
This chapter I deliberately made something that is not easy to write or remember. I was disappointed and hurt by the video I downloaded myself.
I was also angry at myself. Was disappointed and thought of letting go of everything without any dogma without hierarchy.
I was confused, I was looking for Rahul who disappeared from my life. "Where's Rahul's mother..?"
"Whose name, who's ngawur. Not here Rahul. Here's Arka, just Arka!" The memory begins to develop and appear in the eye.
Flashbacks
Two years ago I lost someone who was Rahul, someone who made me forget who I really am.
"YOUU...!" I'M YELLING.
I was hit by a man wearing a thick black jacket with fur around his neck. Oh my God, why should that be. I can't possibly write that story tonight. I have to meet someone to let go of my lust tonight.
We finally faced each other.
"How dare you hit me, who are you! Get out of here, go!" I was angry and sick of seeing this man. The man was apparently confused to see my attitude that was so angry with him.
"What's my fault, why are you talking so hard to me. I accidentally hit you Miss. I'm sorry." He told me so and what my next attitude was.
"I'm sorry, didn't you see my stuff that I picked up just now that fell to the ground. It seemed to be walking towards me. If you have eyes on you don't act stupid as if you don't have eyes." the words came out of my mouth that was still angry at him.
He extended a hand to me.
"ARCHA. I'M ARKA. NICE TO MEET YOU." I didn't shake his hand irritated. I'm sick of seeing him like that. I went by from that man. He saw me as so foreign. I don't like seeing him for long. From now on he is my enemy. My gaze turned around, I saw the man still standing while looking at his belongings.
"Oh my God, I forgot. My bag was left in the locker mall. I forgot to bring it."
"Yes god! The man again. I might have to stay with him for a day. I don't want to, I don't need that man." I said in my heart as I walked up the escalator.
After arriving at the floor, I immediately called out to him from behind. He's overtaken me before. "Heh, why did you come with me until I got here, no work huh?"
"Who is coming with you. I'm here to pick up what I left behind!" he jerked me. So daring.
"Don't tell me it's a bag."
The man then walked away from me. God, why is my fate so bad. I had to move and walk over to my bag that was left behind earlier.
"Where are people not visible. Did I wrong people, but I have not apologized to him. Moreover, the universe has made me like this. Deliberate indeed.
"Sorry ma'am, I want to take my bag that's left behind." I said to the female cashier at the sun mall. He gave me the bag. Arriving on the street I looked for the man but was not found out. I then broke away from the crowd while looking for my motorcycle that I parked. On the way home, I was still hesitant to be able to return to the original story where I had to be willing to be engaged to the same man named ARKA.
I got home at last with a lot of groceries. There are clothes, pants, shirts, shoes, sandals and ties. Everything belongs to ARKA. Even though I do not shop for my own purposes, it is not because of what, it is because I am not in the mood. I just wanted to hp that was all. Hopefully later ARKA is my dream that can grant my prayers later.
My mother still hasn't come home yet apparently.
"Your mother hasn't come home yet..?" I asked my mother. Which is still missing. I put my body on the bed. Well, that's how I do things at home. There's no work I need samperin.
"Eh, Ijah's aunt has new shoes, who bought them..?"
"Same mom non!" aunt Ijah answered me.
"Mother, since when? Why would I buy shoes for Ijah's aunt?"
"Eh, aunt Ijah, what are those shoes for?"
"Do not know non. Said to make a non Aurel engagement later!"
"Yes my. So Ijah's aunt was made so with the reason that Ijah's aunt appeared fashionable later. Mother's outrageous indeed. Why also wear shoes at my engagement event later. The rest I still feel sad because I have left behind millions of memories that I have missed with Rahul.
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AUREL'S HOUSE.
Right, that man came to my house with the intention of meeting me in 2018. Actually in October. I came to my house after I went to buy something at the store. Buy cooking oil, he said mom wants to fry crackers to eat the same rice. I was immediately startled, seeing a man sitting in front of a chair sitting on the front floor. You know who that man is, it's Rahul. My God, why Rahul could be here.
I continued to hold my nerves as long as my legs stepped forward to face Rahul. I want to ask him why he's here. In Jakarta.
"Rahul, you're Rahul, right..?" I was surprised at the man dressed casually. He's wearing a grey checkered shirt.
"Aurel, alhamdulilah. You go home too. Thank you God." said Rahul in front of me. I do not understand why he is so grateful to Allah SWT.
"Why are you here. Alone anyway. Who told you to come here. Angel yeah..?" I'm pretty close to Rahul even though I'm a little uncomfortable with him.
"No Aurel. I came here because of my own decision. You came here because you wanted to meet you. I want to know your house." Rahul explained to me as he continued to sit.
"Oh that. Why did you meet me. Is there something important you want to tell me?"
"No Aurel, I just want to see you. That'sthat's all. There's nothing else."
"Oh, then I go inside you wait here first" I said to Rahul. Honestly I still feel nervous in front of Rahul Roy.
"Aurel, it's home. There's a guest, man. He said he wanted to meet you. Your friend huh?"
"Not, uh yeah. He was a friend of mine when I was at a seminar in the Department of Education. Mother is ordinary, no need to worry. He is an ordinary person who is not the president, regent or so forth. He was just an ordinary guest who wanted to meet Aurel. I met him first, Mom!" I said say.
"Yes, here's the tea you brought. Love him. It's been a pity for her since that day."
"Well, how many hours has he been here..?"
"About half an hour ago. Mom's worried, lest she mean the same to you. Is that right Aurel..?" Mom was a little suspicious of me and Rahul when in fact there was no problem between us.
"Have met your guests first. He was afraid he would come home. Hurry along!" Mom told me to.