Waiting Room

Chapter 1 #4

I \= April.

On my birthday, I feel so guilty. Why should I hug Okta? Why did Janu have to be there? Why should there be a wrong understanding? Why won't he hear my explanation? Dozens of questions kept popping up. Janu didn't pick up my phone either. It's all my fault.

In the taxi, I kept trying to contact Janu, sending him messages. Hundreds of messages. Calling him until finally my HP is lowbat. Now that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that misunderstanding is unjustified. What if he breaks ties without hearing an explanation? Janu. I don't want this. I'm sorry...

***

After paying the taxi money I got off. My eyes were on a house in front of my house. Looking up, right at his room.

Janu. Removing the longing that has been stirring. Let it go with an interview I've been waiting for since a year. But now you're angry. Not wanting to talk. Maybe tomorrow you want to. No need to talk, just listen to my explanation.

***

My eyes were closed until ten in the morning. Then I went to the kitchen to find food because I was hungry.

"Eh, mom. Since when do you come home?"

"So, nine o'clock."

"mmmmmmm. The money's so good. What are you cooking?"

"Fried chicken coke."

"Well. Hurry up mom."

"Yes. A moment."

"Dad not come home yet?"

Congratulations, birthday.

Dad says....

A song sounded closer. Dad came up to me and brought me a chocolate cake. Smile widened. Mom then sang. Blissfully. So happy.

"Come dong. Blow the candle." Said Dad asking me to blow out the candles.

I blew out the candles hoping that happiness would always come to me, my family and everyone I loved.

After eating the cake, we sat down at the table. Eating food that my mother cooked. She said to this special day my mother cooked my favorite fried chicken.

"Janu said go home?" Ask the mother I only answered with a nod of the head.

"Why? Are you an enemy of her?" Ask dad quipped.

"No."

"You're still the same as when you were a kid. Like enemies as janu, especially if he does not invite you to play. Haha."

"Dad~"

"Remember not ma'am. At that time he had been riding a mango tree. But she was crying because she couldn't get down. Then he won't play anymore. Hahaha." mom and dad kept laughing out loud.

"Hmmmmm. Keep laughing....."

***

There is no activity today. And there's something different. Okta did not come home today. I sat on the porch. I stared blankly at the house in front of me. I wish someone I love would forgive me. May she still hold me tight in her arms. Janu. It's my birthday. When did you give me the most beautiful gift; a pleasant meeting.

"Why?" My father surprised me and sat next to me with a cup of coffee.

"It's okay."

"Lying continues."

"No."

"Lied."

"Yes. Lies."

"Haha. Basic yes... that Okta tumben not here? Usually, they pick up every day. For college, play, road. Where the hell is he?"

"Not knowing." Dad nodded. "Well..."

"Hmm?"

"If we are jealous, what is the sign?"

"The signs are sincere."

"Silent?"

"Yes. That's a sign of being sincere. The sign is that we really love him. The sign that we really want to make him as our whole. Jealousy is good, but sometimes it ends badly."

"Well that. That's an example of jealousy that ends badly. If you are someone who feels jealous, then just leave. You just wait."

"Wait."

"Yes wait. Maybe the next day you'll see him again."

Then the house bell rang. Someone I really wanted to meet was there. I looked at dad. His head lifted, as if to say "come on, meet him." Without further ado, I immediately met Janu. Open the gate and embrace it.

"Come on. We're leaving!"

"Where?"

"Where do you want to!"

"But I haven't had a shower yet."

"No need. Pretty later!"

"Jas. I'm ready to be ready first."

***

"You're jealous all night?" My curiosity came up while on the motorbike running.

"Yes. Little."

"Now not angry?"

"When have I been angry?"

"Evening."

"Jealous is not angry."

"Then?"

"Pri. I'm envious to see him hugged but I'm not." I hugged him tightly. He made her smile that I missed. "I'm sorry. Last night I left without hearing from you first."

"Have you heard the explanation?"

"It has. From Okta. She called. She said you hugged her because it was nice to be invited to the dregs king as a birthday present."

"When do we spare the kingdom?"

"Lho. Didn't Okta bring you?"

"The one I asked us. When are we going there?"

"Don't know. Maybe next year."

"Now can't?"

"No. Next week I have to go again." After he said that, I kept quiet. Don't wanna talk anymore.

We both stopped where we liked the most. The fried chicken dinner. We sat down in our usual seat and ordered what we used to order. I don't stop smiling. It feels happy. Yes especially? Moreover, the happier of the millions of longings that disappeared suddenly arrived due to an unexpected meeting.

"ordained. Not a smile."

"Hehe. I'm glad I could repeat all the memories."

"I'm glad to see your pretty face without a screen hitch."

"Hmm." Smile again.

"I'm sorry. I can't give you any presents."

"Time with you is the gift I want most right now."

After eating, he took me away again. We both rode the bike. We walked the streets we used to go through. But the sky was crying. The water is down so hard. Janu stopped the bike.

"Why stop?" I was surprised when I got off the bike.

"Why?"

"Yes. Why?" He then bowed his body. Lifting me on his back. Then playing under the rain that turned out to be crying happily accompanied the two of us.

Under the gurgling rain, he lowered me from his back. He looked me in the eyes inside. It made me drown in his eyes. Then he held my cheek gently. His face slowly approached. I closed my eyes. Slowly, he gave a warm kiss under the cold rain. The kiss of the antidote for all my sadness at longing.

*For today, my birthday. Being with him is the most beautiful gift. You know what not? When two people who have long resisted longing are met, spending time together is the happiest thing. We miss the one so burdening, we rest, sit together while eating our favorite food. We walk until time runs out slowly. Or we're having fun under the rain. Dancing without music that accompanies, but so rhythmic. Jumping is not so high, but it feels like flying far from the earth. After that you hugged me and gave me a kiss the antidote miss. We let the drizzle of rain remove the longing that tormented it long ago and we close the distance that has long since made it crowded. It won't take long. Just a moment, but meaningful. As for you, even one second feels so long.

- April. On her birthday with Janu who finally came home for her.*