being late. Look what time' Mama said as she pointed to the mickey wall clock in my room.

I just muttered while walking casually into the bathroom, turning on the shower and a splash of warm water washed over me.

But my mind went back to my dream. That moment happened 3 years ago when Mika and I celebrated our 13-month relationship.

I keep wondering what this all means. Dreaming of old memories with people I have never met in five days in a row is certainly not uncommon. I haven't even talked about Mika lately. Then, what's up?.

Mika was my first love when I was 14. And just when I was 17, Mika left without a word of farewell. And from then on my love story with him automatically ended without many words being revealed from his lips as he never contacted me again.

It sounds so short indeed, but it feels like it would be too long if I had to explain it in detail. And now those sweet moments with Mika get into my dreams at night as if haunting me and not willing to be forgotten.

My mummy watch already showed at half-seven. It had been thirty minutes I was standing at the bus stop in front of my residential gate. Not a single bus passed in front of me.

Is it possible because of the rain, the driver is at a mall and skipped work? My inner

'There are less than fifteen minutes left. But the rain hasn't stopped either. Now there is another mathematical replay. Damn it I am today. I was desperate. Than a little late.' I said as I ran against the rain and wind that seemed to prevent me from going to school.

My school is actually quite far from home. About 1 km. But because there was no other choice I decided to run through the torrent of rain that soaked my school uniform. But that's all I don't care about.

'Rather than me following along. Ogah very' I said to strengthen my spirit that began to fade carried by rain water.

At seven. I was fifteen minutes late. The school gate is closed. My school is very strict when it comes to discipline.

'Mr. bukain dong. I was in the rain sir' I said to the security guard who guards my school gate.

'Yes, I know. But you are already fifteen minutes late, he replied without heeding my explanation

'But I'm rained sir. Dad did not see what my clothes were soaking wet like gini' I said glassy

'Hm. ok I do but you have to go to the teacher's office to report to the picket teacher.'

'Yes sir. I will report directly. Promise me' I said with excitement

Pak Agus, the security guard at my school, immediately opened the school gate. I went in and left him. Not forgetting I thanked him and headed to the teacher's room.

I immediately entered the teacher's room and asked for a permit to enter the classroom. After that I went straight to the synopsis to buy t-shirts and sweatpants in lieu of my wet clothes.

'Assalamualaikum' I said while knocking on the door of class XII IPA 3.

'Waalaikumsalam' replied Sinta ma'am kimiaku teacher.

I went straight to my stool after giving a license that had been signed by the picket teacher in the teacher's room earlier without kissing Sinta's hand. Because I knew exactly that he did not like the conversation to be cut, so I chose to sit on my stool.

Twenty-five minutes passed. Suddenly the sound of the door being knocked.

'Assalamualaikum's chat. Sorry mom interfered.'

'Let's go in.'

'So, kids, starting today you're going to make new friends. For more details I invite Mika to introduce herself, said Mr. Rudi explained what he was here for.

'Mika? What'what?' I said that I had not noticed the arrival of Mr. Rudi.

'Assalamualaikum warahmatullahhiwabarakatu'

'Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahhiwabarakatu' replied the children of class XII IPA 3 in unison.

'My name is Mika Aditama. I moved from Singapore and from today I will be your new friend.'

'Not likely. He wants to go to school here. One class is the same as me? Oh my God, what does all these dreams mean.'

I'm bowed limp. But my heart was pounding so fast as it was about to jump from its place.

'When you can sit next to Satria' said Bu Sinta to invite Mika to sit down.

'Good ma'am.' Mika immediately headed to her new bench.

The hours of chemistry ended and were replaced by English lessons. Favorite lesson. But not as usual. Today I am not willing to accept this lesson. My mind floated somewhere until I didn't know.

Only those questions are now swirling in my head today. I don't know what else to do or stay away from him, I don't know. What I am currently doing is resigning to the ruler of the universe. The substance that created the earth.

Two months passed quickly. But until now I still have not greeted him. He also never rebuked me even though we were in one class. Maybe it's the same as me. Stay away from each other. But not with time. It seems he wants to tear down the wall between us. He met me in a working group. So there's no reason to avoid it. At first we were quiet. But as time went on little by little the wall collapsed by itself. We're getting familiar. Joking and exchanging ideas. But our relationship is nothing more than friends. I don't want to be caught up with this situation. I don't want the events of the past three years to happen again.

One day my phone rang.

Zee tomorrow you have a show? If there is none, I want to take you under the sky. Something I want to talk to you about. Micas

That's the message I just received. I'm rattled. I'm worried.

'Dibales, no, dibales, no, dibales, no, dibales, no, dibales, no. Means no need' I said to myself

'Then he did say he was going to make me go there. A waste of time.' Thought

But I want to feel like I've agreed to her invitation. My little heart says that. But I'm scared. I was afraid I could not control my feelings, my thoughts and my heart. I'm afraid of getting hurt again. I fear.

The next day Mika came to my bench. I don't care about it. I'm still cool writing the new assignment Ms. Desi gave me.

'Zee you kemalem kok bales smsku? You don't want to?' ask me

'You said yourself that I have no show, right? Yes if I don't want to mean I have Mika' event I replied cuek while continuing to write

'Oh yes, yes. Your show went well. Oh yes but if your show has finished then you want to go there is nothing. I will be there, he said, leaving me.

I could not bear to see his disappointed face. But I can't do anything.

The king of the day had sunk in the western horizon. But the light is still visible even though it has dimmed. Now his task will soon be replaced by the king of the night.

I was still in my room. Mind confused. My heart's agitated. Mika's words haunted me. I'm not calm. I want to go to that place. The place is actually a park and in the middle of the park there is an artificial lake. We call it under the sky because when Mika and I lay there, the sky felt close to us. And at night, Mika and I always count the stars scattered there.

'Maybe he's still there. But it's a mess I said while looking at my mouse mickey wall clock.

Because of my curiosity I decided to go to that place. Soon I pedal my sister's Bmx bike.

That place is not too far from my housing complex. Within minutes I had arrived at my destination. I immediately put down the red Bmx bike and I immediately ran into the place. I wish Mika was still here. Nil.

I walked with a lunglai about to leave the place. Suddenly though..

'Husd..'

The sound of people coughing. But there's no one here. I've circled this place.

'Uhuk..'

'Who?'

There's no answer.

'Mik? That's you, right?' ask me again

'Uhuk..'

The sound of people coughing again. But this time his voice was clearer. I searched for the origin of the sound until I found someone lying on the edge of the lake.

'Mika?'

I immediately ran towards that person.

'Yes Allah.. Mica?'

I grabbed the head of the man I love. Cold hands. Face pale.

'Mica.. Mik wake up Mik!' I said freaking out

There's no answer. But suddenly something grabbed my left hand.

'Zee I know you must come' he said with a smile on me.

'Mik you why?'

Suddenly my tears came.

'Zee you why cry? I'm okay, though'

'You're not lying. You must be nothing. The proof is that your hands are cold and your face is also pale. That's what it's called if it's nothing' I said on the sidelines of my cry.

Mika just laughed at my babbling. He closed his eyes and continued to hold my left hand. But the longer the grip gets weaker.

'Mik? The micas? Mik!!'

I tried to wake him up.

'Please Mik don't joke'

Still no answer.

'Mik?'

I tried to smack his face. Still no reaction.

I'm trying to feel his pulse. Yet…

'Mica…!!!'

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Tok tok tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door being knocked.

'Come in' answered me from inside the room

'This Zee has a letter for you' Mama said as she handed me an envelope

'Who is ma?'

Mama did not answer. He passed by leaving me with a piece of mail that I myself did not know who the sender was.

My heart was racing as I opened the letter in my hand. Slowly and the letter opened.

Dear Zee's…

Sorry I'm Zee. I have hurt you. I left you suddenly. But all that I do for one reason that you probably won't believe. I have lung cancer. And now the cancer is almost all over my body even though I have had chemotherapy in Singapore. That's the reason I left you, I had to stay in Singapore for treatment to prevent those cancer cells from spreading. But it looks like the cancer cells in my body are stronger. Sorry I'm Zee. I've covered all this up from you. I don't want to make you worry and sad if suddenly I stop you forever. But you should know Zee. I will continue to keep you. Whenever and wherever you are. Even though I'm not there later. I will always live in your heart, Zee. I love you.

Kiss hug

Micas

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