The Lover In Dream

A Confession

Naomi follows Kubo from behind, as Kubo hugs her earlier. Naomi was silent for a moment, relieving her feelings for the worries that invaded her suddenly. But after Naomi really realized, the woman immediately took off Kubo's tight embrace and stiffened. He was confused, somehow he was so relieved when he saw this man was fine. The worry is the same, as it was years ago.

Kubo's sturdy body, with long sleeves rolled up. It looks so almost perfect in Naomi's eyes. He asked the man to walk ahead of him because he felt uncomfortable. At the end of this, Naomi's mind is disturbed because Kubo begins to dare to touch her. He was uncomfortable with the treatment.

Tonight as more snow began to fall, white patches began to cover the road and grew thicker. A chill started coming in, slipping between the pores of Naomi's skin. He did not have time to wear thick clothes even though the weather forecast today will snow. In his modest clothes he was forced to walk to an apartment a short distance from the hospital. With his discomfort towards Kubo.

"Want to eat ?" Kubo asked as he turned around.

Naomi was a little surprised to the point of having to make him stop walking and take a step back.

"Ordinary place?" Ask Naomi.

Kubo nodded and smiled faintly, they walked up to find a tavern where they had eaten together the first time they met. This time Kubo downed more than three bottles of sake alone, though Naomi had already forced him to stop. The man kept chugging, again and again. Until the bottle is empty. Naomi just silently looked at Kubo, actually she wanted to go home soon. Kubo made him sit up. He stored his phone in a bag after sending a short message to Rio. The deep gaze was not also realized Kubo, even Naomi repeatedly invited the man home and asked the waiter to stop sending the sake that Kubo asked to their table.

"To be honest, I don't like you this way" Naomi said softly.

Naomi suddenly snorted annoyed, vain for him to talk to Kubo in a drunken state. Kubo's eyes were unguided, how he could digest Naomi's words. But Naomi wants to keep talking, she wants Kubo to keep hearing it even though he will forget about what he has said.

"I don't like you taking my hand, I don't like you holding me. Please be professional" Naomi insisted.

"I don't like it when you touch me" she added.

"Even you have absolutely no right to touch me" Naomi said.

Brakkkk !

Suddenly Kubo stomped a bottle of sake that was still full to the table, making people around the store look at him.

"What right did you have to come into my life at that time?" Kubo.

"Even you didn't have the right to save my life back then" Kubo added.

His head still fell, not daring to look at Naomi.

"You don't remember who I am, you don't know who I am either" Lirih Kubo said.

Naomi captures Kubo's intentions leading up to his past. He did not want to argue, but his heart was full of questions for Kubo.

"I know, I know. A man locked in a small bathroom. They starved for days and almost died. I know, it's you" Naomi explained.

This time Kubo began to dare to look into Naomi's eyes, and continued to observe Naomi's face that seemed to start serious.

"When you don't come, I won't find it difficult to accept Takai" Kubo said.

"But you came, did things that no one else did for me. Shaping memories that shouldn't exist, forming a space of my own in my mind and heart"

"If you hadn't been hurt in the sun, I wouldn't have remembered your face and would have forgotten you"

"But you were there, passing me by in direct sunlight. Makes me remember the face I always remember"

"Do you know how long I've been looking?"

"Year of the year"

"Now you're talking rights with me?"

"Then what? what right do you have when you have to make sure that I'm locked up ?"

"What right do you have to throw stones every day just to make sure that I'm alive?"

"And what right do you have to embrace me and take that whole blow unconscious?"

"Even everything you did back then I remember clearly"

"Can't I misunderstand?"

"Don't I think that maybe you like me?"

"Did I not wish for a little that you might also seek me out, just as I seek you out?"

"I didn't forget" Naomi muttered.

"I will never forget that day. When the feeling of wanting to save yourself is more important than myself"

"Even for someone I've never seen his face, or known"

"He was kept tight and present every time I was in a small room"

"Push the chest, fill the whole feeling with worry"

"Whether he's okay, how is he, is he still alive, or is he happy"

"The question keeps coming up every time I remember"

"But I didn't have a chance to know who had kept those memories in my mind"

"And now you want to make me feel that I was wrong when I came to you that day?"

"Even if it makes you feel heavy because of your whole memory. You can throw away all those bad memories"

Finally Naomi spoke as she continued to look into Kubo's eyes. He wants Kubo to know that he also remembers Kubo even if only for a moment.

"I like you" Kubo said.

Naomi silently flinch at Kubo's confession, as silence approaches them. Naomi decides to leave Kubo alone.

*****

Actually Naomi kept waiting for Kubo through the door of her apartment, it had been an hour since she arrived there. He deliberately sat behind the door just to make sure that Kubo had gone home. But the man did not come. Although waiting, but he still did not have the courage to get out of his apartment if Kubo came. He was still confused what to do with Kubo if the man was in front of him later.

Step off!

A message entered his phone, he quickly grabbed his phone located on the sofa.

"Meet?" Think Naomi.

It was an incoming message from Takai, who said that the woman wanted to meet him the day after tomorrow. He remembered the woman was the woman who came to Kubo's office. And that woman called Kubo when she was drunk. Quickly, he replied to the message by agreeing to it because he was curious. Naomi ran towards the door when she heard the sound of an apartment door opening outside, she tried to peek out of the small hole in the door. But there's no one outside. Being too curious Naomi came out of her apartment and with a movement to settle the precipitate she approached the door of Kubo's apartment. Poking her ear at the door, hoping to hear something. Or get the certainty that the man has returned to his apartment safely.

"What meda?" Kubo asked behind Naomi's body, while following Naomi's style.

Naomi's eyes widened when she heard the voice of the man she knew so well. Suddenly his body felt cold, and his blood flowed even more profusely. He could only smile when he saw Kubo in front of him.

"I want to take out the trash" Naomi said in embarrassment.

He just wanted to say what he had in mind at the time.

"Junk? Where's the trash?" Kubo asked when he saw that Naomi had not brought any trash bags in her hand.

"Oh yes, the trash is missing. In my apartment. It was rushed to dispose of the garbage, until the garbage was left behind" explained Naomi wrong behavior.

"missed out?" Read Kubo.

"Yes left behind, the trash did not look like garbage. So I don't think it's rubbish" Naomi said in a nervous tone.

"If it's not trash, why waste it ?" Ask Kubo again.

"Step it garbage"

"Sheep you don't see it's rubbish"

"I want to take out the trash, keep the trash out. It's up to me to squirm it's garbage or not. Anyway I'm taking out the trash. Point"

His cheeks flushed, he ran into the apartment without letting Kubo ask again until he confirmed that Kubo had entered his apartment and did not come out again. He has been cursing himself ever since he dodged.

"Stupid" Naomi told herself.

"Arrrrgggggghhhhh stupid stupid fool" he shouted.