Stranger is Love

Patience ... Not Time yet

I know there's something strange about Yogi's attitude. He's not like always who will always be looking for an opportunity to harm me. However, since our little quarrel yesterday, he's changed.

Yogi became more quiet, he just kept struggling with his phone and after that some notifications came in, he just ignored it.

"Are you going home in the afternoon?"

"Yes. Later the last class of the schedule practicum! You got any business?" I kept watching Yogi who was still busy with bread other than that. She enjoyed breakfast with bread, but I knew she didn't like it very much. "Oh, yeah, tumben didn't ask to make fried rice?"

Yogi who had just bitten the other bread, looked at me for a moment and shook his head. "Why?"

"Jeng, later if there's anything you tell me, yes!"

"What would I say to you if not you?" I looked at Yogi in wonder. However, he only smiled faintly. "Gi!"

Yogi chose silence and finished his breakfast. I did the same thing, though I kept thinking about Yogi's strangeness. It was as if he had a heavy burden.

We kept quiet until Yogi's motorbike stopped in front of the campus stop. "Gi, you got a problem?" The yogi receives the helmet and hooks it on the back of the bike.

Yogi looked at me for quite a while before finally just shaking his head. "What's up, anyway? Still thinking about yesterday's problem?"

"Not that!"

"Keep what?" my insistence is impatient. During the two months together, only this time did I see Yogi so differently. At the beginning of our marriage where there was no love, the Yogi was never like this. He can always melt our awkward atmosphere. "If you don't want to tell me, I'll keep you here!" I threatened to block his hand by pretending to be angry.

Yogi sighed softly, I glanced as his hand held my wrist. "I know you doubt my feelings!"

My eyes suddenly widened because of that. Yogi found out about my anxiety all along. "Gi, that's ...."

Yogi nodded, as if he knew the reason I had such thoughts after we expressed our feelings to each other. "For that, I decided to end it all. I'll say the same Difa about us!"

I should have been happy when Yogi said that. It was clear from his eyes that he was completely honest with his words. However, hearing her sad voice, I was sure that something was scaring her.

"But there will certainly be many things that we will face. I'm also afraid that you're hurt!" Yogi rubbed my arms full of affection, I smiled happily and without caring about the surroundings or anyone we knew saw, I hugged Yogi. Gently rubbed his sturdy back.

"As for you, I'm sure I can get through it all!" I broke off a hug and smiled giving the same confidence to Yogi. "I promise, after that will do the same as well and we will be completely free without burden!"

"You really have to do that!"

"Yes already, I'm first, yeah. There's a class in half an hour and I have to go to the third floor!" After saying goodbye to Yogi, I quickly crossed the not-so-busy road leading to the faculty building.

Ah, hearing Yogi's words made me stop at nothing to smile. Some friends who passed by noticed me astonished, even without saying anything.

In front of a tall building. I looked up, sighed softly looking at the building I was about to enter. I don't know how many steps I'm going to climb and exhausting, but Yogi's speech gave me a boost this morning and will keep me from feeling tired.

***

"Des, I hope that whatever happens between us, you won't change with me!"

"Yes, Jeng. We became friends since the beginning of entering High School. We have fought a lot until we did not talk three months, finally what? We're fine, though. Sometimes we just need time!"

"You're right!" I quickly stood up, closed the book and put it in his bag. Desi just kept quiet to see what I was doing. "Lunch first, yuk, before we go to the lab."

I pulled Desi's hand and took her out of class.

***

"Huh, I feel so guilty about the Sultan for not being honest!" After replying to Sultan's message, I put my phone in my bag.

Not long after, there was a shout of the sound of the motorbike and horn that I knew, without looking at it I knew whose motor it was.

After Yogi's motorbike stopped in front of the stop where he had dropped me off this morning, he immediately gave the helmet to me without saying anything. He looked glum and reluctant to return my gaze.

"Let's stop by my house first, yeah. I want to check the condition of the house before the contract comes!"

"Have anyone called you?"

"Yes and agreed, he's coming next week. It means I still have a week to check the house and clean up!"

We quickly went to my house which fortunately was in line with the way back to Yogi's house. Throughout our journey filled with silence, only the noise of the vehicle became our travel companion!"

"Finally there!" I looked closely at the house that has been a witness of my life for the past twenty years.

Memories of memories with Dad, Mas Anjas, Mommy Ella, and Mom made me unable to hide the smile that just kept saying hello. I opened the fence of my waist-high house that was padlocked.

"Come, yuk!" I went in first, leaving Yogi who was silent and had not yet entered the courtyard of the house.

"Jeng!" I was watching the plants wither and die because they were not watered for a long time. A gust of wind greeted through the leaves of the mango tree.

"Why?"

The yogi seems to be in big trouble, but is not ready for the story. He nodded and smiled a little. "Not so. You go in first."

Yogi got off his bike, he had trouble pushing his bike into the yard. Yogi quickly approached me who was waiting for him on the porch.

"You're this moody because of Difa?"

"Why do you think it's because of him?" Yogi looks upset, but he tries to calm down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell!"

I nodded and grabbed his hand. "Jeng, once again sorry if I haven't been able to tell the same story Difa, but I promise I will say soon!" Yogi let out a long sigh, sounding so heavy.

"Why?" My hand immediately let go of her hand. The smile that I had been holding back from always being there, started to disappear. All because of Yogi. "It's no problem!" I forced a smile and went into the house alone.