
A quiet and peaceful afternoon. Clouds of various shapes were fluttering in the sky, dragged by the cool breeze that was blowing lightly. The coolie smiled looking at the sky in the gazebo. The cold weather this afternoon kept them from moving.
Not long after, a car is seen entering the grounds of Naisha's house. Incidentally there was Mbok Sari who was watering plants, the car was successfully entered and parked in the garage of Naisha's house which was still spacious as long as his parents' car was not there.
"Hey, Nai. I brought martabak nih," said Mika when entering the garden of her best friend's house while putting her luggage on the table. "Eh, is Alhan here too?" coined.
"Yeah... Tumben didn't talk here first?" ask Naisha. "Lo bothered to bring ginian, Ka."
"It's easy with anyone. I miss that's why I came here. I don't know if you're busy with doi." Mika grunted annoyedly.
Naisha just chuckles and invites her best friend to sit next to her. Alhan laughed when she heard Naisha's story about the incident of Junior High who could not bear to waste the wind until she was traumatized eating sambal. A god-level romance between Alhan and Naisha somehow leaves Mika tick dead.
“Gue think you need refreshig deh, Al. Let's really put your brain to sleep, the feeling from earlier is nothing funny, but laugh mute." Angrily Mika put the martabak in her mouth.
“What if we go to TMII? Or Ocean Park? Soot color? Sindang Barang cultural village? Which one do you want?”
Why do they talk about the streets? Not to mention it seems they did not consider the presumption of Mika making herself inflamed, from earlier he was like a mosquito repellent among the lovebirds. He was no longer able to see the scenery presented in front of him.
Mika seriously has to leave from there, but she hopes her presence will disturb them. But why is he even disturbed by their behavior, huh? Unfortunately, they did not care about Mika.
***
It's already night time. Stars filled the horizon. Mika stared at the horizon in her window frame. The ringing of the phone that had sounded since he did not ignore it, even though it was from Naisha. He refocused his gaze to the horizon after a moment of glancing at his phone. The ringing of his phone no longer rang.
Mika swiped her window open and returned to her bed. He picked up a diary book that lay sweet in front of him. The desire to write a feeling is getting bigger. There was a burning sense that had not been conveyed and was still gnawing at his soul.
Hello dear, maybe now I am the most beautiful person in the world. The people I love are always close to each other and I can't accept them all. I love her so much. THAT'S REALLY!!! I buried this long ago, but I don't dare. It's hard and there's no way I'm north of it, because I'm... I don't have the courage to do that, my dear. I tried to be normal, especially with Naisha. But this feeling I can't keep hiding. Want to get to when? Do I stay away from them so I don't get hurt anymore? Yeah, bener. I'm a coward, dear. What should I do now? T_T
Mika's eyes began to warm, slowly her tears dripped. His phone rings again. And this time from Naisha again. However, Mika was already indifferent.
Why is he not aware of what I am feeling?