Tak Semanis Sugarcane Is Not Sepahit Coffee

Chapter 9

 After last night Dandi took me to his show, this afternoon he took me to his newly built bookstore. I smiled cynically, what the hell is this all about?  Why so much drama. What does he really want? Just yesterday I heard her mother declare that two weeks away from her engagement day, but the attention did not subside but increased. Come to think of it, what exactly is the purpose of wanting to participate in realizing my dream?

Back he charmed me in his unusual way. That building, how would I describe it? I told you beautiful is amazing, you wouldn't believe it, but that's what I saw from here with my eyes blocked by minus glass.

The store was filled with wooden bookcases. Then the walls are decorated with varied pictures. There were a lot of words of pearl written on the wall, made like comics. In the corner there are several chairs and tables for reading. On the second floor there is a mini library.

If you think the library is full of bookshelves and tables and chairs for reading, you are wrong. The room was like a bedroom to me. Those sky-blue painted walls, three sides were covered with bookshelves. Then the cold floor is covered by a matching colored carpet. The ceiling of the room is painted with clouds. There are also small pillows if we want to read while leaning. There are several small folding tables on the side of the room that do not contain bookshelves. In that part too I rediscovered there was a painting. The painting depicts my face turning to the camera staring at the beautiful sunset. Yes, the painting was taken from the moment in Padang.

"Acharmed?" ask him with a grin.

"I cry because I am moved." I mean it. If I may, I really want to hug her.

"What yes? How can I not believe it?" Dandi smiled mockingly. I sneered at his taunts. I really feel sad. Very sad. This sadness is mixed between sad because you are happy, and sad because soon I will lose it. Imagine she's got people who'll be a priority, huft.

"I'm applying for a job." she looked at me quickly. It was obvious shock and disapproval on his face. I smiled and he threw away his face.

"Why? Where do you want to apply for a job?" ask her in a dislike tone.

"No way, but I've already submitted the cover letter." this time I lowered my head to avoid Dandi's eyes.

Yeah, I submitted his cover letter last night. Last night? Yeah, last night. After Dandi drove me home at ten, I sent out a cover letter that had been there for two weeks on my laptop online. The editor who handled my book told me about this job application.

"Where? " ask Dandi who I heard like she was holding back her emotions.

"Handungs. At a book printing company, as an editor. Announcement of acceptance less than three months."

"Look at me, De!" said sharp. I looked up at him. A cynical smile was painted there.

“This is because of my engagement?” snarl. I walked away but her hand pulled making my body turn to face her.

 

“ Answer!”

“Not. I've been planning this for a long time. And I guess this is the right time.”

“Fact?” Dandi laughs. His laughter filled the room.

"How about this building?" ask with a sharp look.

"And I told you I'd make a dream come true, but not now. When I had enough money. You don't want to hear my past." Really. I don't mean to blame him for having built such a beautiful place. It was my fault that I never believed in him.

Last night when I found out she was getting engaged to someone and she never told me, it made me sick. I rashly sent the job application without thinking again and again. We may not always be the same and the ninja path of all this is with one of them gone.

"De, I've never been this disappointed. Congratulations, for the first time in my life, you hold the highest record that no one else can replace as A DISAPPOINTING PERSON IN MY LIFE.

“You never appreciate the feeling of love and affection I give you. All this time my words were just a joke. I'm asking you to marry is real. Mama's trying to get me married to Della but what I want is for you to be no one else. You don't want to and mom with no direct discussion gives a decision about the engagement. I'm still trying to make the engagement not happen and you're just saying apply for a job in Bandung. Hahahaha, soon you'll see me sending you a wedding invitation." Dandi passed after saying it. I tried to call him but he ignored me.

Idiotically.

I won't make a sound if you're cursing by saying I'm stupid. Anyone would make a mistake. All those school years I never thought would be this stupid.  Rash in acting, involved in emotional anesthesia, and now trapped and destroyed unpredictable.

Dandy. What kind of feeling is this? Tears poured down her cheeks to see Dandi go off and leave me with the two officers guarding the building.

For someone like you, words don't deserve me. I don't deserve you. You may regret wasting and neglecting, but it deserves to be felt later.

***

Dandi never came home again. I've prepared a suitcase for my move to Bandung. This afternoon and evening flight rained down with anxiety clouding my mind.

Excuse me.

Tomorrow I'll go to Bandung.

Can we part in this way?

Messages were sent hours ago and until now there is still no reply.

Before leaving later in the afternoon, I had to go with Dila to the Coco Bakery cafe and the cafe was closed for three days. I called Saras asking why the cafe was closed. Dandi put the employees together for the reason of giving a vacation. 

Mother was at home when Dila and I came home. Seemed to be talking seriously with mom. The smiles of the two greeted us. I sat next to my mom after shaking hands with my mom.

“Where to?”

“Company Dila earlier, bun.”ucapku lying.

“Mother has been here a long time?”

“Lumayan. What time is the day of departure?”

“Five hours, bun.”

“Still have time to hospital bentar?” deg.

“A pain, bun?”

“sok-sook to be her racer. Yesterday hit the road barrier, can not walk and still infused.”

“Maafin Dea yes, bun?”

“It's okay. Let's go, let's not miss the plane later.”

There I saw his feet, hands and face full of bandages. His eyes closed before finally opening to see me and turned to the window. Breathing out I approached him.

“Should if angry with me vent it angry with me instead of making your body become a wound like gini.” I can't not cry. “It must have hurt a lot.”

“Still sicker when you know you are going to Bandung.”

“Sorry, sorry, sorry.” I cried sobbing. Closing my face with my hands tried to block the tears from rushing faster.

“Do not cry! My hands can't wipe your tears yet!”

“So Dea! Don't cry!”

“I'm not angry anymore. Don't cry! Still crying I destroyed everything here!”

“In Bandung live happily. Do not forget to eat and drink, the most important prayer, do not want to be invited by unknown people everywhere! Already know also do not want to! I didn't think Dad would let you go. If your father will, how dare I be angry. I'll get engaged to Della, two months later I'll get married and a year later you'll see I have a child. You have to be healthy to see me happy!”

“My words last time are still valid. Never regret!”