Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 5: Love?

On a quiet night on Saturday night, Elshara was star-studded on a deserted street near a large mall in central Jakarta. He stood by the side of the road hugging himself while watching the quiet street before him, his face terrified. His phone was no longer able to turn on because it ran out of battery, causing Elshara could not do anything to help herself, she just stood waiting for vehicles or public transportation to pass.

An hour, even three hours passed, not a single vehicle passed through him. His body was already shivering, his ears, nose and hands were flushed red from being unable to endure the cold tonight. His eyeballs spun in fear, he pursed his lips, while scattering his gaze into the surroundings.

"If I have a flame, I ask Royyan for help to pick me up." he muttered as he hugged himself.

There have been five minutes Elshara said, three big motors passed and then back to align with Elshara. The third unscrewed his helmet, and only then did Elshara recognize him, Ajun, Royyan and Dirta.

"Els! Why are you here alone?"dirta asked frantically, as she got off her bike and approached Elshara.

"Oh you guys, I bought a gift for Mama Papa, because they want to go back to Paris, there is work. And I'm not coming," explained Elshara gently.

"I think you're cold" said Royyan after he saw Elshara's nose blushing.

Dirta who was beside him immediately turned his head and grasped the hands of Elshara who also looked flushed. The panic in his face was so clear.

"You cold?"

"Hmm.." muttered Elshara softly as she nodded.

Soon Dirta opened her navy denim jacket and put it on Elshara.

"Jaudah let's go home."Dirta leads Elshara to her bike.

But Elshara's eyeballs continued to look at Royyan's motorbike, the man who only wore a long shirt with orange and black stripes turned his head. Like understand if Elshara wants to ride on her bike.

"Let's take a quick ride."celtuk Royyan looked at Elshara's sad face.

Elshara's smile was like a rose in the sun and refreshing water. Enthusiastically Elshara climbed on the Royyan bike and again Dirta neglected. However, Dirta tried to smile and immediately got on his bike. They immediately drove away from the place.

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In a luxury house with orange trellis fence with a blend of black towering enveloped the house in the classic three-story style. In the American-style living room, Ajun, Dirta and Royyan sat on the living room sofa quietly waiting for the homeowner to come back down.

"Yes! You like Elshara?"dirta asked suddenly with her face bowed with her sharp gaze.

Royyan calmly turned to one of his best friends, exploring the lines of Dirta's face that turned out to be slack, dimming the light of his eyes that were always full of ambition.

"Yes." answered Royyan briefly.

Ja. Because Elshara is part of their friendship, the word yes means many things, not just about love, but about affection between friendships. Dirta tensed her face, her eyes sharpened, tightly linking her fingers. He did not understand Royyan's words, while Royyan himself still remained indifferent and did not think that his words made Dirta grow furious.

"Yes what? Lu if you never finish Yan,"timpal Ajun tried to mediate.

Royyan grinned as he leaned his back against the sofa he was sitting on, then he folded his hands in front.

"If you don't like to say cave friends with him, should be as clear as that?"royyan replied while raising both of his thin, neatly straight eyebrows.

For a moment Dirta's face brightened again. His smile had again adorned his handsome face. Shortly after that Elshara came down from the second floor of her house, turned to the living room to meet the three friends.

"Let's eat." said Elshara who had just changed her clothes with a nightgown.

Her long hair was also beautifully unraveled, as she tied her hair to one of her ears. The beautiful smile that was able to hypnotize Dirta was bursting from behind her delicate facial lines.

Elshara inched closer to Royyan and wrapped her arms around one of Royyan's arms and pulled her to stand up from the cushioned sofa with a clear glass table in front of her.

"Let's eat first, after your new meal home," he said in his typical spoiled tone.

Gently dragging Royyan followed her steps towards the dining table, which was quite far from the living room of her house.

With a back-wry face Dirta stepped off the sofa and followed by Ajun, following Elshara who had dragged Royyan to the dining table. The four sat in the front seat of the dining table which has presented a variety of dinner menus, starting from fried chicken kremes, super spicy onion sambal, green vegetable stir-fry, fried noodles, fried, beef jerky is spicy and some fruits that have been cut and also separated from the skin.

"Let's eat what, I'm ready ya.." said Elshara who stood back up to take a plate with a large size of white.

"Okay wife aja nyiapin eat husband,"celtuk Dirta leaned forward as she threw a big smile.

"Hahaha.."laughter Elshara spread throughout the ears of Ajun, Dirta and Royyan. While Royyan remained in his stance to be silent and only watch Dirta trying to show his joy to Elshara.

The dinner went quietly. The large white plate was slowly empty, everything had moved into the mouths of the four people who had just finished their dinner. Fruits that had been peeled off had left the large and oval-shaped plate, on the table only left a few food menus that they could not be greedy directly into their stomach.

Royyan and Ajun turned outside to enjoy the night sky that was left behind by the moon and stars. Impregnating the wind that broke into the pores of his invisible body, Royyan's smooth skin did not show the pores on his body or on his face.

"I think Dirta likes El," revealed Ajun suddenly as he ruffled his waist and kicked a pebble nearby.

Royyan bowed as he folded his hands in front. Before long he immediately looked up and looked straight, without answering the statement of Ajun. Royyan often thinks to himself without anyone else knowing what is in his mind, he is very difficult to describe things with his mouth. The little words that came out of his mouth always described many things, and one meaning was definitely only known by Royyan himself.

Maybe Ajun.

Dirta loves El, she's always with El. Yes already.

That nice. Royyan's inner murmur.

"Reverse yuk. The old Dirta," Royyan said as he switched to his bike.

"Don't wait, we'll play at your house" Ajun replied following Royyan's steps, while he remained standing at the same spot.

"No. Next time we play, we go back,"

"Seriously lu? Are you jealous of the closeness of Dirta sam El, but I think El like you Yan,"

Suddenly Royyan broke the silence of the night with a crisp laugh while cupping both his arms on the motor along with his face that looked down attached to his forehead with his arm. Then he looked up and his laughter had disappeared, his serious face again adorning his handsome face.

"But you've been with the cave for more than five years,"

"******! really again"

A small laugh adorned Royyan's cold face. His hands spread to his white helmet and he put it on immediately, pulling the standard of his bike and quickly starting the engine.

"Come back."the chirps who immediately drove his motorbike left the grounds of Elshara's house.

Stunned ajun. His forehead wrinkled with the corner of his left lip that grinned with annoyance.

"Woii! Anjir lu ya Royyan! nyokap you crave what dah, have a child behavior cake like this."cibir Ajun still stand without moving a bit.

"Give me a cave back" he ran to his bike and drove his vehicle away from the grounds of Elshara's house.

On a large road filled with many vehicles of various types, one of them is a large motorcycle belonging to Royyan who is driving quietly, because the road is too crowded if using speed like a professional rider. His face was so calm, it did not describe any anxiety or anything else like the Ajun conjecture.

Of love? Haha....

Not really the Ajun, if you like the same Dirta El yes please, not the cave business right.

Gua likes El, because he is gentle and considerate. Whatever it is, good luck to you Dirta.

Inner Royyan muttered again.

Saturday night is over. The school day begins again with all the boring activities, namely learning. The fog of dew still covers the face of the earth around and also in all corners of the earth that have the same time, the sun is still shy behind the clouds, hiding there. Dirta arrived earlier than usual, she seemed to rush into her class, throwing the bag on the table next to Ajun's bag.

"Why you?"tanya Ajun who was in Nanda's chair was sitting together with the woman who always tied one of her hair in the middle.

Dirta who stepped her feet again out of the classroom immediately turned her head and stood in the doorway.

"Your son, yes" he suddenly cried.

"Well. to ******! nanya cave is not answerable,"

"Hehehe.."

"Gua wants to buy bread just like warm milk first."

"Well?!"sahut Ajun who immediately stood up from the chair slightly tilted his body holed out of the classroom.

Nanda, who had been silent, followed the Ajun who walked out of the class with a look of confusion. Now the man in a neat white uniform and tall body immediately moved around with his waist and still maintained his confused face.

"Why? When his face was confused, Dirta wanted to have breakfast, "asked Nanda standing to the left of Ajun.

"Well that's strange, the Dirta who wants breakfast bread, among the three of us who like the bread cave, Dirta same Royyan not too like bread. Especially milk, Dirta if he drinks milk he likes eneg,"

The waist-haired woman wrinkled, then she turned to the direction where Dirta had gone and was now gone, swallowed by the school building.

After the confusion was ignored by Ajun, Dirta returned with a box of milk that had just been warmed by the microwave as well as cheese bread in both hands. His steps were so happy, the handsome face was increasingly radiated beautifully. Dirta drove to Royyan's table where the seat next to her belonged to Elshara. He put the cheese sandwich with the warm milk on Elshara's table.

"Again in love with you" said Ajun who was now sitting in his chair right in front of Elshara's desk.

The man who was looking at the cheese and warm milk sandwich did not reply, only his lips were cracked, the happy twinkles of light were etched too clearly in his eyeballs. His hair that had started to lengthen immediately he combed with his fingers. Shortly after Royyan arrived at the doorway, he fell silent there, snapping his pace as he examined what was going on at his desk.

The dirta? So you really like El. Ok. the cave will move seats, so you can be closer to El.

Royyan's inner murmur echoed.

The man who had just arrived at his class immediately stepped forward, but not his desk, but Dirta's table. He decided to sit down with the Ajun, slowly Royyan moved Dirta's bags and books to his desk.

"Why you? The persambet?"murmured Royyan as he sat on the chair that originally belonged to Dirta.

Dirta turned her head and found Royyan already sitting in her chair. Of course, Dirta was amazed by the behavior of his best friend, as long as he knew a Royyan, even once the tall man was never willing to move from his chair. Soon he turned to face Royyan and Ajun was beside him.

"Lu why sit there," asked Dirta astonished, even frowning.

"Tumben wants to move the table,"Timpal Ajun is as good as Dirta.

"Try new things" answered Royyan as usual short, dense and sometimes unclear.

Dirta and Ajun simultaneously turned their heads and exchanged eyes at a time, then both of them simultaneously raised both shoulders. And back those two pairs of eyes were focused on Royyan.

Royyan realized that his two best friends were constantly watching him, so he felt uncomfortable. While opening the zipper of his bag that was deep black, he took out a training book that was red checkered with several black lines between them.

"No need to look at the cave, not the painting" Royyan said with his eyes fixed on his exercise book.

Dirta and Ajun immediately turned their faces away and looked for other objects for them to look at together, although the two pairs of eyes were very interested in looking at the handsome man before him. In the confusion Ajun chose to sit properly who was originally cross-legged on the chair he was sitting on and finally switched to lower his legs and stare ahead.

Dirta was sitting on the chair that originally belonged to Royyan. Sitting quietly as he opened his exercise book and read a few paragraphs of written strands in it. After everything was again busy with her respective book, Elshara with her beautiful hair that gently decomposed wearing the school uniform neatly smiled cheerfully. It's just that the smile only lasted until the lips of the door, after which the smile returned to hide into the cubicle of his beautiful face.

How come! Royyan moved seats anyway, why? Am I wrong, right? Butwhat?.

That's a bunch of Elshara's inner questions.

Stammering, Elshara approached her chair with a faint smile. He sat beside Dirta, keeping his bag behind his body and there the slender woman had been greeted with breakfast prepared by Dirta. The smile returned, cheese sandwiches and chocolate box milk from a brand she loved.

The lesson bell began quickly, before Elshara enjoyed her morning breakfast. Just one sip of that warm box of milk slid into his mouth, soaking his tongue and throat with a sweet taste that always made him fall in love.

NEXT....