The Letter To My Albino

Dialogue Membayung

...RYCA POV...

After she finished calling Bimo, Ryca placed her phone on the table.

Exit to the balcony of the house while looking at the view of the city is very dense.

Ryca is a native child of Indonesian descent . It's just that after her father died, the mother became TKW in Australia and Ryca had to live with her grandmother.

Even Ryca had to stay in the orphanage until grade 2 Elementary. I don't know what happened in his family, which is certain after graduating from Ryca High School to go to Australia to meet his mother and biological mother.

Opening a cafe ala-ala typical Indonesian food and also the presentation is very beautiful.

'It has been a year since I left Indonesia, ' Ryca said in her heart.

Ryca moved to Australia with her family.

'How are you doing there?'

'Did you miss me?'

'Do you have the same taste for me?'

'O lord of hope, let me enter your life.

Let me dance with the beauty of your voice, your smile and even your laughter.

O master whom I have always admired, when will we be together? If we can't be together...

It's okay, I'd prefer you be happy with what you choose.'

The writing is so touching, contained in a small diary in Matcha.

...~•~●~•~...

Pk ...

Find the shoulder of the mother who approached him.

"Why Re?"

"It's okay mbak."

"Think Bimo?"

"Hmm? Not really," said Ryca lying.

"Don't get dragged into an estuary of feelings. You'll drown."

"I don't ... Huh ...."

I don't know what Ryca wants to say. For sure he was out of words, out of sound and only breath could be exhaled.

"Lantas, why do you still want to settle there?" ask Ryca.

"I don't know, either."

"You're just used to the feelings you're cultivating, but I'll make sure you don't have those tastes anymore."

"Even if I feel empty and like there's steam in my chest, isn't that a real taste?" ryca asked in denial.

"Yes, it's clear. It is no longer a pure feeling to yourself. But you're just used to what you've always felt."

"Like the race, you keep trying to figure out what's ahead until you finally get the answer. "

"Then what about ...?" his words were cut back.

As a tangled thread surrounds Ryca's head, Ryca can only look down at the balcony and wonder at her.

'Is it possible that I'm just used to it?'

'I don't understand. I'm fucked, I'm broken, maybe. If I let them go.'

And all day Ryca just reconciles with her feelings. Looking for the surprising fact that actually Bimo once had a taste to his best friend.

I don't know who told you, which Ryca knows.

'Don't let us be divided over just one phrase.' Ryca.

Why are there no clouds today? Even white cloud smoke is not visible in the blue sky.

The sky was bright even the blue light of the ocean was clearly visible in my eyes.

'In other words, I miss you.'

...~•~●~•~...

Next day.

Ryca has to return to Indonesia by plane and carry 2 large suitcases.

"Are you sure you don't want to live here?" ask the mother.

"No ma'am, Reca has to study in Indonesia. "

"Yes the college!" sahut the mbak.

"Yes, yes, if I leave, ma'am."

Chubby ...

The journey to the airport begins. Ryca stared at the street here, where she would return later but didn't know when.

'I must be back, ' Ryca said in her heart.

...~•~●~•~...

International airport.

"Thank you mr. Tom," Ryca told her mother's private driver.

"Yeah, I will be back soon."

While pushing the suitcase into the airport, Ryca throws a monologue rhyme in her heart.

'The dark black cloud swept away the light in the nastabala, accompanied by the shackles in my deafening heart and the questions surrounding my head.

'What should I do with this feeling? Do I have to express this feeling?'

'Please make peace with my head so that you do not get carried away by the long currents covering your body, breaking your broken heart and ruffling all your activities.'

Quiet carrying and facial expressions tend to be shady, but the real Ryca is not.

Ryca has a little private closed, not too fond of poking stories to others. Even if only he knew how he felt at the time.

...~~[In Airplane]~...

"excuse me, Miss."

"Yes sis, is there anything we can help you with?"

"I want to ask where is the G 10 seat?"

"Let me show you!"

Ryca follows the flight attendant who will show her her seat.

When it came to the seat number on the ticket, Ryca's seat was right next to the plane window.

But unfortunately most anti Ryca sitting next to the window finally inevitably Ryca asked to exchange seats with the man who had occupied his place.

"Excuse me, uh ... excuse me sir!"

"Yes, can I help you sis?"

"Hm ..."

'Duh what's the English tukeran place? Forgot again!' inner Ryca is confused.

"Hmm ... can barter seat?"

'Is that barter seat Ca? Don't understand this guy, huh?' ryca's mind is still confused.

"May kok sak," said the man immediately moved to the seat next to the window.

'uh? I swear by what? This guy speaks Indonesian?'

"Sir? Can you speak Indonesia?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I am Raffa, a native of Indonesia. Living in jakarta."

"Well, great. I'm Ryca living in Bandung, but my family's all here."

"Can't you?"

"Mom, I work here and I also go to college here."

"Well, why did you go back to Indonesia?"

"I studied in Indo, I happen to have my heart still left in Indonesia. "

"Hmm, your lover?"

"Ehm, not yet but still find out first what the heck."

"Huh? Still hanging? Oh, my God, it's so pretty to hang."

A light conversation ensued between the two of them until the plane left the airport.

Ryca's trip this time is not boring, because there is someone who invites him to talk about many things.

adding a little knowledge can even be said to be comfortable as a lighter is between them.

'If Bimo was this guy, maybe I'd been with him a long time.'

Ryca stuck the window next to the man. It is clearly visible a tinge of orange color right around the speed of this plane.

'Is this violet monologuing?'

'Abermonologist about his separation with the light cloud turned dark? A farewell that looks so beautiful if enjoyed but hurts if you feel.'

'The bridge we see is dusk at the end of the horizon. Parting with his surya became pitch-black. Will my story end happily with her?'

'Or is it just a scribble of ink in this book?' ryca's writing on her little book.

Connect ....

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Autors

Hello Minnasan!

How are you doing? Sorry I just updated. It's been almost 5 days that I didn't update.

Sorry, everybody.🙏

I was really busy yesterday with events on campus so I did not care at all for my writing.

Sampe-sampe out of the writing group yesterday because I have almost 7 days not writing🤣

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