
Bayu, where are you?
☘️☘️☘️
The next day, Manisha returns to Bayu's house. He was still wondering why Bayu's house felt different. What's really going on with that house. It feels like if the impression of horror, Manisha is still doubtful.
Ting-Tong!
For the second time the house bell rang again. The turnstile was opened as Manisha squatted down to tie her loose shoelaces.
"What's wrong?" tanya the security guard looked strangely at Manisha. He knew who the girl in front of him was.
Manisha stand. He smiled stiffly. "Wood is there?" ask in a small voice. A little scared when the guard's gaze seemed to skin him.
"Den Bayu is not home. He moved abroad a week ago." The security guard went straight back into the house and locked the fence tightly.
Manisha were still frozen in place as the spatter began to fall one by one. He stared at the gate of the Bayu house which was a deep black color. If the gate had a hole, Manisha would have been able to peek. Actually what's with Bayu's house, he thought strange.
Manisha turned. A line of sentences said by security guards about Bayu moving abroad still feels awkward. Bayu loved Manisha very much, so there was no way she would go without saying goodbye. Manisha was sure, something was hidden.
Hiks-hiks-hiks!
As sure as Manisha is, she can't resist all this. Increasingly heavy rain flushed his body, disguising the free-flowing saltwater on his chubby cheeks.
Manisha sobbed without a sound, she was confused by all this. Where is Bayu? Where her lover is now. Manisha was afraid that something had happened to Bayu. He's afraid....
Manisha puffed up as the owner of the pair of Levis shoes stood before her. Manisha's eyeballs were round, and she cried even louder.
Grep's! Manisha's body was tightly wrapped. "You should be fine, he'll be home soon" the man said patting his shoulder.
Manisha is comfortable in the arms of the older man. The one who hugged him was Athlas. Manisha did not understand where her teacher knew that Manisha was in Bayu's house. But Manisha was grateful, there was Athlas. Honestly, Manisha really needs a shoulder to lean on now.
"Prophey, Manisha. I know you're sick. Cry...."
Hearing Athlas speak so, Manisha no longer hid her cries.
***
Raga stared intensely at the two figures hugging in the rain right in front of her house. Although he was currently on the second floor, the view was clear. Raga looked at the umbrella in her left hand flatly. The umbrella was returned to its starting place, but it was no longer needed.
"You're lucky, Bayu," he said slowly. The window curtains closed and turned around and walked to his room.
***
The rain stopped five minutes ago. Manisha and her gym teacher are sitting in a cafe across the street, near the intersection of five. The cafe looks crowded with accents of a classic-style room. It attracts the attention of visitors. If after the rain and the body is soaking wet, coffee can be a solution to warm the body.
Manisha wipes her nose that feels tight. He regretted crying under the rain. Plus in the arms of his teacher, complete already shame.
Manisha looked at Athlas who was sipping black coffee for the third time. Since fifteen minutes ago they were seated, his teacher had not let out a sound at all. Manisha was embarrassed to raise her voice first, so the atmosphere eventually became awkward.
Manisha took her coffee cup. Slowly siphoning. He put back his cup as his gym teacher cleared his throat.
"What's up, sir?" tanyanya was curious while smiling stiffly.
"You're better?" Athlas looked at the disciple who became the idol of his heart with worry.
Manisha frowned. He scratched his nape. "A--I have, sir. Thank you for worrying about me" replied Manisha smiling sincerely.
Athlas nodded. "Do you love her so much, Manisha?"
Athlas' question made Manisha choke on her own coffee. He looked at his teacher strangely. Indeed what matters the feeling of love that Manisha has for Bayu with her teacher. Why Atlas was so curious about it.
"Very, Sir." Manisha answered briefly. He knew there was a hidden meaning behind Athlas's question. Manisha only wants to make it clear that she will still love Bayu, and even if Bayu does not return later, there is only Bayu's name. Manisha is sure, Bayu will return.
Athlas. Awakened by Manisha's affirmation of her feelings. Athlas sighed, he knew he had no chance. After all, in addition to their age being far apart, Athlas had to be aware that there was a limit between the student and the teacher. Therefore, at this moment and at this moment, Athlas gave up. He won't bother Manisha anymore.
Athlas knows that forgetting people you can't have is harder. But he sure can. Athlas wants to change lanes, he will make Manisha the sister he has to take care of. Athlas knows, Manisha is an only child, so Athlas will gladly look after Manisha like his younger sister once did. Without Manisha's knowledge.
"The rain has subsided. Wanna go home?" Athlas turned his eyes from the cafe window. He looked at Manisha who was still struggling with her cup which was still half left.
Manisha nodded. He put his cup on the table. Take a tissue and wipe his lips. "Can, Sir."
Athlas rose from his seat. He put a hundred thousand bills under the tissue box. Then walk out the cafe followed by Manisha.
"You're coming home with me?" bargain with Manisha.
"It's-it's not okay, sir. I went home alone. Thank you in advance, sir" refused Manisha while bowing. He smiled and left his teacher in front of the cafe. He should go home now.
Athlas stared at Manisha's back which started to drift away. He smiled with relief, at least Manisha did not find it as strange as before. For, Athlas felt a little pain when Manisha looked at him like that.
Athlas entered his car and split the road. He must quickly go home to check the answers to sports quizzes that have not been examined earlier in school.
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"Assalamualaikum, Ma." Manisha entered the house after putting her shoes on a shoe rack in the corner of the door.
Manisha steps into the kitchen, hoping to find her mother there. But all he found was a sticky note attached to the refrigerator door.
Honey, Mama has to go outside for a few days. Aunty Diandra Clinic is in trouble, they lack doctors. So mom went there to help until they found a new doctor. Mama hope you understand. Take care of your health, okay?
Manisha breathed. Some days might be a few months. My mom used to be like that too. The difference was that her mother helped her theme clinic, and now the clinic of Aunt Diandra, her mother's biological sister. So it will likely be much bigger. But Manisha understood. The job of a doctor is very difficult.
Manisha takes cold water in refrigerator. Sipped it up the toilet. He looked back. 'Where are you, Bayu?' batinnya umpteenth time.
Manisha does not know. It turns out that the more painful loss is the passing of someone while being alas.
+TBC
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