Waiting Room

Chapter 2 #4

I \= April

"April. What about the plan of the dregs? Can it be next Sunday?" A message appeared from Okta.

Next sunday? Gosh darn. It was the day you left again.

"mmmmmmm. How about monday? On Sunday I want to go to the airport okta. He's leaving again."

"good. I changed the schedule."

"Eh yes. Your nanyain's father. He said why didn't you come this morning. Usually every day at home."

"Oh. I busy. There is now your favorite janu. So I don't want to steal your time with him. Greetings to your parents."

Is she.....? A question appeared in my head. Ah no way. Don't geer April. Where could it be. He's my best friend now.

***

Tomorrow, janu comes again. He took me to watch and went to the bookstore. Ah janu, if we were next.

"Who would you like to see what movie?"

"Just give it up." I answered because of confusion.

"So far that's not the answer."

"Hmmmmm. It's just romantic."

I was even invited to watch a horror movie. Gosh darn. He asked, after I answered he was not heard. So annoying. Throughout the film I kept my face closed and open. Or hide behind janu's arm. I was out again, but he held me back. This time he was a bitch.

"Yetoo." A scene surprised me. I screamed loudly while hugging Janu's arm. He laughed at me like that. And of course I hit and pinch him.

"Huh. Finished too." I was so relieved when I came out. And he still laughs.

"Janu~." I pinched it tight.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"I said it was a romantic movie. Even the horror movies!!"

"Because the most romantic movie is both of us." My smile. The lights are still endless.

"And that horror movie is you!!" Tukas I was upset to arrive.

"Yes. Indeed indeed. I'm the sweetest haunting guy. Ahaha!"

"Your confidence is high. You are the most woo blind!!" Tukas I don't want to lose.

"And you are the most beautiful kuntilanak in the magical world."

"Janu~." I'm getting angry.

"No. You're the ugliest angel in the universe!"

"And I'm the most beautiful woman in your life, right?" I replied with confidence.

"That knows!" He touched my nose with his index finger. "Let's go!" Bring along. "Eh. Wait." Wait."

"What else?" I asked in wonder. He suddenly knelt down before me. Justifying my loose shoelaces. He looked up and smiled. "It has. Come on." Bring again. I kept smiling looking at him.

***

"What book do you want?" He asked while looking at the book on a shelf.

"anything. What do you think the book is?"

"Mmm." He thought for a moment. "Well! Come on!" He's taking me for a walk. He's still looking for what he's looking for. Then he stopped at a place with a lot of books.

"Books written?" Ask wonder.

"Well this is." He gave me a small note.

"For what?"

"It has. We pay first. I'll explain." Then we went out and I was carried by him to the parking lot. Haha. Then we got on the bike. He stopped his bike at the ice cream seller's place.

After looking for a seat, we both ate ice cream together. I faced him while sitting cross-legged. He did the same.

"So what's that note for?"

"Oh yes. I forgot." He answered while focusing on finishing the ice cream. After his ice cream ran out, he started talking while holding the small brown note.

"This is called the waiting room note."

"When did the note have its name?"

"Since. Okay. I'll continue. This notebook you can use to write anything between your waiting. You can write anything while waiting for me to come home."

"Writing anything? How about writing about you?" I asked while focusing on licking the endless ice cream.

"What's that?"

"Your sadness." He then gave me the note. "Good good thing. Consider this note to be me."

"Don't want me to accept. You should write something there first."

"But there's no pen."

"Wait a minute." I bought a pen at a stationery shop nearby. I gave it to Janu. He opened the pen lid by biting it. And then start writing.

With april.

I spent time with him before I left.

Put a heart and a small note.

I let him write down everything except sadness.

I am sitting alone with him now.

While eating her strawberry esrim, she looked at me with a smile.

I don't know what to write anymore.

His smile made the whole world go to him including me.

His smile made me want to stop writing and just look at him.

"Again. Again!!" I forced.

"Can. Just don't smile. I'll stop writing."

"All right." Then he started writing again.

About her retaining miss.

With her short hair, her small body and a mouth that can't stop talking,

I don't know what he's gonna be able to shoulder so much.

I didn't know how long he could wait for me to come home.

What I know most about her is that she is beautiful despite the many ice creams that litter her mouth.

"It has. Later the notes run out with my babble." He gave me the note and rubbed my ice cream-filled mouth with a handkerchief.

"Already! Let's go home!" He pulled my hand and we went home.

***

This afternoon I made a cake. Chocolate cake. I hope janu likes it. While being busy stirring all the ingredients, mother came flirting.

"Hmmmmm. Bake a cake for beloved girlfriend~."

"Mom~. Rarely does he come home."

"Yes. Ja. It must be good, let him love you."

"Of course, whose child is this?"

"A mother's son who is very good at cooking!" Mom then left again. It's all done, just waiting for the cake to ripen.

***

While carrying two boxes of food containing cakes, I pressed the doorbell of the janu house. Then she went out and opened the gate.

"Mother, is Janu here?"

"There was. Comein. I'm calling him."

"April's just gonna be outside. Here, cake for mom."

"Gee. Thank you, this must be delicious. Wait here, yeah, I'll call her janu."

"Hello. Who yeah?" Ask her when she gets out of the house.

"It's mas. New neighbors. Want to come sit here."

"Oh new neighbors. If I go out, would you like to?"

"Heh. Not polite with new neighbors! Dare to dare to date! Yes, I definitely want to!"

"Haha." After the conversation we sat together. In front of the terrace. Cold nights. But the atmosphere is so warm. He put his coffee on the table and sat next to me. For a while we didn't talk much, just looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"What's this?" She asked, pointing to the lunch box I had brought.