
"Tone?"
Sometimes, our name can be the biggest fear when spoken by a particular person. Like at the moment. The tone froze in place, unwilling to turn his head even though he was aware of who was calling him.
Nada was enjoying her Thursday night by watching with Frinta, something they rarely do this few weeks. Frinta was going to the toilet while Nada waited in XXI lounge.
"Tone?" call that voice again.
Tone took a deep breath before finally turning around and seeing Adrian standing there. He was carrying a caramel popcorn in his hand. Nada knew that Adrian did not like the caramel popcorn. And he knows who it is for.
"Hi." Nada can only say the word slowly. To be honest, he suddenly felt his knees go limp and nauseous.
Adrian smiled clumsyly. A burst of shock appeared on his face. His eyes looked at Nada with a sad look that made Nada hate. Why look at him like that? Poor fellow?
"Who's the same, Nad?"
"Grand." Frinta answered from behind Adrian and when the man turned around, he was immediately greeted with a cynical look. "Lo gapain?" Frinta really does not have any pleasantries to install the jutek mode. Even if he could instantly give a hard slap to this person in front of him, he would do so immediately.
"How are you... Ta's... " Ariel hesitated to say hello.
"What is clear is sepet because there are lo. Move aside." Frinta immediately walked towards Nada and sat down in front of the girl. "Duh, I'm really laper." Frinta was completely unwilling to assume that Adrian's figure was there and directly devoured her favorite XXI fried rice. He also invited Nada to speak on random topics so as not to serve Adrian.
Adrian who saw it finally realized and soon passed away. He was not in the lounge and Nada had actually wanted to see him here who he was.
"Not to think about crazy people anymore. And per minute I also think we do not meet him at all."
Tone stirred his drink in silence. A message appeared on his phone screen and he hurriedly turned back. He had a hunch of who it was from but he also did not want to open it, he did not want to have to cry in a public place like this.
Because of that too, Nada could not focus at all throughout the film. Frinta was aware that Nada was probably holding back her cries. However, he did not want to bring up Adrian at all. If Nada ends up crying here, she's ready to be a place to listen and calm down. But, Frinta's principle is that if the person is already in the category of jerk, then Frinta will completely erase the existence of the person. Even in the conversation.
When the film is over, replace the Tone that wants to go to the toilet first. Frinta understands Nada may want to let go of her pain a little, so Frinta chooses to wait outside. Back then, since they were also watching Midnight, not too many people were queuing in the toilet. When entering, all Nada does is cry and vent all her emotions. When he saw his face in the mirror, he saw his eyes. Tone washed his face and tried to smile widely.
"It's all just a past, Tone." He tried to strengthen himself. The tone threw out a lump of tissue that had been used up wiping away her tears and mascara. This grateful tone was already late at night, so he did not have to be shy out of his puffy eyes.
As soon as she exited the woman's toilet door, Nada immediately tried to straighten herself up, straighten her head, and found Natya standing up and looking straight at her. The man's right hand was holding a mobile phone and was typing before finally stopping because of his surprise to see Nada.
Nada knows that Natya's eyes can immediately catch her puffy eyes and her faded mascara. Tone to wonder why every time he meets Adrian, there will definitely be a moment with Natya.
"Who's the same, Nad?" Ask Natya carefully. He did not want to discuss first about how the face of Nada that looked very tangled.
"Emmm... Frinta's." Nada's voice raspy that convinced Natya that the girl had just finished crying. "Who's the same, Nat? By yourself?"
"No... Sama... "
"Dhito?"
Natya did not answer. Nada was also not interested in asking further because all she wanted to do right now was just get out of this place. "Gue first, Nat. Not good Frinta waiting. Hye!"
Frinta who saw the condition of Nada immediately hugged her friend. "Gue is the one who drives. I'm staying at your place." Tone nodded small and walked slowly beside Frinta.
When in the car, Nada wants to see the screen of her phone again. There are two messages that make Nada confused and confused.
Adrian
Nad, can we meet sometimes?
Natya
Are you okay?
No, she's not okay and especially she doesn't wanna meet him.
•••
"Why did you get it from earlier? " Dhito smelled a sense of confusion on Natya's face. They've been almost thirty minutes in Osteria, one of Natya's favorite restaurants, but the guy is quiet from earlier and tends to chim in with the chatter of a makeshift Dhito.
"Gue met Nada yesterday."
"Oh yeah? Continues to? How sad you are, hepi should."
"She just came out of the cinema toilet and her eyes were so swollen."
"Abis watch a sad movie."
"No. There's only two movies and there's no sadness."
"Ga sestudio lo? Who's betewe going there?" Dhito tried to guess but then his eyes made a shock. "Angir don't tell Kay?"
"No. I was with Darren yesterday. I'll watch it not."
"Gue doesn't like ah, midnight. Especially with guys. Mending my sleep" replied Dhito lightly. "Trus, how? Why isn't he crying?"
"Neither stagger. He ran away too. I just sent a message. Replied as if he were." Natya looked pondering. "Why yes, this Tone if I meet you must be sad again mulu."
"Fengshui lo ga nice time to him," said Dhito who was greeted by a curse by Natya. Dhito himself suddenly felt he had a guess as to why Nada was sad, but he did not want to say it because he felt it was not necessarily true. After all, before discussing the reason for Nada's sadness too far, Dhito again wanted to check the status of this friend. "Lo seriously want to do Nada?"
Natya took a sip of her coffee before replying firmly to Dhito. "I'm interested in this."
Dhito was silent because according to him the "interested" answer is not an answer that must be explored too far. It is too common and Dhito suspects that Natya herself is still confused by her feelings.
"Pull it hopefully make you move fast yeah, bro. Not a tug of war is unclear."
Natya just put her shoulders down. In his mind now, he should at least take Nada for a walk together this week. At the very least, he should be able to make a sad expression in the changing tone. Somehow.