I'm the One You're wasting
Remove This Taste

At ten o'clock in the evening Witma had not yet returned, Ratih from earlier paced in front of the terrace because he was agitated for fear of something happening to his daughter. "Witma, you where Nak is, you haven't come home yet." Ratih prayed in his mind that Witma would be fine.

*

At the cafe, Witma is getting ready to go home. "It was half-eleven in the evening, I forgot to call Mom" he said. He then took the phone to call Ratih but when he was about to turn on the flat object. He could only see the dark screen. "Oh my God, my phone's battery is running out. Why do I feel like there is a problem today" murmured Witma softly.

"Truly yes." It was not the voice of Witma but Dina who was standing behind Witma.

"Eh, you're Din, haven't come home yet?" ask Witma smiling.

"You can see me, right, so, guess I'm not home yet." Dina pats Witma's shoulder. "I usually go home at 11pm."

Witma shrinks the wonder sign. "Aren't you looking for the same house person?"

"I'm an orphan trying to survive in the village of people" said Dina.

At once Witma felt guilty for asking that. "Not me bermak—"

"I don't like to be pitied" Dina quickly cut.

"It turns out that there are people who suffer more than me, I still have a mother and some family members while Diana lives alone" Witma said in her mind.

"Usually if it's this hour there will be no vehicles passing here, you better take me home" Dina bargained.

Witma was actually not feeling well, but when he saw the clock on his wrist that kept turning to remember the message of Ratih that he should not go home too late at night. "Did I not take your prescription?"

"I've considered you as my brother not someone else." Dina was honest.

Witma was even moved to hear Diana's words. The corner of his eyes began to water and let out a clear liquid.

"In fact cry, you wait here too I want to take the bike first!" exclaimed Dina who ran towards the parking lot.

*

At home Ratih is still waiting for Witma to come home, soon heard the sound of a motorbike that stopped in his yard and rushed to Witma. "Witma from anywhere, son, why are you coming home at this hour?" tanyakanya.

"Mother instead of asking Witma to come in first, this is even greeted with questions," replied Witma with a smile when she saw the astonished face of Ratih because only this first time she dared to joke like this with Ratih.

"Mom's worried because from now on, I'm calling your number but it's not active."

"Witma phone labet forgot in the cas, because it happens to be today in the cafe bustling visitors. So, Witma didn't have time to look at the phone." Witma was honest.

"Owh, pantesan." Ratih looked at Dina who was just silent and asked, "Who are you going home with?"

Witma who already knew Ratih would ask Dina directly said, "Include Mom, this is Witma's coworker." Witma nudged Dina's elbow giving the code to introduce herself.

"Malem aunty, I'm Dina" he said introducing himself.

"Thank you, son, Dina has to take my son home" said Ratih.

"Witma change clothes first yes, because the sultry wait here for a while," said Witma staring at Dina.

"Not for long" replied Dina.

Witma nodded and immediately left. Heading to his room let Dina alone, because Ratih had already left earlier made Dina a drink. Until a few minutes Train back with a tray containing tea in his hands.

"This is my son, Diana drank her tea first, but still warm," said Ratih friendly.

"Thank you aunt, Dina's so hot." Dina grinning horse. Because he feels bad.

"I live in a aunt's boarding house, my parents are no longer there" replied Dina lirih.

Ratih felt sad after hearing it. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to make you sad anymore." Ratih feels guilty.

"Anyways, what's serious?" Witma suddenly came over and immediately asked.

"No, aunt is just where I live" replied Dina with a smile.

Witma patted Dina's shoulder. "Nginep is here, Din. Although the house is narrow," said Witma.

"Hm, how are you, Witma." Dina seemed to be thinking.

"No need to think, son, Dina just stay here. Anyway it's 12 o'clock tonight, it's not good for girls to go home by themselves." Ratih.

Dina who felt bad if she refused, in the end she agreed and wanted to stay at Witma's house.

*

In Witma Dina's room, who was Reka asked, "Actually the man in the cafe is who is Wit?"

"My room is narrow, so plan later if I have a salary I want to buy a big bed." Witma instead switched the conversation.

"What's the matter, even discussing the mattress." Dina monyong-mony when saying that.

"Din, what did you say? I'm sleepy to go to sleep first." Witma flushed her body.

"Witma, I know you're hiding something from me, I consider you brother, can't you consider me your sister too?" Dina asked fashion seriously.

"I don't know the man in the cafe, Dina," replied Witma slowly.

"Who are you under your pillow?"

Witma immediately woke up and she quickly looked for the photo that Dina meant.

"You looking for this?" Dina raised the photo that Witma was looking for.

Almost the heart of Witma separated from its place after seeing the photo of her marriage with Reka in the hands of Dina. He still keeps it as a memory.

"Now what is la—" Dina's speech was cut by Witma.

"Dina, keep your limits! You're just a stranger I just met this morning, don't make me mad." Witma's tears spilled after seeing Dina's eyes that began to water.

"I didn't mean to make you cry." Dina feels guilty.

"The man he has no heart and no feelings either" Witma said suddenly.

Dina who heard that immediately hugged Witma. "Tell me you don't love her anymore" whispered Dina in Witma's earlobe.

"I-I, hate her Dina, she divorced me just for her young wife." Witma finally bluntly.

Dina was shocked after hearing all of that. He said, "I'll be a friend and a sister to you, and forget the man who made you sick."

"The more I tried to erase this feeling to her, the more I got hurt, the more tormented her shadow did not disappear from my sight" said Witma.

"The color in your heart still expects it to come back," said Dina making Witma's tears spill again.