The pura AMNESIA

PURA PURA AMNESIA

Abyan twirled the phone in his hand restlessly. Waiting was the thing that the brown-eyed man hated the most. Besides, it seemed like there was something wrong with his heart today.

Usually he will be patient waiting for his fiancee to shop or choose clothes, but this time the opposite. He was very upset, as if there were embers burning his seat until Abyan was no longer calm when the boutique sofa was quite comfortable.

After the arrival of Alya two days ago to the office, Abyan so often urinated and no longer tasteful in continuing all preparations for his marriage with the Japanese girl named Liliana Kazuo complete.

Although several times his future wife changed clothes and asked Abyan's opinion about the wedding dress she was wearing, the man just nodded and shook his head without any intention of commenting more.

The eagle-eyed man's mind wandered far back, where he felt his life was empty after becoming the bully-an material the girl he wanted with all his heart. Although at that time say he was still a teenager, but it was the first time Abyan felt what the meaning of an abnormal heart pounding and passionate longing.

So, no wonder if when Alya hurt Abyan, the pain seemed to leave a trauma. No one knows, as a result Abyan spent his teenage years with depression.

Who can endure pain, from humiliation? In the past, Alya for him was like a moon in the sky that seemed difficult to reach, but now Alya was no more like a parasite whose presence gnawed at his defensive fortifications.

The man shook his own head then clucked inexplicably. He wondered, why did fate delight in playing with his heart? Sometimes he doesn't know whether to laugh or blame himself.

"Byan, is this good, right? I'm pretty, right?" tanya Lili spread the daydream of Abyan who had been staring at just one point. The narrow-eyed girl felt that something was different from her lover but she was lazy to look further.

Anyone knows, Abyan is like ice cubes, cold and slippery. Lili must carefully keep it from escaping. Therefore, Lili did not want her struggle to get Abyan and her property would be destroyed.

"Oh, yes, good," replied Byan with a glance.

"You say, which mending? What's pink white for the night reception?" Lili didn't give up, she had to make Abyan a little enthusiastic. As soon as the message of his future in-laws.

Given that choice, inevitably Abyan also turned his head but again the owner of the nose bangir it only showed interest a fraction of a second.

"As far as you are, whichever you are beautiful," Abyan forced a smile.

"Which one did you look forward to?" lili's birthday still looks unsatisfied.

The man sighed softly, already tired of all the sometimes excessive Lili's behavior.

If it wasn't for being betrothed and considering her mother, she would probably have chosen singles forever. Because, it was not easy for him to release the trauma of being hurt and release Alya's shadow.

Alya's sweet shadow, Alya's ever-smiling shadow and Alya's always-misunderstanding shadow over her feelings. All of those memories were like allies making his heart throb again with pain every memory of him.

Then now that Abyan had painstakingly forgotten, why did he have to come? Is it wrong to pretend amnesia? Because as a man he just does not want his struggle to release back to the starting point. That was probably the deepest regret that plagued Abyan's mind.

"Byan, you don't hear me, do you?" reprimand Lili. The mouth of the girl with narrow eyes scowled dislike because Abyan just fell silent not answering.

Abyan was flabbergasted as if awakened, then heaved a heavy sigh. He realized it was too much. Even if he doesn't like it, he shouldn't ignore Lili.

Relented. The man approached Lili and then embraced the shoulder of his future wife, until Lili felt calm.

"Sorry, lately I have a lot of thoughts Li, anyway choose the clothes you like, as your partner I will agree."

"Including for design and print invitations?" ask Lili with passion.

Abyan nodded, he was the type of man who did not want to make a fuss. So, let Lili rule everything.

"Well, byan's got time tonight, right? We'll meet the owner of the printing press, he's one of the colleagues recommended by the entrepreneur community. His name is Alya," Lili explained, making Abyan's hand immediately detached.

"Alyas? What's his full name?" abyan asked, starting to be vigilant.

"Alya Farhanas."

Abyan's eyes widened, it turned out that the magnet of time was there. Even now she heard the same name as the girl who had once brought up her heart.

"You, have you met him before?"

"No, I said I was recommended so this is the first meeting. I just contacted her a week ago, she said the design in her was unique and classy, so I was curious," explained Lili without looking at Abyan's slightly paled expression.

Either this was a coincidence or it was indeed an inevitable fate. As soon as Abyan's brain sent a signal of restlessness into his heart, the man suddenly regressed a leg that felt heavy.

The man hoped that only their names would be the same.

(***)

Alya's mood plummeted. Repeatedly the girl tried to concentrate on the laptop that had been on but failed again. He still could not believe Abyan dared to deny his true identity.

Though Alya has enough evidence to show that the sturdy man is Abyan Ghifari, a friend of Junior High who he has hurt and disappointed.

Want Alya to understand and take it as an Abyan's hatred, but should she go that far? Or did Abyan have an accident and amnesia? Hmh! The movie isn't! Alya felt that Abyan was deliberately treating her that way.

Gamelan. He shifted his laptop to look at the scene outside the window unobstructed, then leaned his tired shoulders onto the chair while pondering.

Without notice, it's four months left to find a husband. Because, he did not want to disappoint his family especially Fira. All his efforts have been done from shaum david to other practices, only one that has not been complete. Sorry about Abyan.

Actually, Alya personally is not sure, but the fact that he once hurt someone makes the guilt disturb the tranquility of the sweet girl's life.

Alya twisted the tip of her hijab in fret. Had his father been around, he probably wouldn't have been this fragile.

Tito's father must have been able to persuade Fatimah's mother to approve if her sister married first. Mother is so, her belief in tradition is strong. He said, if Alya was stepped over by his sister then Alya's soul mate would be even more difficult.

Agb ....

Speaking of Tito's father, Alya remembered that Abyan was the schoolmate who first came to the funeral, he was good.

Abyan who is always there when Alya forgets to do PR, Abyan who is present when Alya trains alone to win the cheers competition and Abyan who knows what Alya likes and does compared to her own best friend.

The girl is fully aware that it is appropriate for Abyan to express feelings in the past, but selfishness and a sense of not wanting to be judged ugly make Alya reject Abyan. He lamented that he was only judging someone by his physique and that he might now be punished. 

Tock-tock.

The door of Alya's room was suddenly knocked on by someone. As usual, even though the day goes up at night, some people still work overtime because in this rainy season the printing is strangely more flooded with jobs.

"Yes, come in." Alya corrected her sitting position, pretending to be working on something.

"Sir, sorry the guest Mbak has come," said Lutfan. She is a graphic designer at Alya's printing house.

"Well, Ma'am is going there to wait in the meeting room, okay?" sahut Alya closed his laptop and prepared to go down.

"Well Ma'am, oh, yes, Ma'am wants me to prepare a meal, a drink or-"

"No need Fan, I am not hungry yet, just prepare food for our guests," Alya ordered politely.

Lutfan nodded in understanding then he retreated.

Alya tidied up her hijab and clothes which that night was a little messy. This time the client was no ordinary person, the news said that who will get married is the son of a prominent family and also the largest donor in the community, then he must make consumers satisfied so that the cooperation runs smoothly.

(***)

Abyans. For a few minutes, the two of them looked shocked and stunned by each other until Lili finally heard a greeting voice.

"This record ... Alya Farhana, right?" sapa Lili saw Alya could only stare at the door.

"Agh, yes. Please sit! Just call me Alya, it seems like our age is not much different," said Alya politely trying to neutralize his heart, while Abyan cleared his throat because he was just as nervous.

"Wow, Alya, I'm pretty amazed, didn't expect your printing to be really good and pretty big, huh?" Lili clucked in awe as she circulated her gaze, assessing Alya's workplace. 

"Alhamdullilah Li, not as big as your brownies but, yes .. This is how it is," replied Alya after allowing the two to sit comfortably. 

"Loh, you know I'm a cake business?"

"Of course, who doesn't know Liliana Kazuo? I'm very flattered, Lili entrusted her invitation to us" said Alya again.

Actually Alya was told by Rima, but strange Rima did not give more information about Lili's future husband. Had he known, Lili's partner was Abyan, maybe he would have refused to take this job.

Lili nodded happily, she was relieved to be right said Rima, her colleague in the community, Alya, who is friendly and nice to talk to.

"Oh, let's introduce this to my future husband Abyan Ghifari, we just happened to be out of shirt fittings, so all of you stopped by, didn't you, Byan?" Senggol Lili to Abyan who had been silent since, was busy with her own thoughts.

"Yes, greetings know me Abyan," said Abyan coldly. The man raised his head to look at Alya, then accidentally their eyes met a glance.

A strange tremor engulfed the two, keeping them busy turning their eyes away. The two men are like two humans who are met by fate, but both try to separate themselves. Thus, the result only leaves a rumble in each chest.

"Well, it's nice to meet Mr. Byan too" Alya said, trying to be friendly.

The round-eyed girl was as professional as possible, although she was still shocked because suddenly her heart was hot when Abyan was officially introduced by Lili, even though logically everything was clear.

Why would they come here other than intending to print out a wedding invitation? Alya so surprised, if Abyan has moved on, why can't he quickly also forgive their past? Or is this a test for him like Mbak Pipit said?

Uh! Let it! Alya tried to shake off the prejudice and tried to refocus.

With all the professional attitude that still remains, Alya without making small talk began his presentation about the design of the invitation he submitted to Lili and Abyan. 

Throughout Alya's explanation, Abyan looked unsettled, he more often lowered his head and threw a glance in another direction than to have to look straight at Alya.

Abyan could not avoid, the heart that once beat fast, is now back present, because only Alya can make it so. He could not concentrate and wanted to leave immediately, that was all. 

"Where does Byan, which one do you like?" ask Lili after Alya's presentation ends. 

Alya made three designs by carrying out classic concepts such as Lili's request, the three still do not contain the name of the two brides because when Alya communicated via WA with Lili, they still did not contain the name of the bride, the beautiful narrow-eyed girl had not mentioned her full name nor the name of her partner, it was natural that Alya still emptied the name of the bride.

"I don't like all three" Abyan replied immediately. Lili and Alya suddenly looked at her, Abyan's answer was unexpected. 

"Three?" Alya widened his eyes in disbelief, only this time the design he had been working on for a full week with overtime was rejected outright. Everyone in this city knows, if Alya famous graphic design, he thinks the concept is not arbitrary. 

"Yes, all three, why? Should I repeat? For me, all the designs are not too good to be an icon at my wedding, I asked to make another five designs," said Abyan coldly. He looked at Alya sharply as well as the opposite. 

Lili who felt bad for Alya immediately mediated. "Heum, this is Byan .. Didn't you just say I can choose the theme of the invitation card? I like one of those sat-"

"Darling Lili, isn't this our marriage? If I don't agree, it's natural, right?" break up Abyan while grabbing Lili's hand.

Seeing Abyan's warming demeanor, Lili nodded her head like she was hypnotized. This was the first time Abyan was seen commenting enthusiastically with their wedding preparations and calling her 'Honey', she thought Abyan would not say that.

Lili's heart immediately seemed to get a signal, while Alya glanced back. Not because of jealousy, but because of the results of his creativity just insulted.

"So, should I repeat? Didn't Lili just say she likes vintage designs with a tursive inscription?" nego Alya's. The girl was honestly already very tired of putting together all the impromptu designs that Lili had requested before. If not for his friend Rima, he was lazy to also be prosecuted in a short time.

"Ehm, I'm sorry Alya, after I think it's right according to Abyan, it seems that it must be repeated, can you design again according to Abyan's request? We will pay double if necessary" Lili persuaded Alya. 

The veiled girl fell silent for a moment, thinking. Alya suspected Abyan was deliberately troublesome, but no doubt he was nodding his head. He felt unprofessional if he refused.

"Okay, God willing I try, just calm down our task is to satisfy consumers," replied Alya trying not to provoke emotions. 

Seeing Abyan's attitude made Alya even more convinced that the man in front of her was the same person as Abyan whom she knew. So, with a quick movement he sent a message to Lutfan to prepare a special dish that Abyan would definitely not like to test him secretly.

"When's the deadline?" 

"Two days from now." Abyan decided without discussing with Lili. Alya's eyes were perfectly rounded looking at Abyan, while the man just looked on expressionlessly.

Realizing that she was being played, Alya massaged her temple which felt heavy. Facing Abyan, again can make him attacked by sudden hypertension.

"Why isn't this a famous printing press? It's disappointing that even this kind of challenge cannot be met" Abyan said sarcastically when he saw Alya's face turning sour.

Alya clenched her hands under the table, eager for her to stand up and point Abyan's nose and took an oath of expletiveness but she had to remember that they were not random people. They're big-class clients.

"How, are you scared? Then me and Lili are gonna go get a la-" printing press"

"Well, I try, but before I go home, as a welcome and a sign of our cooperation, how about we taste our dinner first? We actually have prepared a small dish and may soon come," said Alya still smiling. 

Sure enough, after waiting twenty minutes Lutfan and Wiwin came to bring seafood dishes that were deliberately ordered from the cafe next to the office.

Abyan was of course surprised, not expecting Alya to serve a dish that might be pretended to be uncovered. Smart also Alya, indeed who knows he is allergic to only a handful of people including Alya.

"Please dined! Wouldn't it be rude to refuse food? Is that right, Mr Byan?" sindir Alya who saw Abyan's face began to pale. 

Alya singled out a smile of victory, well the match becomes a draw. He looked at Abyan full of probing, he wanted to test if Abyan would eat that seafood or not? If he ate it, suppose that Abyan in front of him might indeed not be someone Alya knew.

Then, unexpectedly it turns out that Abyan ate it. The man ate the seafood without hesitation. Alya's round eye reflexes glared, the girl was shocked.

At one time Abyan never wanted to eat seafood because it would cause him to experience shortness of breath and his skin reddened. This he knew, when Abyan used to be forced to eat seafood by the basketball chairman who bullied him.

Aghs! Alya pursed her lips worriedly. His heart was instantly filled with worry. Is it possible that the estimate is wrong?

(***)

Abyan rushed into his apartment with a sweaty body. After forcing Lili home to be picked up by her driver, Abyan went straight home and called her doctor friend.

"Ben, hurry to my apartment, my allergies are relapsing," Abyan explained briefly to Ben on the phone.

Without waiting for Ben to answer, Abyan shut him down. The man then walked by touching the wall and the hand kept scratching the body.

Itching, heat and tightness that was what she felt now and all that was because of Alya.

Only the girl was able to make him act this far.

(***)