Love In Silent's
Stale base chatter

From the airport I immediately ordered a taxi and got off at the Jakarta station, I immediately dropped my choice on train transportation, because in addition to the economical cost besides that, taking the train can also be more relaxed without having to jostle like when riding a bus, yes even though when going homecoming Lebaran ride the train is also the same as the bus, the same as the bus, but if during ordinary time like this, the train ride is much quieter and more comfortable I think.

"good night, can anyone help ?"

"tick up for the city of Pekalongan, is there still ?"

"tickets to get to the city of pekalongan are still many ma'am, you want to order how much ?"

"help one ticket only mbak !"

"oh yeah okay .. !"while waiting for the ticket to be ready, I prepared a sum of money that I had exchanged earlier in the bank earlier this afternoon.

"please get this your ticket !"

"thank you !"

"same same !"

after Miranda left the cashier, a man came to the cashier and booked the same ticket.

"Excuse me Can I book the same ticket as that lady ?"

*Excuse me Can I book the same ticket as that woman?

"you mean the woman who just ordered the ticket earlier ?"

*you mean the woman who just booked the ticket ?"

"yes, just one ticket please !"

*v*, just one ticket !

"one ticket for Pekalongan City !" the officer said while offering one ticket

*one ticket for pekalongan city destination !"

"thank you !"

silent the man followed Miranda all the way to the train, though in the same carriage but the distance between the seats was quite far so that Miranda would not notice its existence

"hah .. still looks like a dream !" sigh miranda.

"excuse me, son ! may I sit next to you !"said a mother who came alone

"oh yes please !"

"actually just sit back there, but I'm scared because this carriage is deserted !"

"yes it's okay ma'am, please sit next to me !"

"thank you son !"

"same with mom !"

"it's a lot of luggage, son, if you know where to go ?"

"i am from . . abroad going to the village ma'am !"

"oh .. work there yes !"

"hmm yes ma'am, but not anymore !"

"why ?"

"it's a little privacy !"

"do not speak English I don't know !" said the mother

"privacy can be said to be the secret of ma'am !"

"oh so ! where did you go home, son ?"

"i .. want to go to pekalongan !"

"yes I know, but the pekalongan is broad son !"

"oh yes, if that's also I'm still confused ma'am !"

"loh kok confused, instead of just saying you want to go to the village, home time itself to forget where !?"

"oh mother why the longer the nanyanya the more there ya ya !"I said in my heart

"hmm actually I'm the first time to pekalongan ma'am !"

"lha keep actually your hometown where ?!" ask the mother more and more kepo

"my hometown used to be in Jogja !"

"why now to go !"

"you ran away from Jogja and now you run back to Korea !"

"oh the mother can, why I run away all the fog, already rich in pursuit of the debtors only !" I said with a forced smile, the mother suddenly laughed loudly while continuing to pat my shoulder hard

"you are funny !" he said he still patted my shoulder

"ahahaha it hurts mom !"I also laugh and grin in pain

"oh yeah sorry !" still in a state of laughter in the middle of silence in the train car.

"ma'am please laugh don't be hard yeah it's already night !"

"i'm sorry son, I'm so let go because it's so funny !"

"funny ? which side is funny ?" mummy lirih

"so you want to stay in the park now ?"

"yes ma'am !"

"do you know where you're going ?" I was silent while checking my phone.

"look what ?" said the mother followed me in the direction, my phone.

"i was looking for a suitable place to live for me in pekalongan bu !"

"you want to find a house !" said the mother quickly responded

"yes !"

"you're with me !"

"follow mom ?"

"yes .. I happen to live alone in the house !"

"mother lives alone ? keep mom's husband ?"

"my husband died 10 years ago son !"

"oh sorry ma'am I didn't mean .. "

"yes it's okay, kid, it's been a long time, so I'm used to it !"

"then do you have children ?"

"have it, my son is 12 !"

"haa .. ! twelve !"spontaneously I was a little surprised

"yes, son !" said the mother with a smile, and immediately I also chuckled when I saw the mother who expressed it very funny.

"my son has married all of them and now lives in their own homes with his family !"

"so now mom's house is empty ?"

"contracted son!, I work as a maid, incidentally my employer has dismissed me on the grounds that I am old and better to live comfortably in the village !"

"oh so !"

"lucky mom's house is now renovated !"

"mother's house is broken ?"

"no boy !"

"continue ?"

"that house I split into two, then, the front one for the contract and the back one for me to inhabit myself so that when I return to the village I am not confused where to stay because there are other people who contract in my house !"

"oh so, sorry ma'am earlier that I kind of offended, because it looks like I won't be staying with mom !"

"why, boy ?!"

"i want to have my own residential house, so I don't want to hitchhike !"

"oh, yes no matter what, son, I will just offer who knows you are interested in staying with me !"

the night was getting late when our chatter stopped instantly the atmosphere in the train was very quiet which was heard only the sound of the car wheels grinding against the tracks. when all was silent now there remained the noisy words left in my head all revolved and disturbed my mind greatly.

every day I wanted to hide it from being seen again and remember this love for her again.

I believe that love makes me happy, but there is only living with tears that make wounds like this that have left torture.

My lips, my words have forgotten her, but sometimes when I start to feel homesick as if I want to say this love to her again, it really is the scariest moment, will I ever love you again in my dreams ? then crying again and again made me so tired that I fell asleep, and when I woke up everything still looked the same as yesterday.