Short Story (Cerpen)

Last Wait

Category: Romantic Love Short stories

Title: The Last Wait

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Wita that's my call at my new school, the first day of school just like other schools no other and not necessarily the introduction and then the election of the class president, not necessarily, but it's not like I imagined before I got to school. The first day of school was the worst day I ever felt because I was not as beautiful as the girls who attended school there as other students who laughed at me. Huuu I don't know what they laugh at I just think of the wind then.

The days that followed were as if there were no days without painful taunts to the point that the mockery introducing me with dimas was a handsome guy whose class was not far from my class. The more days of ridicule become invulnerable in my ears even when dimas calls me with a call 'wit' like someone singing in my ear maybe love has changed its meaning in my heart.

Too often he mocked me the more often I wanted to always be around him. For a long time we often chat, joke, even walk together. I don't know what was in his mind at the time that I obviously loved him without him noticing. He seemed to give me hope that I should keep my love.

Long walk this friendship turned out he had a target heart, which I never knew of him and his girlfriend was not allowed if I met again with dimas. I just fell silent like someone was chopping my heart. This atmosphere makes me feel no more alive, the world feels lonely, maybe the world is colorless again.(future dot com) but that's how I feel. For 3 days I was like a lifeless human being stuck in a room with no intention of rejoicing anymore. He was so happy with his heart that he didn't remember me anymore.

The next day I saw a message on my phone that read:

'UGLY EH, DON'T CALL ME ANYMORE. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. LET'S JUST SAY WE NEVER KNEW'

Reading the message made me want to faint but I must not lose to this feeling of unease. I ventured to school again and tried to stare at the fact that my prince had been in someone else's possession. Every time I saw him enjoying his days with the girlfriend he loved the most. My soul soared, whimpering and even screaming saying 'I don't like this reality' and trying to smile when he saw me. That's how I feel every time I step on the floor of my school. Sometimes I ask myself 'does this heart have you?'.

Months had passed burying all those fond memories, taking me to be a very quiet person after graduating from school. There is no beauty in walking day by day. All I hope for in this life is to return to my life, yes my life is quiet without the light of his love. The thought always comes again 'does he remember me? Although like the wind passes' (song plagiarism is a bit). Yes, I don't deserve to think about it anymore.

This afternoon I came home quickly from my workplace, for a moment I stopped by the park that I used to always visit with the first. Spending time in the park while finishing poems that I often write for him but never delivered to him. I write so much that I forget to read the text. I slowly opened my phone in the hope that he was the text me but in fact it was not him but a text from someone who now I do not know his whereabouts.

'sister, I renaered her sister to dimas. You were in an accident now he's in a coma and in an MT hospital. Haryono. sorry just told brother's'

With a thousand steps I immediately hit my motor gas at a very fast speed and no longer think about my safety which is clear I do not want to lose even though dimas never pay attention to me.

Arriving at the hospital I called rena asking where the room was in the care and then with an unbecoming heart I searched the hospital hallways to find dimas. finally I met the rena right in front of the room when I saw rena crying and hugging me tightly like a vent of his heart. I felt helpless to see the state of dimas lying limp with various medical devices. Actually I do not want to see the state of dimas that only depends on the tools but without the tools it is impossible dimas can survive.

These days I walk quietly, without a smile dimas that always encourage me, whether until when the tools stick with the body dimas. with a feeling of affection that never faded since high school I took full care of my soul full dimas as if dimas would be healed tomorrow.

No one knew that she donated one of her kidneys to dimas. After the surgery the next day was made aware of a long coma.Doctor deliberately kept my whereabouts when the operation from his family was timed because of my request that no one know that I donated a kidney to be dimas. Two days later I got a text from her sister dimas saying that dimas was conscious and next week was able to go home, I was happy to visit dimas even though the stitches of my surgery were not so dry.

Arriving in front of the room dimas I met rena I saw the face rena so happy because her brother was healed. then with a feeling that I opened the door dimas room and I said hello dimas but what I got dimas so cold and indifferent to me he did not answer my greeting instead he threw me away with a restrained smile the tears that began to drip I also came out of the room and rebuked me, I just smiled even though the tears had been dripping hard I could not hold, but rena did not chase me he just let me go. since then my life has been quiet because there was nothing more I would have expected from a dimas, who I knew hated me for the rest of his life.

THREE MONTHS LATER…

I sat pensively leaning on a bench that held my groin that was not as strong as it used to be. In the garden that so many wonderful memories were with him, kept imagining 'if only you were here dimas, I thought, my life will not be as quiet as this is my last wait I realize there is no way I can have you. I am tired, must wait for you who will not give certainty of your love to me. I stop…'

'Don't stop' the man's voice stopped my words and he hugged my shoulder from behind.

'don't stop loving me and loving me wit, 'cause you're just happy, you're my true love, you're the only one who wants to sacrifice your life for me. I will continue to complete all your sorrows, I beg you not to stop…

Then I turned around and was shocked by the presence of dimas 'uh when are you here? It's weird talk again'

Now in front of me on my knees holding my hand 'sorry I wasted you, no matter you, I want you to accompany my life forever, I love you'.

Suddenly tears of wills dripped and answered dimas' words.

'Don't love me with pity, I just want to see you happy even without me. Without us. I know that your happiness is not me and never lie to your own feelings when you believe that your true love is not I want the ugly girl'.

Dimas rubbed the tears on my cheeks tightly hugging me.

'will you marry me?' with a moved feeling I smiled hugging tightly dimas.

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