Missing From Bian
Thank you Nando

The car started moving, both my father, mother, and Dion were silent to watch my departure. I cried sobbing in the car. It's been hard on the way I want to be together, Nando. Nando hasn't even discussed our beliefs, like dad. Will I be happy after this?

What am I going to do after this? after becoming a child who is considered defiant to parents. Did I do it all just for Nando? No, it's all because of Dion. Even though my future with Nando only has 75% hope, because what you were afraid of earlier, is already in my head. I'm just waiting for a bomb to go off at any moment.

Along the way, I hugged Nando's hand, and drowned my face behind his arm. I am ashamed and sad, ashamed that Nando witnessed my strife with my family, sad because of the leave I had arranged, hoping to let go of longing, had to be destroyed. Good thing the ticket in payin Nando, otherwise I will lose a lot. 

" Where are yank going? so my guide today yuk, want to look around your city" Nando opened the conversation. Maybe Nando doesn't want to see me grieve for long. 

" Now Ndo, I'm tired, I want to rest" I replied

" Come back to the hotel" she replied.

The car returned to the hotel. Arriving at the hotel, Nando requests one more room to the receptionist. Arriving at the elevator I asked for the keys to the room that was still in Nando. 

" Here's the key." ask me.

" Well what? " 

" Make me rest, I want to lay down"

" To my room"

" Well, why ask for another room key?"

 " Yes donk, if reported by mama will berabe later, hahahahhaa" 

I just shook my head at Nando's behavior. 

Once in the room, I lay down, I covered my head with a pillow, hoping that it was just a dream. I screamed inside the pillow, only to overflow my frustration.

Much if I had imagined…

If Dion hadn't scolded me continuously during the LDR, we might still be together..

If Dion hadn't insulted me and my parents, I might have accepted this proposal happily..

If Dion hadn't told me to sell myself in front of Nando, he might still be my girlfriend…

If Dion hadn't made his cowardly plan to frame me, maybe today my family and I were joking, letting go of longing…

And again, it's not because of Nando, but because I don't want to be with Dion. But Mom's dad misunderstood, they made Nando a scapegoat. And Dion? he enjoyed all of this. Wash your hands of the situation he has already planned.

Despite not looking, I could feel Nando starting to climb into the bed, and lay down next to me. Her hands are looking for my head behind a pillow. Trying to caress my hair. 

" Bi.... is it still crying?" ask her.

" No, but still upset"  

" How do you want? you want to go home? later on, when Dion's not there, we'll talk to your parents" 

" I'm not sure if Mom and Dad could talk to Ndo so well. They were so angry that "I started taking my pillow off my face. 

" Yes, even if they're angry, you don't have to be emotional. I'll talk to ya later.."

" i'm afraid, after this I can't get out of the house again, I they've got me to plead for Dion"

" No, I'm here, or do we go home tomorrow?" I bargained, because my brain was dead-end to do it again. 

" Eh,, it's time to go home. No, I'm lazy…"

" continue? "

Nando then raises his head to the same pillow as me. Close his face to my face…

" To Bali would you like? or to Thailand? Or to Raja Ampat, Komodo Island..want?" 

If Nando's intention is to comfort me, I'm thumbs up. Because all of his offers are tempting. 

I laughed, then nodded my head in agreement. But not a hug, even Nando directly hit my head even though not hard. 

" Taken to his mother's house did not want, crying, screaming. Take a walk laughing.." he said. 

I hugged Nando. This isn't the first time Nando has been able to shift my tears into instant happiness. Because when I cried because of Dion, Nando took me to the beach. 

Nando starts to get busy with his HP and blue bird apps. He looked around from ticket prices to hotel rooms. 

" Do you have a passport? " ask her.

" Have, "I replied with round eyes expectantly..

" To Singapore? we can just exclamations, thin holidays.if you look at the mountain, the beach, mending back to the city of B aja.we go to Singapore, continue to ride a long roller coaster, you scream there, you scream, until satisfied.." explained Nando.

" Yes, I'm following Mr. Boss.."

" It's manut, I'm the one who paid.." - Nando sneered.

" Oh, if you want a joint, I have it, that's if you're not ashamed anyway" I quipped, and once again Nando's hand landed on my forehead.

We came back kidding. Like nothing happened before. A moment of sadness I was gone. 

After dinner, Nando gave the room key he had requested to the receptionist. 

"Move room yeah…"

" Have asked of me already"

" If we're in the room, we'll be happier, harder" Mr. Boss made me laugh again. 

I took the keys to the room and walked out of Nando's room. It turns out my room is facing Nando's room. 

On my own, I remembered the events of today. Not even an hour ago I was able to share my story with my sisters. 

Every time I remember it all, Dion's face is back and a sneaky smile is reflected by me. 

I loved Dion, though. Not always sick, Dion also often makes me happy. Dion always said he would marry me. But strangely every time Dion said that, I became uncomfortable. How can, the person I used to love so much, be the person I hate so much right now. 

I pray that Dion will find a woman who loves him more…