Teahmore

Teahmore
Episode 26 - The Woman



Since childhood the beach is my favorite place. The first beach I visited was Nusa Dua, Bali when I was four years old. Although faint, but I remember that since then the sound of the waves became one of my favorite things.


“You like?” Ask Desta.


I nodded, and tightened my grip on his fingers which helped me walk. “When I was on the beach I always forgot the time. When I entered Junior High I was often mocked by the black because my skin was sun-baked.” I continue to laugh amusedly.


Desta laughs. “Indeed why do you like being here?”


I smiled and invited Desta to sit between the waves. “During my second vacation with my parents, I ran around eating candy. His name is a little boy, often careless, the candy falls and makes me


crying.” My memories. “But as I sat by the beach, the waves that came made me feel comfortable, as if he could make me forget that sad feeling.”


“Rancabuaya Beach. Ever heard?” Ask Desta.


I'm shaking. Not at all familiar in my memory, because all this time the beach I visited is usually only in the area of Bali and Lombok.


“Now we are in Rancabuaya Beach. Sunset here one of the best in Java Island! Although the name is less famous, but not inferior to others. Here is not suitable for those who like to swim, a lot of rocks. In addition, the waves here are quite large, so it is more suitable to enjoy the scenery.”


Clearly, Desta described the beach we visited.


“You aspire to be the promoter of this beach?” Tanyaku.


Desta laughed crisply. “My desire is more in the direction of being an eye for you.”


“You are a very nice girl.” Reply laughs. “Don't your chick be much? Why deh!” My canda.


“Many? Amens. Amin.” Laughing reply. “Indeed you will not be jealous?”


“Jealous? Of course not dong.” My answer is not sure. “Absolutely you don't have a girlfriend now?”


 “For now can't say that he's my girlfriend.”


“Lho why?” I asked to investigate without realizing it.


Desta laughs. “Later if the time is right you will know.”


I nodded in agreement. Although it feels like asking further to satisfy my curiosity desire, but in my condition like this I must be grateful that someone wants to do good to me, instead of being carried away and hoping for more.


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Our first trip to the beach was over. I guess it'll be easy to get the person with amnesia to remember back to me like in a movie. But I was wrong, because there was no development at all


anggie's memory.


Maybe I who do not understand how to guide his lost memory to return. But I can't


it's a lie that we've been hoping for a little bit of our memories to appear in his memory.


Even I feel like saying that He is someone I love, but again I remember the doctor's message not to make his memory worse.


“Dest, still far?”


“Maybe another hour or two.” My answer. “You hungry?”


Anggie shakes.


“Or want to sleep again?”


“Ngak. I'm satisfied.” Answer smiled. “Ehm how about we stories?”


“What story?”


“Your meeting with him?”


“Eh.”


Anggie smile. “I want to know. Can?”


“Our first meeting was my last day in Indonesia, without knowing what her name was. Just a short meeting that left bad memories for him.”


“Bad memories? What is it like?”


“I'm saying goodbye to my best friend. As he turned around, the ice cream in his hand littered my clothes. Because seeing his surprised face adorable, I unconsciously idly reply to dirty his clothes.” I laughed remembering that moment.


“So much you.”The reply laughed.


I nodded in agreement. “Seven years later, I returned to Indonesia. That day my best friend invited me to eat together. At first I didn't recognize him, but as time went on we realized each other.”


“You're romantic yes.”


“Your last day in Indonesia, you met him and the first day you came back, also met him. As if fate wanted you to be together.”


I smiled hoping that fate would allow us to be together. Not for a while, but forever. “Our relationship never gets along, there are always topics to argue about. But that is exactly what makes me love it more! Even he's the only person who can make me believe what love is.”


“Then how can you guys date?”


“There has never been a love statement in person. Our relationship was initially a theatrical one. I helped her avoid her ex and she helped me avoid the matchmaking my parents wanted.”


“And succeed?” Ask me to know.


I'm nodding. “Sure! Unfortunately for two years we played a show I was too proud to say that I really loved him. Long story short that's the reason we ever stayed away.”


“Therefore you say, for now can not say that she is your girl?”


“We made up after a year and a half away. Unfortunately he had an accident and made him forget me.”


“Why don't you try to tell who you are?”


“Doctor says, that his lost memories should not be forced to remember. Because if we force it too much to remember forgotten events it makes the amnesia worse.”


“But you meet him often?”


“Sure! Otherwise how could we be together like now.”Answer in my heart. “Sometimes.”


“Enjoy yes! He will definitely remember you.” Entertained.


I smiled expectantly, so that what Anggie said would happen soon. I think I miss him so much he remembers me even arguing unimportant things with me.


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I wonder if only I ever expected someone to think all his stories were about us?


“Hhh.” Very funny, considering how I seemed to associate Desta's story with events


that I experienced. Though it was clear that someone he loved lost his memory instead of experiencing vision damage like me.


I should have learned to accept my condition and not think more of the people who did me good.


I must remind myself from now on that we are both just friends!


Although my feelings knew it must be hard to deny the comfortable feelings that I could not express when


with her.


Geck. Geck. Geck.


The sound of knocking on the door blew my daydream, as if I realized that since I woke up from sleep, the first thing I thought about was Desta. “Hhh.”


"Who?” I was wary from behind the door, remembering that none of my friends said they wanted to come


hither.


“Desta.”


I was silent for a moment, before finally opening the door for her. I don't think I'm ready to meet him


right now, not out of hate but out of fear of hoping for someone I obviously couldn't possibly reach.


"Have you eaten?” Ask because I'm silent.


“But.”


“Got coincidental! Here I bring lunch.”


“Kok you don't work?”


“This is Saturday Gie.”


I rounded my lips to understand and realized that Brian was so busy that he would


travel often.


“I'm not interrupting?”


“Am I the second person you visit after him?” I asked unconsciously.


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