After Two Decades
Want to Go to the Past

I went into a luxurious house. With a pretty elegant interior design. It was like entering an ancient museum on a blind night. So quiet. Silence anyway. This house is not the main. However, this large house is only inhabited by two people. This multibillion-dollar house is the home of my best friend, Jan. Only he and his wife live in this house. Yes, Jan is married. The newlyweds who got married a few months ago. He and his wife lived together in this spacious mansion without a single domestic assistant. They also do not have a baby. And tonight I stopped by their residence. Invited to dinner after the crazy action my friend who deliberately set fire to his luxury car.

I passed through the living room, heading towards the living room together with the host who had just walked out of the room after changing clothes.

"Jan," call Jan's wife from the kitchen. "You're home yet? Who's the matter?"

"Here, there's Ren. I'll take him to dinner here" replied Jan. Jan's wife came out the door. Approaching us in the middle room.

"Eh, there's Renato! How's it going? Long time no see, yes!" greet Jan's wife kindly.

"Hi, Fitri," I said kindly. "My news is good."

Fitri is Jan's wife. There is a unique story about my best friend and his wife. This is another proof that my best friend is really a visionary person. In addition to successfully realizing all his childhood dreams, he also really proves his love. Me, Jan, and Fitri have known each other for sixteen years. Because this Fitri was our classmate from the first day of high school. Until school, me, Jan, and Fitri were always one class. The three of us were close enough before finally getting separated in college.

Since I first met him, my best friend has fallen in love with Fitri. Since then, his days have changed. He always repeated saying to me that he would propose to his girlfriend. He was very confident that their love would last for years to come. He had even devised his plan, but I had always doubted it, thinking it was just the labile teenage style of being carried away in love. For a long time he harbored feelings that only he and I knew. He does not want to rush to express his feelings, he does not intend to go into a relationship. He chose to continue harboring his feelings, he always assured me that he would convey his feelings when he proposed to his girl. Throughout our journey, he really kept that feeling. Until graduation, and parted ways. Fitri and I went to the same university, while Jan attended the police academy. Jan is a loyal man. After we graduated, the time he had been waiting for finally arrived. He expressed his feelings for Fitri. He achieved his goal, his words proved, he finally proposed to Fitri. However, his long wait must be delayed, because Fitri has not been able to accept the proposal, he is not ready to marry. He wants to continue his studies abroad. Jan had to accept that with a chest. He was not rejected, only that he had to wait patiently, waiting for Fitri to finish his education. Nearly six years Fitri was in England. For almost six years, Jan kept his love. Until finally Fitri returned to the homeland. Jan proves his loyalty, he proposes to his girl again, and so his proposal is accepted. Take their wedding. The certainty about the feelings he had been waiting for since High School, since almost two decades ago was finally answered. That his love is reciprocated and continues to the marriage. What an inspiring love story.

"Hey!" exclaim Jan.

"Eh, wh-what?" I was aghast, waking up from a daydream because of Jan's call just now.

"What are you thinking?"

I shook my head while smiling knots.

"Where have you been, Ren? Long time no visible?" ask Fitri. We also headed to the dining room.

"Dia, Fit! I have a lot of schedules lately. Yeah, you know, we're on a big project, '" I explained. Jan and I sat in a chair, sitting on the table. While Fitri headed towards the stove continued his cooking. For information, the stove he used was a super-advanced stove produced in Korp. Masadepan.

"Oh, that time machine project, huh?" ask Fitri.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"Ren, when it's done later. I can borrow, yes, the machine at that time" Fitri said.

"It's an easy affair" I replied with a friendly smile as the Princess looked at us. He smiled amusedly. Jan who was sitting in front of me was confused and smiled strangely.

"What do you really want to do? Going into the past? " he asked Fitri.

"Yes, I want to go to the past" replied Fitri firmly. "The time when we don't know each other. I want to know, before I get to know me, which woman has ever stayed in your heart!"

Instantly my laughter broke. Fitri also laughed. I myself laughed out loud without being held back. Fulfill that room. Jan looked at me while grumbling.

"If it's that, Fit!" kataku later. "You don't have to go to the past to find out. You just sit in front of here, I can tell you in full and detail. Jan and I have been friends since we were in elementary school, what I don't know about him."

"Oh, yes, Ren?" fitri was interested. The cuisine is ripe. He lifted it up and put it on the table. "Can you tell me now!"

"Eh, Ren! Shh, no! Don't tell!" Jan quickly reacted. His face looks nervous. While I was laughing satisfied.

"So, Ren? How's story? How many?" barrette Fitri with a fad.

"Why, I'm so sorry to take you to dinner here, Ren!" hatch Jan. Fitri chuckles.

I just smiled amusedly at Jan's clumsy and nervous face mixed up.

"Here you go, let's eat!" jan said later. He grabbed the plate and scooped the rice.

"So, in fact, Jan used to be a man who could be said to be a playboy, often changing women," I explained. Fitri immediately laughed. While Jan's face flushed. He looked at me with a face that did not accept.

"But to be honest, Fit!" my continue. "After getting to know you, Jan turns into a loyal and gentle man. Really changed, since falling in love with you. He was able to maintain his love for sixteen years."

Fitri smiled again, but with a different smile. And Jan finally no longer looked in annoyance, this time his face blushed red.

"So, you're lucky" I closed. After that I imitated my pal, grabbed the plate and scooped up the rice.

"I'm the lucky one" said Jan. This time it was serious. "He'll wait for me!"

"Yes, you're both lucky" I said. Smiling knot. The couple in front of me looked at each other for a while, before finally eating each other's food. They are so romantic.

"Ren," call Jan then. I'm turning. Without even a single thought of what he would say.

"When are you gonna catch up?" tanyakanya.

Suddenly my face changed. Fitri's face also changed to see the change in my face. I could never answer that question. Let alone getting married, introduced to a girl only I reluctantly. Lazy. Continually feeling not on time. Trauma to past events.

"Until when are you going to continue like this?" ask Jan pula.

I'm shaking. Smile unscented. Unable to answer. This is one of my little secrets, which is that I'm reluctant to be in a relationship with any woman. Not interested at all. I'm not a person with a disorder. I still have an interest in women, can still look at women with awe of beauty. However, not to fall in love and be in a relationship. I don't want any more.

"What have you been looking for all this time?" continued Jan. "Our childhood dream has been achieved. We've been rich, treasures abound, jobs are fun, careers are brilliant. And I've completed it all, with Fitri. How's yours?"

I still can't answer. Past experiences always haunt me. To shadow me so that I can never fall in love. Jack. That's how I feel now. For me, those memories are not only bitter memories or painful memories, but also disgusting memories.

"Ren, you keep working. Make money every day. You keep working, get richer. You keep running further and further away. It's getting further, but what are you after? What are you looking for? All the wealth you have. Honestly, are you happy? Are you calm?"

I'm stunned. He's correct. My best friend is not a wise man to counsel people, but this time he was right. I am rich, treasures abound. My best friend also said, I can buy dozens of units of the latest luxury car if I want. But all that wealth does not make me truly happy. It doesn't really make me feel peaceful in life. I enjoy my work, without the slightest orientation of possessions, I enjoy doing this work. This routine. Things I dreamed about a long time ago. However, there are still things that make me feel less. There was one part missing from me. There is a void to be filled. I lied to myself that I was happy with all this. All the advantages that I have, just open the hole explanation that I am not really happy. My best friend was right, I kept running. Running too far, but don't know where to run. I don't know what I'm after. I don't know when I should stop. The more my life is full, the more I feel empty. There is still less. That's vivid. My father is gone. My mother is gone. I don't have any brothers. It's only natural that I continue to feel empty. I don't have any

the family. Live a kara. The farther it ran for who.

However, a sense of deterrence for the past makes me hate love. Now I understand, all the money I have is not a treasure. My entire brilliant career is not a treasure either. But the family that I no longer have is exactly what I need. The thing is, I can't guarantee I'll have a family anytime soon.

So, Lord, please let me go into the past. To let go of the miss with my father and mother. To find the true meaning of happiness.