Trapped in the Love of Immigrants
Dia
SMILE back. Unknowingly, I inhaled a deep breath while in this place. Losari Beach's! Yup, an exotic place that has always been beautiful in my memories with my father and mother. The beach is an icon in this city of Makassar, really always managed to make you fall in love and happy to be here. My eyes are not ceaselessly looking at one by one this vast beach that is so amazing. It seems like there has been a lot of renovation at some point. Some typical monuments of Makassar built here. The sound of the whirring waves in the sea and the wind that blew instantly hit my soft face, as if welcoming. Rickshaw-shaped monument, statues of the faces of the heroes, and buffalo statues appear to stand firmly decorate this beach. For a moment, I forgot my main purpose here. I focused my eyes with jelly, looking for the figure that made me come to this place.
God, why am I so stupid? I forgot to ask for Linka's phone number.
Again grumbling alone when I realized, when the girl was still not found. In fact, it's been down half the beach, but the girl hasn't been seen either. I then sat down on one of the great Monuments that had no idea what his name was.
A bright look, watching the people passing in front of me. Some people were also sitting not far from my side. This place is getting crowded, and there is a big Festival here. Community village is called. On every corner and street, communities filled this place. There are some special Posts in such a form as per the creativity of their respective communities that seem, even just now when they just arrived and entered the area here, some Birds and Reptiles greeted us who were deliberately put on display in an area that resembles a tunnel made of tents and surrounded by photos of community members. A long breath sounded from me.
Where can I find the girl? Oh, looks like you should call Mr. Dion and ask for his daughter's number.
My bangs and hair were now swaying blocking the view on my face, while picking up my phone in my bag and about to call.
He's right there. Staring at me with a face that almost smiled, but like being held back while stepping towards me. The world stopped for a moment. The overlapping sound from earlier because so crowded, the sound of a gust of wind that directly came from the beach, now tetiba just turned silent, very quiet. He passed before me, looking at these two eyes with his round eyes that were so exotic on his beautiful face, without even turning and blinking a bit from me while still stepping with his group of friends. I just realized and blinked when my body was struck instantly by the young girl who even with her innocent passed by. Like in a hurry to pursue something.
My eyes widened merrily and sighed in relief when the figure I was looking for earlier I now found.
"LINKA?" my screams instantly switched when I saw the girl wearing short jeans and a white T-shirt and a small bag running just behind the man. Like following. For a moment, his countenance was astonished for a moment when his glance turned and the glare of his eyes found me, then smiled as I was before him.
"Sir Keysa?" The cry of disbelief immediately rushed to hug me as he nodded in acknowledging his assumptions.
This girl has not changed. No matter the strange gazes of the people around him, he was not even uneasy about it.
"Where have you been? I was looking for you, you know!"
"Come on, I'll lose him, we'll talk while we walk!" The thrust that diverted without looking at me while pulling this hand away went nowhere.
His eyes wandered everywhere, his head crazily looking for something.
"Linka?"
"Sstt, don't call that name, brother, but Alin. This brother is the same as papi!" His ink corrected while babbling at the end of the sentence which made me smile.
His hand still tightly grasped me amid the urges of people passing by. The boisterous visitors are getting crowded, even as if defeating the sound of the thumping orchestra music house that is deliberately installed with a large stage right on the west for introductory performance and other community performances.
Who is this kid looking for?
"Well, Alinka Segeevia Diondra, where are we going? Your father's been worried looking for you,"
"Bapy? Oh, you've met papi?"
I rolled my eyes. This kid can't even talk.
Take a deep breath for a moment, then, "I work in his office and now—"
"Oh, come on, brother, what time is it! I still want to see it, huh huh?" Pintanya.
I would recommend getting fired like this!
"Sister?" His whining again tried which made me flinch as he touched my hand. The look on his face was so clear that it looked exaggerated, like it was made up. Then, "Who would you like to see?"
His steps came to a halt along with the sigh of his leg which made me stop as well but looked at him in wonder which did not notice me. "That!" he pointed at the man who was standing not far from us.
*He? O-oh!
Is that Linka*'s girlfriend*?
The girl's discordant laughter next to me rang out which made me realize, I said the sentence that was on my mind.
"I want to, but I know you haven't!" sela Linka replied. "Oh." My brief. "Why? Does Key like it too?" this young girl's question left me momentarily flabbergasted. But, Linka's eyes remained towards the man.
I shook my head quickly, then looked at his sparkling face while looking at the man from a distance who was with his group and we stood among the people who were swarming around him in awe.
"He's handsome, isn't he, brother? And cool too? The performance was cool too. Sis, ask for his number or social media account, dong?"
This girl's last sentence made me gawk and wail.
What did he say? Oh, is that right, Linka?
my eyes rolled at once as they began to get upset.
"Sister, please?" please begin again, and know for yourself I cannot refuse someone who begs like that.
Really shit! Stubborn at the wrong time, ugh!
After all, I know very well the nature of this girl. We met several times and walked in Jakarta first. If you have a desire, even a stone cannot shake his desire. Really stubborn and ambitious.
"All right!" my sigh finally relented after clicking its tongue.
And it made him jump with joy, and then he hugged me with pleasure. Without saying anything, this girl immediately pulled me in the middle of the crowd, approached, and got closer until it was very clear that the man was currently performing.
The tall man was doing pull-ups and chalistenic gymnastics on a long, high transverse iron. Various variations of the workout are shown. Occasionally also his body and legs like the middle of dancing in the air, with hands holding tightly to the iron that holds his athletic body weight—kutahu it is chalistenic. Then, his body was last lifted up in the air, and then wiggled like a bow on an iron bar, then it landed smoothly on the ground—with a typical sweet smile—in the middle of her leap in the air that was on the pedestal of her hand in that long iron. The applause of the visitors watching made me smile for a second as well and yeah, quite amazed. I admit, he was quite charming, even compared to any man I've seen and met so far.
Denim music from a Disk Jokie on stage there is now heard again and decorate the night is getting colder and crowded beach visitors are increasingly crowded. The black hat he was wearing now he threw towards his friend and then gave a distinctive shine.
Again Linka pulled me over to the man, as she pulled over and watched her group of friends who were now getting a performance turn while occasionally chatting to someone beside her, it seemed like it was also part of his groupmates.
"Come, Brother!" Linka whispered to me cheerfully but in an urgent tone and made me look at her unsure. I hope the girl changes her mind. However, when Linka threw a smile and stared in accusation at the man, it was a waste of my hope. My eyes twisted, closed their eyes, then exhaled violently, trying to gather all my courage and shake off the embarrassment that began to creep this up to the effect on my cheeks that began to turn red.
"Em—hi." Sapaku in English while trying to smile as sweetly as possible, as his body turned around with his gaze successfully shifted towards me. Linka was standing right behind me, as if hiding from her embarrassment.
Damnit damnit! Really stuck with this girl's ambition! If it wasn't for Mr. Dion, I'd run away from here.
"Oh, yeah, hi?"
Oh, my God, her voice is so soft and—
The girl elbowed me behind until I glanced at her with a clumsy look. Then, "Umm, can you help me? I mean, do you have an id or social media? " i was clumsy after a cough and heaved a heavy sigh when I had to make a request that he painstakingly gulped.
*Really, my cheeks are really heating up in embarrassment, even like I don't have a face right now.
Why is it suddenly nervous like this, sih*?
"Well, do you want?" admit it awkwardly, looking at me with a clumsy smile that for a moment makes me flabbergasted and unexpected.
Really?
A slow, clumsy nod was seen from me when Linka back nudged that jolted me. Just realized, not even my eyes blinked.
His hand trembled slightly, as he fiddled with his phone and it managed to make me smile and relax a little. Enough of its own entertainment. I don't know what happened to him.
Her beautiful black hair is now in the wind until it covers the forehead. White-blue gloves appear to wrap the palms solidly and the width is in line with sporty shoes. The strapping body is compatible with black jerseys and men's sports pants. I even just realized, from earlier I was fascinated with eyes that were almost gray with irises mixed with gold browned eyes.
"Let me!" sela Linka suddenly, then took the phone from the man's hand to make him look at the girl, then looked at me and still in his clumsy smile.
"I took your picture, okay? Take a picture?" he interrupted his friend, then turned to look at the man before me at the end of the sentence and made him nod with a big smile.
He then grabbed the hat on his friend while grinning, then put it on upside down, standing closer to me with a sweet smile as his friend's call took our picture.
The world stopped and quiet again. This bule man was standing very close to me, very close to no distance and our skin was touching.
* * *
"So that makes you smile yourself?" farah's temptation made me look at her for a moment while looking at her in surprise.
He grinned, then glanced at me before the chocolate jam bread made it into his mouth and he chewed. I who was about to sip my fresh tea, became flabbergasted for a moment.
A smile? Me?
"Have I looked that awful lately?" his laughter echoed in this small living room, then ganged teasingly at me as he looked at her with a squint.
"Oh, come on, admit it, honey? I know you liked it, right, ever since your accidental meeting that night? Moreover, he took your social id account and chat for the first time at that time to say hello. Even you have to swallow the prestige just to start the conversation first with his cold attitude that was so short to reply,"
Oh, blimey!
"You checked my phone again?" his brows raised by one, then smiled with innocent.
Basic Farah!
My heavy sigh just came out and I decided to sip tea after my eyeballs rolled. That was his habit. So just ignore it. It was disrespectful, but even though it was a normal thing he did to me, he always managed to surprise me.
But okay, this time what else did he find out?
"So, you guys started doing 'approach', huh?" Farah asked again who started trying to pry my relationship with the man and deliberately suppressed his last vocabulary.
Oh, komaan?
"We were just chatting via chat, Far, that's it,"
"But just the same, it's called the approach and the ending will also be you guys dating," he said of the origin that made me turn my eyes.
"Then, since when did you give up like that? Until willing to start a chat first with a guy you just know after he just greeted and then ignored, even he was cold by replying to the chat briefly, you still started it,"
And that, it managed to leave me stunned. Yeah-yeah, that girl was right. I don't know what's going on with me right now. I don't even care about that craziness.
"Maybe that way facing an indifferent man like him!" I then sip my tea.
"Just because you want to stay close to her and not lose your life?" farah's sentence managed to make me shut up and started to pester these thoughts and thoughts.
"But, he's really handsome, anyway." He murmured again and then bit the bread other than him.
My sigh sounded again and made me unintentionally roll my eyes.
I admit, I was quite amazed. But, he was nothing more than a stranger I had just met!
"It seems like you're starting to open your heart to someone after those three years, and it's better for you than just being alone,"
"Mandi, sana! Maybe because you haven't shampooed and cleaned, your mind gets cloudy this early in the morning!"
Farah grinned, then bit her bread again who either had a portion to how much. "So, if you don't like him, let me handle it, huh?" it was that woman who started again and made me smile. His crazy thoughts are coming back.
"Take it if he wants to!" timpalku.
"really? You're not hurt or jealous? But, ah, no! It's your first love and I'm not that bad at taking it,"
Gluey! It feels like the tea I just drank, feels hard to swallow when passing through the throat.
What the fuck?
"Sorry, I'm just—"
"It's okay. I have to go. It's seven o'clock, I could be late." Pamitku who does not want to discuss it anymore and make my best friend was smiling clumsily, when this hand rubbed his hair gently.
* * *
My eyes stared straight out the window. The weather this afternoon was so blistering outside, with nothing and only towering buildings. For a long time, I remembered it. But this time, it felt different. There was no more tightness, pain, even crying in my heart, no more! Yeah, everything's gone, gone for good. Although sometimes the memory of him back teased, but at least, the feeling was gone. Alan. The man who was with me three years ago, but was destroyed instantly with only a third person. But anyway, in the end, he wasn't for me. Since then, I've decided to take a step, without looking. Although one day time bring together, but it's just an old story that will not be able to come back again until anytime.
A subtle clink instantly rang on my phone. And that was a chat from my social id account.
Navroy Gray
Hi too. I'm sorry I just returned your message, just woke up.
07:56 August, 18
My eyebrows cringing.
Keys
Sorry, I'm bothering you.
07:58 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Its alright. Well, can you introduce yourself?
08:01 August, 18
Keys
I thought you knew already. Umm, okay.
I'm Keysa, and I'm also called Key.
08:02 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Yeah, sorry, but I'm just clear. Goody. All right, I'll call Key.
What about your job and where you live?
08:10 August, 18
Just as I was about to reply to her, the delicate clink on my phone rang again.
Navroy Gray
Forgetit! Excuse me.
08:10 August, 18
My eyebrows are again cringing.
What's up with him? Bizarrely.
Keys
Its alright. I'm accounting for one of the hotels near Karebosi. And well, about my house, I live near Pettarani. Not far from downtown, you know.
08:12 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Yeah, that's great.
08:17 August, 18
Keys
How're you?
08:17 August, 18
Navroy Gray
I'm Navroy, can you see for yourself, right the name on my account?
Yeah, that's my name. And, from Pakistan.
08:25 August, 18
Keys
Oh. You busy?
08:25 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Nnnnope.
08:26 August, 18
Keys
What again?
08:26 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Nothing, just watching a movie.
08:30 August, 18
Keys
Only themselves?
08:31 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Yeah.
08:32 August, 18
Keys
Oh.
08:32 August, 18
Navroy Gray
Yeah.
08:32 August, 18
I took a deep breath, then leaned back on the back of the chair.
Really short
In a fit of annoyance, he turned off his phone and put it in his bag, then went back to work on my office report. A silly introduction indeed. We just clarified each other's identities after a few days of chat.
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