Love In Longing
Ct. 51 (Whose Voice? )

If in Jakarta at 10 am, then in New York it is still at 11 pm on the calendar yesterday. The time difference is quite far, it has proven that the distance between the two cities is very far. It's not an hour or two. Except a dozen hours.

Cla estimates the lover has arrived in New York since one or even two hours ago. But until now, there has been no news from the lover. Want to contact first, but doubtful, worried that the lover is busy. Or still on a grueling road trip.

With a very lazy, he grasped a cellphone that has been given special protection by Arsen for him to take to the balcony room. Putting on the round table, then he approached the balcony railing of his room.

Fingers with maroon-red nail polish from henna, clinging to the wall of the fence. A pair of wry eyes stared at every corner of the mansion he had lived in for a dozen years.

Until his pair of eyes lead to one parking spot. Where three times Arsen came to his house by always parking in the same place. As if that location was the favorite point for the young man to park his luxury car.

"Have you not arrived yet?" mumbled wailing. Imagining a handsome face descending from the iron horse with a very handsome and dashing.

Until the shadow of the kiss on the beach again flashed before his eyes. How sad that night was.

The holiday that yesterday-yesterday felt so short contains, now feels so long, light weightless.

Because there was no interesting story he could tell, or he did today other than waiting for news from Arsen who last sent a message last night. When the plane is in transit.

"Today is so lonely." he muttered daydreaming. "Two days with you were very short. And one day without you seems like a year.." he went on to sound really sad.

Focused on staring at the parking spot that is always in Arsen, Cla immediately gasped when he heard a phone call coming into the phone he put on the table.

The name My Soul appeared there along with the white love sign beside it. "Finally!" exclaimed the girl with a cheer in her heart that could not be described using words.

Quick fingers lentik grabbed the phone and pull the green button to the side and make the seconds start running on a photo that somehow since when it has changed into a photo both of which are edited into a single painting.

' He was so smart to take my heart... '

A short murmur in the heart, before he said ...

"Hello?" greet Clarice holding the thump.

"Hi!"

The resolute, friendly voice from the sebrang instantly shook the heart niche inside his chest. Vanishing through a creeping nerve. From the closest to the ear, to the farthest from the ear, the tip of the foot.

"Have... arrived?"  cla almost stuttered.

"Yes! It just got off the cab." replied Arsen. "What are you doing, Baby?"

"It's nothing. Just waiting to hear from you." answered Cla honestly.

The voice of the man was smiling on the other end of the phone.

"I've arrived Baby... Rest, it's night..."

"It's night?" cla asked frowned. "It's hot, it's night?"

"ah! I forgot we're different countries too far!" Arsen sighed, feeling foolish while scratching his non-itchy forehead while chuckling in shame.

Cla chuckled softly, longing to be more open with the laughter of the man who is currently walking towards the apartment lobby.

"I've missed you since yesterday." said Arsen as his legs began to enter the lobby, passing by a security who greeted him.

"I miss you a lot too." Cla replied in a sad and serious voice.

"Arsen!"

The sound of someone calling from the outside chair of the Cafe inside the lobby. And the sound must have reached Cla's ears.

If Arsen reflex turned his head toward the source of the sound, then at some point Cla was frowning, wondering whose voice was at once measuring the estimated age of the voice owner who was to him alien.

Arsen turned to the source of the voice, smiling faintly as he waved lightly and briefly at some friends from Columbia University who lived in an apartment building with him.

"Friends." replied Arsen looking relaxed while still walking towards the elevator.

"Sen! Come here! Where the hell are you from? Long time not seen?" the voice of a man was also heard by Cla who was in the country.

Arsen answered his friend's invitation by pointing at the bluetooth earphones attached to his left ear.

"There's a lot?" cla asked curiously.

"Yes.." replied Arsen casually.

"Don't want to join?" look at Cla, although in his heart he would be very unwilling if Arsen joined. Because the voice of the woman was enough to make the girl want to feel suspicious.

Is that the Lady that Arsen meant? Considering they live in the same apartment.

"I think listening to your voice is more fun, than chatting with them." replied Arsen without looking again at the group of friends on the terrace afe, where one of them is Marvin. Neighbors of his apartment that once housed Naufal temporarily.

Cla smiled wrongly. Although shrill, it was still heard by the former racer.

"After arriving at the apartment, we video call, huh?" pinta the young man.

"Arsen? join, yuk?"

Not yet had time to answer, suddenly the voice of a girl was heard that close and clear by Cla. Which means that the sound is located close to the lover in the apartment lobby which is quite spacious.

Suddenly the girl felt a light stomp inside her chest. Although already anticipating to stay calm facing this kind of thing and believe in the lover, in fact when it happens even this small can cause a small spark in his heart.

"Sorry, I'm tired." replied Arsen sounding very flat.

"Where are you from?" tanyakanya. "I haven't seen you in five days." she continued.

While on Mother Earth there was a girl holding her chest so as not to sigh violently. Without asking who invited Arsen to chat, it felt like the girl could guess who the girl was over there.

' So this is the original sound... '

He muttered in his heart while waiting for Arsen to answer the blonde question that had been drawn to make a Brighta Clarice Agasta feel jealous.

"Go home." replied Arsen as he continued walking towards the elevator.

"Who's with you on the profile picture?" ask the blonde girl who is none other than Lady Charlotte.

DEG!

This time Cla's heart was pounding. In the land of Uncle Sam there, someone is questioning the profile photo that is currently being viewed by Cla.

In his heart he was impatiently waiting for the lover to answer the question. What status will be introduced by the lover to his friends.

"My love." replied Arsen very clearly glancing at the girl who stopped stepping and looked at him in disbelief.

' Mamp*s you, blonde! '

Cal exclaimed inwardly with a cheer that no one but himself could hear.

Arsen stepped foot to get into the elevator, leaving Lady still frozen in place. Staring at Arsen with a gaze that was difficult to understand, but there was clearly disappointment inside.

Arsen stared intently at the blonde girl he knew had been hoping for him since the first semester. As if giving an affirmation if he can no longer be expected by anyone.

Until that gaze ended when the elevator door closed by itself after Arsen pressed one of the numbers.

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