
Fahri invited me in, I immediately entered the house I heard the sound of people coughing from inside the house.
"So please sit down for a while, I'll go inside first"
because it had peed and I could not help it I immediately stopped Fahri's steps who was about to step away to a room where the sound of coughing from a woman that I could guess from his old voice she must be Fahri's grandmother.
"Fahri was in his little room"
"Owh please go straight back, I want to see grandma in the room first"
I immediately rush to the bathroom that has been directed by Fahri, Fahri's grandmother's house is not so big but the atmosphere is very beautiful the room is so clean and neatly arranged.
After finishing from the bathroom I immediately returned to the room but I was so curious when through a room that was not tightly closed I tried to see from between the curtains of the room door at that time I saw so painstakingly Fahri who was taking care of the grandmother who seemed to be sick.
I tried to dare to go into the room but there was a little doubt in my heart.
"Just enter the gapapa kok" said Fahri from inside the room.
I stepped up and approached Fahri who was feeding her grandmother's porridge, the old woman looked at me questioningly I smiled at her like she wanted to say something.
"Oiya mbak this is my grandmother who I told yesterday on a young mother who has been taking care of me" said Fahri
"Nek this is Fahri's friend Grandma"
"Hello grandma "greet me as she endured the grandmother smiled at me and invited me to sit next to her.
"Oiya Fahri where did your grandfather not see him?"
"At this time we're just alone in this house, ma'am, my grandfather faced the almighty half a year ago"
"So who takes care of grandma while you're working?"
"There's only the aunt today's permission because there's family business"
The grandmother looked happy when I fed her the fruit she rubbed my hand gently.
"Fahri salute you, keep being a good person yes and always take care of grandma with affection"
"Inshaallah mbak, Fahri's grandmother had considered like Fahri's biological mother"
I rubbed Fahri's shoulders to give strength to what he had lived I could feel what Fahri felt, he said,pain is indeed when we have to lose the person we love so much, especially not being able to meet when the longing is back present.
The sun began to rise sign that it was noon I immediately went home after saying goodbye to grandma and Fahri, he said,grandma looked sad when I was going home Grandma asked me to come back to visit her I also promised grandma when there was free time I would visit her again,I ride my bike with a heart that sees Fahri's life must be Fahri so lonely.
Before returning home I stopped by one of the traditional markets to buy various kitchen materials.
Before really getting into the market I parked my bike first, I stopped my steps when my eyes seemed to accidentally see the Bagas car that passed very fast right in front of me,but Bagas was not alone beside Bagas sat a beautiful woman and I knew it was not Bagas' wife.
My chest felt tight, my eyes raged there was a debate in my mind, why it was so difficult to take a deep breath, and continue my steps into the market and shopping, maybe I just saw wrong, maybe,isn't Bagas currently overseas? I convinced myself to try to entertain myself even though in my little heart still said that it was Bagas' car.
I went back to the parking lot after I finished shopping and kept my bike back home to my routine home with my heart riled up I was so uninspired.
This time I felt very bored after finishing my homework I did not know what to do, I threw my body on the bed "ahhhhh once, why it all feels tiring my bath screaming I feel very frustrated, very frustrated,not long after I fell asleep.
I woke up distracted by the ringing of the phone, my eyelids slowly opened the glare of light on the phone making me close my eyes again I immediately grabbed my phone.
"Hello" greeted me with a hoarse voice
"Gini holiday even sleep mbak, mendingan yuk mbak road"
"Where are you going?"
"Terden mbak aja"
"Your hijacked hair is up to you"
"If I want to go to a hotel it's mbak" Fahri said laughing
"Basic of your perverted brain"
"Lho earlier mbak nanya I answered even angry, mbak mbak mbak I'm a guy"
"That's why I'm mbak"
"Well, what if we just walk down the beach, you want?"
"Ready mbak"
After disconnecting the phone I rushed to take a shower and prepared - ready after that I went to the beach where I had promised Fahri, the arrival there turned out Fahri had arrived before me.
"Hey, it's been a long time?"
"Mr"
"How about grandma, don't tell me you left alone" I got off my bike that I parked under a shady tree.
"The aunt has finished her business, and I can get out"
Me and Bagas eh sori Fahri walked to the bench on the beach and then we were sitting on the beach I again - again taking a deep breath back remembering the incident when accidentally saw Bagas car who passed in front of me I repeatedly brushed it off and tried to convince myself that what I saw was not Bagas' car.
Suddenly the sound of my phone rang I stared at my phone screen and it turned out Bagas called me.
"Hello"
"Kok answer is short that's yank, you why?"
"It's okay - why?"
"Then why don't you get excited about it or you're lazy and tired of my phone then, and sorry if my phone is annoying"
"Not that" I answered I tried hard but my tears could not hold and finally dripped from my eyelids I did not care about Fahri who was looking at me.
"Kok you even cry if it is bored I understand and I realize because distance is difficult for a relationship"
"Where are you really?"
"Why are you so yank"
My tears are breaking Fahri clasped my hands and looked at me as if giving strength to me who is currently injured and fragile I let it because at this time I do need someone else to give strength to me.
"I saw your car driving past me while I was shopping"
"Where?"
"In front of the traditional market you were with a woman and I knew she wasn't your wife"
"You're wrong, baby, there's no way I'm there, even if I'm there, the first person I call is you, baby"
"Am I just looking wrong that's what you mean?"
"So you're wrong look yank, don't think about it - like you're sad yourself, now remove your tears I'm here again working later I'll call you back okay baby"
"Wait yank I'm still missing and I want you"
"I'm more than that, I want to hug you and we make love like we used to, but right now I can only hold it all"
"Yank"
"Yes why?"
"When are you back?"
"It's about 2 years away"
"So that's how long we can't meet?"
"There is a leave of absence anyway, later I will try when I go home I will arrange a time for us to meet, now it's already yes dear muachhh.
After ending the conversation with Bagas I cast my gaze far at the end of the sea and I slowly took off Fahri's hand for a moment of silence coloring the twilight on the beach.