DEAR SAKHA
The chapt 57

By nine o'clock, as the sky seemed to be getting thick, Sakha was still there. With Rizal, the espresso they ordered, also a pack of cigarettes belonging to his brother-in-law.

At first Sakha was amazed by the fact 'while staring at Jakarta from the balcony of the cafe, Rizal suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, and blamed it immediately so he could.

"Cowok right again a lot of ngapain anyway, if not smoking" Even he said like that when aware of the flat gaze of Sakha save confusion.

But even so, Sakha kept asking

"From when?"

"From the thesis"

"Nobody knows anything?"

For a moment he chuckled, then moved the tip of his cigarette so that the burned tobacco fell, along with the wind that carried it.

And the fragments looked even helpless, for each of them according to the current, no one fought back. They are not fighting at all.

"There is nothing, only if they know, I guarantee their response is also ordinary. Most mama or papa responses are just, 'Don't often often"

Then they were silent again, silent with their own thoughts, silent with the questions they really wanted to ask.

But neither Rizal nor Sakha, they were too awkward to go straight to the question, especially after this kind of circumstance.

"Gue just broke up" Rizal said. Finished with two cigarettes, now he no longer looks at Jakarta. Instead of standing by leaning on the balcony of the cafe and staring bitterly at what is in front of him.

"When you know, I love him. When I said I wanted to be with him for a while, I wasn't kidding. When I said I didn't want him to go, I wasn't kidding"

"But in the end he chose to leave, in the end he left me"

Sakha was silent.

The two men still turned their backs on each other.

Until Rizal smiles again and tells the core of the story.

"Women once disappointed is the danger of Kha. It doesn't matter if he knows or how his partner loves him. And when you are asked what amount of love you to him, you will not be able to answer the question, because you yourself must also be confused if the word is asked about taste"

"But love must also be described, let the person you love understand you love him in a way that is"

Then he walked over, returned to the chair and took a sip of his hooked espress. But strangely this taste can be accepted by the tongue of many people, including Rizal and Sakha.

"Gue guess there's nothing wrong with caring. Even if he's not who I am, if I want to care yes it's okay. But after he left, I got to know Kha, care about it unconditionally, but caring there's a limit"

"No need to like it first to care, but also do not care too much to make people who you care are confused"

"And the one you love doubts your feelings. The feeling is still there, still the same, or even reduced"

°°°

Then downstairs, without any agreement to come to that place, Kanaya was also there, the difference was that she looked at Jakarta from a closer distance, the difference was that she was accompanied by Sakha's mother, Sakha's mother, the difference is he is accompanied by a refreshing drink, lemonade.

Served in a simple way, but able to make anyone who ordered the drink feel satisfied.

"Actually, mama uda wanted to go home yesterday Nay, but said your papa, you are not ready" said mama Sakha, she smiled as she continued to wipe Kanaya's hand.

And Kanaya remained silent in front of the woman. Or rather, he doesn't know what to do.

In the past, Kanaya dared to complain about how Sakha behaved. Whether it is in the rough part, in the judesnya part of the man, or in the bodo part very much he with the condition of someone, including if Sakha seems so indifferent to him, then after school, then after school, Kanaya will definitely go to Sakha's house, and complain about whatever it is to Sakha's mama. Call it he used to be very reliable if he was told to badmouth Sakha in front of his mother.

But now, he can't.

Even after the man was too upset, Kanaya even felt, mama or papa Sakha should not know with this

"Kanaya just needs Ma, just a little while, until Kanaya is ready to meet Sakha and solve this problem in a good way"

Then he spilled one hand on Sakha's mom. Toss it like what mama Sakha did.

Such a gentle rubbing in fact managed to make the heart of mama Sakha also flowed bitterly.

He looked into Kanaya's eyes, changing those smiling lips. Then he nodded.

Because he believed, everything would improve.

Even if not now.

"Where is Ma going,"

"Kanaya won't go"