Waiting Room

Chapter 9 #4

I'm = April

Go home. For today, going home feels shitty. I still feel at home in this place. A quiet place that gives tranquility. Not a city with a big crowd.

The ship we were on began to sail towards the port where we were returning home. I took this beautiful view for the last time. Turn on my phone camera and start taking videos.

***

Now airport. Okta and I began boarding the plane that would take us home to where we were leaving. The beautiful cloud slowly became visible again. The color is white and clean. Everything was soothing enough to make me sleep all the way.

"April. April. Wake up.." Okta's voice sounded soft. I started to open my eyes. My head is still in the window.

"Oh has it arrived?" My toot.

"Yes. Let's get down."

We both got off the plane. My index finger and index finger touch each other. Then we took a taxi, letting the fatigue we felt slowly break down. Now I'm in a place with the noise of the horn jamming. Not a few people who are angry angry with their heads out of the window. My head was dizzy again when I was in this place.

***

I went into the house and laid my body in the mattress. I haven't come home yet, Dad let alone. I just fell silent while staring at the sky of the room. Then a message came in.

"Don't forget to take a shower. Don't go straight to sleep. Your body is already so stinky!!" Okta said ordered it.

"Eh, yes." I then smell my body. Apparently yes, my body stinks. I have to take a shower.

"Hehehe. Don't forget to get enough rest. Tomorrow we will have to work as usual."

"good. Good. Don't forget to shower!!"

"It has. I took a shower before you told me to!"

"Shadow what? Sweat bath?"

"Yes. That's. Haha."

***

After that day, everything went back to normal. I went to college, broadcast and became a good longing hanger. And again, my college is almost done. Now I'm writing a thesis.

I am now in the library. Start typing all these exhausting things while reading the book stacking next to me. Okta came up to me and sat next to me.

"Hey. Just chill. Te... na.... ng.." she said.

"Yes you stay a little more. While me? Still far. Capeeeeeeee!!"

It's not finished there. All those texts are making me angry. Coupled with a guidance counselor that I find very difficult to meet. Sometimes the lecturer had made an appointment, when I waited, but suddenly he immediately canceled his promise. Lazy right? What does he want anyway? I feel like I want to scream really loud now.

***

Okta came to my house tonight. He said he wanted to help me. Yes, I cannot refuse. Because yes, even if rejected. He remains stubborn and pushy. He was sitting in front of me with my laptop on the table. He left me for a moment and went into the kitchen, and then he brought back some warm tea.

"You're cape huh?" He got rid of the hair covering my face. "Let me type it." He took the laptop I was busy wearing.

Slowly the time showed at half twelve in the evening. We've alternated several times typing this and that. Everything is so exhausting. Because the tea and snacks on the table had run out, I went back to the kitchen to prepare warm tea again. But this time I was hungry. So I cooked instant noodles with eggs and cayenne pepper.

"Okta... would you like no instant noodles?" I was a little screaming. But he did not answer. Yes, I have it myself. I brought two glasses of warm tea and one bowl of hot instant noodles.

When I returned to where I was doing my job earlier, Okta was already asleep. Maybe he's very tired. He also has to do his script. But he still wants to help me.

"Roof. Cape yes.." I said slowly and then walked to get a blanket.

I covered the blanket on her body. Letting him feel warm, as an apology for helping me he became exhausted as he is now.

"Yes. April. What was? You haven't slept?" Ask the mother who was busy drawing a dress on plain paper.

"Not yet."

"What's wrong?"

"This, Okta. He overslept while helping April with her errands. Can't he stay here?" My words whisper.

"Oh. Be able. But just sofas, is it his sleep?"

"Yes ma'am." I went back to the octa place and ate the instant noodles I made.

After I finished eating, I folded my hands and put my head between the folds of the hand. My face was on someone next to me. Slowly my arm touched his cheek and rubbed it slowly.

"Sorry.." I whispered softly. I wanted to apologize to her because I couldn't return her feelings. Apologizing because I had to make him wait. And I'm sorry that I made her feel for me. Smua it's my fault. Because of me he so endured all the feelings of being alone and waiting for a long while all he waited for only gave false hope.

***

In the morning I woke up. I came out of the room and intended to see Okta. When I approached the room where he slept last night, he was gone

I don't know when he's coming home.

"April. Eat first. Breakfast is ready!" Shouted mom from the kitchen.

"Yes....."

"Where were your friends last night?"

"Don't know. He's gone home maybe." I took some food and shrugged for a moment.

"Oh yasudah. Eat a lot! Let's strong!"

"Hmm." I smiled broadly.

***

This afternoon Okta came home. He said he wanted to take me out. But I refused because I was going to do my script. But he said just take the job. Hmmmm. How else. If he does not obey, he will force his will. So I went to the cafe like he said.

***

"Mba. Matcha latex two!" Pintanya.

"Eh mba's. May I have the wifi password."

"Good mas. Mba. Waiting for ya."

When the order comes, Okta more often daydream and focus on her HP screen.

"Oct!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why?"

"Why what? No. gabe. It's okay." Reverse racing. There was a moment of silence. Slowly he held my hand on the table. Staring softly at me. Then smile.

"Hmmm? What the hell are you? It's okay, right?" I felt his forehead. "Not hot."

Then he looked at me in wonder and surprise.

"Ck. I'm okay. Let's just continue."