Trapped in the Love of Immigrants
The Handsome One Is Waiting for Me—First Time
This morning as usual. Bright, yet warmed the weather. But the difference is, somehow this heart feels happy, so loose.
I arrived early in the office and immediately wrestled with work. The administrative reports are really piling up and should be finalized today. As soon as I checked the files on this sixteen-inch laptop, the subtle clanking made me turn to the source of the sound. My eyes briefly turned to glance at the guitar-shaped clock I accidentally put on the table—near my equipment and important documents—apparently, it has been seven thirty minutes.
Navroy Gray
Morning, Baby!
07:28, November 12
My smile evaporates. He really changed! For the first time, he greeted me warmly, yet so sweet. For a moment, I ignored work, then switched to this wide phone.
Keys
Morning. Had breakfast?
07:29, November 12
Navroy Gray
Yeah, just now, Babe. Ye?
07:29, November 12
Keys
Not yet, anyway. But maybe after this job is done.
07:29, November 12
Navroy Gray
You work now?
07:30, November 12
Keys
Yes, this is again in the office.
07:30, November 12
Navroy Gray
Oh, okay, Babe.
Baby, you want to meet up today?
07:30, November 12
My smile expands. Of course, honey, always wanted to, Mr. Pakistanis! My sigh in my mind.
Keys
Umm, if you want and can. Are you not busy?
07:31, November 12
Navroy Gray
Goody! No, today I'm just a morning workout workout. So, we can meet up later in the afternoon, when you get home from work, Baby. Hows it?
Oh yeah, it's hard, yeah call me Baby too?
07:32, November 12
My smile is expanding again.
Sometimes this guy is hard to understand. So mysterious!
Ah, it felt like he was still not used to calling her that word.
Keys
Okay, in the afternoon, just let me know later, okay. But where are you going? And where do we meet up?
Hehehe, Sorry, Baby. It's just, not used to it.
07:33, November 12
Navroy Gray
Oh, okay. Get used to it!
Up to you, Babe.
07:33, November 12
Keys
*Up to you, Baby. I'll follow.
07:33, November 12*
Navroy Gray
Hmm, okay.
We'll meet up near Mtc Mall. I’ll tell you later. And about the place where, we will think after meeting.
Okay, Baby, it looks like you have to work, we'll have another chat. I will also prepare for workouts on jogging track Karebosi.
*See you, Babe.
07:37, November 12*
Keys
Oh, okay. I work first. And then you, be careful. Take care of there and don’t so hard of workout, Babe.
See you's.
07:37, November 12
Navroy Gray
Yeah, azizm. You also.
07:38, November 12
Azizm's? My smile evaporates. I don't know what that means. But clearly, it felt like this heart was cheering happily.
I put my phone back on the table, then drowned myself in the sometimes dizzying administrative reports. My work right now feels so light. Moreover, when the man began to center and rotate in my life.
There are times when sweetness comes suddenly, from any direction and time you don't expect.
Of love? Yes, maybe this is when I should forget the past and enjoy the present.
My smile expanded as my eyes focused on the report before me while busy checking and correcting the reports. It's a good thing that Mr. Dion hasn't come yet, so today's happy smile I don't need to hide just out of embarrassment.
"Oh, my God, how wonderful your day is!" my murmured who was still in a smile while leaning my body on the back of the chair.
***
Rain falls on the city of Makassar. This twilight is so cold. At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, I left my room after tidying up the files on the desk. Then sit in the lobby, waiting for the rain to stop. At first glance I saw the status of Navroy's social media account history that made me smile and shake my head repeatedly. There, he expressed his frustration because the rain was still so heavy and never subsided, along with installing irritated emoticons and rain.
Is that so soon he just because he was interrupted by his agreement? Basic, Mr. Pakistanis!
After a few minutes until almost two hours, the sky stopped and turned it into a drizzle, although the clouds were still so dense because of cloudiness. The road was quite wet, but the freshness of the air was very pronounced, even though I was only in this large room. For his umpteenth time, my phone rang again and made an innocent-looking smile.
I really am this! whoareyou? How dare you ignore the phone! The hum of the curse echoed in my mind which again made me smile while shaking repeatedly.
To be honest, I can't even imagine what he's like there waiting, how he's waiting, how he's waiting, his exotic face and gaze that always melts dazzling nan or even spike hair and athletic body that may be rained the last—, he sends a chat that contains if he has been there, wait—no! It cannot penetrate my mind and my imagination.
I'm getting back to hair and appearance. Of course to look beautiful in front of him later. Work clothes have been replaced with casual Casual Casual shirt combined with a blue jeans skirt that closes up to the knee. Although, repeatedly the employees here praise my appearance, but still it makes me not confident especially in front of cool men like him who of course his views are different from theirs. Ducks are still ducks, even though they are conjured into beautiful swans.
After a long time that ringing was heard, I decided to pick up the phone this time while observing my appearance again and again, tidying my hair with what model again.
“Baby?” his voice was heard between the rain background.
“Where are you?” askaiku light and relaxed while clamping a few strands of hair over the ears.
“I'm here, Babe. You've gone home?” ask again, but his voice is still calm.
My activities stopped. Inhere? Meanin?
“Yes, but it's still raining here!”
“True. Do you want cancel?” ask her with a voice that ... I think is weird, like—
“Baby?” call him tetiba interjected as I fell silent for a moment.
“Yes? Nah! Actually I don't want to cancel, but it's raining here and it's waiting in the lobby. Is it raining in there? I'm like hearing his voice.”
“Iya, it's raining here too. All right, it's okay, Babe. You just wait there until the rain stops.” Clearly then it sounded faintly he took a breath.
“You ... still at home?”
“No! Actually I'm already here, in front of the karebosi waiting for you,”
“What? Holy hooch! How long has it been?”
He was silent for a moment. Then, “ Almost two hours ago. But, it's okay, Baby, really!”
“Gosh! It's okay, how? That was so long! Why did I just say, anyway? Sorry, Navroy, I really didn't mean—“
“Have it, I'm fine, really! stay there until it rains, okay?”
I'm sighing. I don't know what he's thinking right now.
“Baby, I have to hang up, my phone will get wet. Chat if you're here, okay? Remember, after the rain subsides, okay? See you.” It was clear and reminded me at the end of his sentence, then disconnected the phone without giving me a chance to talk.
*The phone will get wet? Meaning?
Oh, shits! Is he waiting in the rain? But, if she wears an umbrella, why should her phone get wet*?
Again, a heavy sigh came out of my lips. I put on my thick jacket, then grabbed the bag, then through the still drizzling rain. Distance between office and karebosi, about two hundred meters away. So, I chose to walk only with sneakers. As always, leave heel’s on my room table so as not to bother.
My heart felt like it was beating fast, then it slowed down like it was not breathing. Time slowed down, then stopped and my steps felt light as I stepped in the karebosi area and looked across the street. Yes, right from the west, looks tall and strapping athletic man with blue jeans, a gray jacket wrapped in his sexy sixpack body— aligns with sneakers. Her hair was quite wet, yet it still looked neat. And that handsome face full of exotics, I could still see it that was quite wet, standing with a shady and patient look waiting under the big tree, right in front of the huge towering building. His hand now slipped into the pocket of the jacket, while his eyes looked up occasionally. Hoping, the rain quickly subsides, my assumptions.
To be honest, he managed to make me stand here stunned and amazed in disbelief.
Really, is that him? Really, he's there?
The man who has always been a popular and favorite of girls and women, who has always fascinated women, is now waiting patiently for me in the rain? And in fact, no matter if he has the intention or not?
I was quite stunned by his attitude and patience. Moreover, seeing himself standing there, like a beautiful sculpture. It feels like dreaming.
*For the first time, he's waiting for me.
Is it true, God, he's mine now*?
The road is quite quiet, even though vehicles pass by. Both legs have arrived at the west gate of the Mall Karebosi Link which is wide open. She smiled sweetly, as those exotic eyes found me staring at her from a distance. My body is still standing stiff here while being stunned and smiling. The world and time still stop. All it felt was, the pounding of my heart that was beating fast until it was detected by this sense. In fact, I just realized, when this hand waved at him and asked to approach me. Submissively, the Pakistani man nodded while wearing a hooded jacket to cover his head and stepped towards me. Again, it feels like time has stopped. Oxygen and the world seemed to stop instantly, like there was only me and him in this world.
He stepped, stepped and continued to step without letting go of the gaze that kept me aghast in those dazzling gazes of face and eyes, without blinking a single bit.
“Hi, how are you?” her soft, melodious voice touched me until she realized she was in front of me, extending a handshake.
I feel my smile is clumsy.
“H-hi. Fine, thank you. And yuuu? Oh, yes, sorry to make you wait like this and for so long,” My heart after a throbbing and clumsy start of the sentence, then look at his whole body, head and face at the end of the sentence.
Her special smile was. “I'm also good news. About that, it's okay. Well, why are you so hungry like this?”
“Why are you waiting with rain like this?” my timpal imitated his sentence which made his big smile appear.
“Dewana!” his words are still in a smile.
“What?”
“No! It's just a joke term in Afghan, which means crazy but in a joking sense,” he explained.
“Oh, okay.” Light smile.
He smiled back. “So, where are we going?”
“Where are you going?” I asked to imitate his words again.
His sigh now sounded, then fell silent for a moment, like he was thinking of something. Then, “You believe me, right?”
When I nodded slowly, the next second, he stopped a taxi, then opened the passenger seat car door for me.
“Come!” take him who is still wide open the car door, waiting for me.
Again, I found myself jolted in shock, stepping in and being followed by the man.
I still can't believe, Navroy, is this real or is this my over-delusion.
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