
It has not been six months that I have worked at PT. Globalindo Textile. During that time, Mr. Ronald kept coming at me. Mr. Ronald often suddenly came to the meatball stall or to the house. Bring this or that. Either for me, for the Sky, or for Bune.
At its peak, Mr. Ronald had come to a meatball stall with his parents. He said he invited his parents to enjoy delicious meatballs made by his employees.
Mr. Ronald introduced me to his father and mother. Papa he looks ordinary, chatting casually with his son while eating a bowl of meatballs. Mama tends to be indifferent, busy with her dress while eating meatballs.
"Ibuuuu, later payday mom Yangit talok want this Poyoyo kayak doll" said Sky while showing favorite animation on the mobile screen.
"Which one? Hmm, I may" I replied.
From the tail of my eyes, I can see the cynical look of Mr. Ronald's mama. The fact that I already have a son, apparently can not be accepted by him.
After the meatballs ran out, Mr. Ronald's mom seemed to want to quickly leave the stall.
"Bye, Ron. Let's go home quickly. Sultry here!" sergeant.
"Papa Sama wait in the car daft, yes. Ronald was gonna have a chat with Wulan daunted"
Mr. Ronald's parents passed.
"Lan, do you know my parents?" Ronald opened the conversation.
"Then?" flat answer.
"Yesterday said he didn't want to accept my feelings because he didn't know my parents like how. Now you know, right. Ordinary people are like us-us" always.
Well, not very sensitive. But that's just an excuse. Thought sour.
"It seems Mr. Ronald's mother is less pleased with me" I said honestly.
"Mama's back business. What matters is that we have status first. Who has a crush on you in the factory a lot, you know"
I exhaled a tired breath.
"Sorry, Sir. I'm not interested in a relationship with any man"
"I'm serious about you, Lan. Please consider first" he said a little forcefully.
"I give you time, okay? One weeks. How's it?" bargained for.
I just nodded. Lazy argued. My answer will remain the same.
Ronald then bailed.
"Try first, Nduk. Who knows he's your soul mate" Bune said after Mr. Ronald passed.
"Wulan just wants to raise the sky well, Bune. Wulan is still traumatized" I replied. Some time ago I finally told him about the psychic problem I was having.
I'm gonna be so scared of the dark. That night's events instantly ambushed my memory when it was pitch black. So is the touch of the opposite sex that will make me a flood of cold sweat and heart pounding.
Several times Bune offered to ask for expert help, but I budged. Only time can cure my trauma, that's what I think.
"Maybe the presence of a good man can help heal your heart's wounds, Nduk" said Bune softly.
Did ya? Should I try? batinku.
"Wulan will try, Bune" I said after a moment of thought.
I sent a text message to Mr. Ronald.
I'll try to get in touch with my dad.
A direct phone call came in as soon as my message turned into a blue double tick.
Mr. Ronal Calling...
"Hello, Sir?" my answer.
"That means we're made?" ask the voice across the connection excitedly.
"Yes more or less so, sir" I said flatly.
"Don't call, sir, then. Call 'gold' try" asked Mr. Ronald.
"Oh, I can't, sir" I replied hurriedly.
"Try it first, please! (Please try first)" asked Mr. Ronald in a clear voice.
"Ep..Um..Mas" I said lirih.
"Yess"
"I'll close first, sir. The sky was whining for me to be put to sleep" he said. Padang Langit is coloring.
There is no feeling of flowering in my heart. I feel like I'm feeling flat. Ah, let. Maybe there will be feelings that grow over time.
But hope remains hope. Even after more than a year of relationship with Mas Ronald (the results of training after 3 months of relationship, I finally smoothly call it Mas Ronald).
My relationship with Ronald is practically stagnant. A year later, there was almost no physical touch. Just a hug or a light kiss. It was also often I rejected it subtly and for various reasons as well as a variety of twitching styles I took out to avoid a more intimate touch.
I often invite Sky on our dates. Whether it's dinner, a walk to the Mall, or a movie. I reasoned with no heart to leave the sky, while I had fun with him.
Ronald tried to be understood even though he often displayed an unwilling mimic. Until one day, Ronald said he wanted to watch a film with an adult rating. I know it's just an excuse, because Ronald wants to go alone with me.
February 2017, a booming adult romantic film in 2015 then aired its sequel. The film stars Dakota Johnson and Jamie Dorman.
Ronald: Honey, is today busy?
Me : Not too. I want leyeh-leyeh at home.
(leyeh-leyeh: beds)
Ronald : You'll catch up, you know. Instead of that, temenin mas watch yuk. But don't bring the sky. I want to watch xxxxx (called a movie title)
I bit my lips. I'm very reluctant to watch a movie with such a romantic-adult genre. Long time I didn't answer Ronald's message, until finally he called. And I reluctantly accepted his request.
In the cinema, I did not enjoy the movie at all. The scene of e r o t i s in the movie made the greatness of the night's events appear in my head. Heart beat fast. Cold sweat.
Ronald, who did not understand my condition, grabbed my hand and kissed it. Makes me creepy not because of.
"So wet" he continued, whispering in my ear. Then rub my wet palms against her thighs covered in gray chinos.
I know a normal man, Ronald, must have wanted more than a hug and a light kiss. But I can't. I can't yet.
"Mass I go to the toilet first"
Without waiting for his approval I got up and went out.
I who never re-entered the theater building made Mas Ronald was forced to follow out.
"You're pale, honey. You gapapa?" tanyanya, who found me sitting in the waiting room.
"Sorry, Mas. We go home, right? I feel less well" I said.
Ronald followed my wishes. But it seems that the scene e r o t i s in the film was enough to penetrate the mind of Mas Ronald. When we got in the car, Ronald helped me put up the seat bealt.
Whether it was the demon that drove Mas Ronald, he suddenly cupped my face and******my lips. I who did not expect the impromptu attack was really surprised and stiffened. I tried to push Mas Ronald's chest, but he was flinching.
"Reply, please!" her groans on the sidelines of her pews on my lips because of my passive response.
Not the hot kiss he got, it was the melt of tears on my cheek that Mas Ronald got. His two hands that were still cupped to my cheeks felt my tears wet, making Mas Ronald wake up and stop the action.
"Darling, sorry. Excuse me. Ssshhhh don't cry" he said trying to calm me down and hugged me.
Watching myself. The dashboard light that lights up makes Mas Ronald can see me quite clearly.
I put my hair around my neck. My neck was already soaked with cold sweat. He seemed to gasp watching my wet neck, even though the car AC had lit up.
"This why?" tanyanya. His psychologist's brain began to digest all the signs that were on me.
Maybe he had a severe trauma? Think Ronald.
Slowly Ronald backed off regularly, giving Wulan some distance. So that Wulan can calm down.
"We go home" said Mas Ronald briefly.
Silent. None of us wanted to talk. Without asking my approval Ronald turned on the stereo.
Caci just maki myself
if it can make you
back to shine and glow like
long ago
(Dan~Sheila on 7)
A song followed our journey. After twenty minutes we arrived at my house.
"Thank you, Mum. I said right away, yes" I opened the seat belt and then the car door.
Ronald just nodded. His expression was totally unpredictable.
It seemed like Wulan had yet to find the right man who could heal her heartache and trauma. When will the man come? Does anyone?