Paper Plane
Come back

Walking in the fog of the night, the winding path was endless. Then the night resumed its task, empty of all feelings.

In an instant the news that stirred the public that had been sticking out some time ago between himself and the employer can be muted quickly. Thanks to magical hands coupled with a non-playful relationship, the gossip quickly disappeared and evaporated. There was a feeling of relief in Daisha's heart when she found the good news. But why does he feel not okay? In the recesses of his heart as if he felt an upheaval and rejection. Again firmly, the employer ensures that their relationship is only purely a co-worker and nothing more. Just a co-worker? Yes, it's true that's the truth.

Daisha was silent with her heavy breathing, as if her chest was squeezed by a few pounds of heavy objects. Then he turned his back around, turning his back on the expanse of starry nights and the roosting moon. Now he is leaning against the guardrail at the end of the balcony of the room he occupied. His heart suddenly turned. He felt that he had been deceived by his own heart and mind. In a slightly rustling heart, he immediately brushed off the feeling.

Daisha shook her own head while smiling. It was as if laughing at his unresponsive stupidity and his heart suddenly became weak and lulled at the kindness offered by the master. Who is the one who can stop the coming of love for someone?

Meanwhile, the sun has been located a few jengkal above the Eastern horizon line. Today's life begins with a speck of Sunday morning light. Then, it crept and spread to fill the whole world. Fighting against laziness and despair is the first step to becoming a successful big person. And Sunday is the best time to recharge the strength to achieve it all.

After getting permission from the little boss, Daisha decides to go home to visit her mother. A moment to calm his heart and mind. Refocusing its initial purpose. He busied himself by cleaning the house, watching movies, to accompany the mother shopping at the market before dawn. Incidentally, the mother's employees are qualified enough to help make orders for customers. So he can relax his body a little to rest for a moment.

The rest of the day before dusk, Daisha decided to take a walk around the city and head to a shopping center to visit her favorite bookstore. He wanted to buy a book that he had long been waiting for in print.

Daisha walks with her eyes and fingers working together down each book order in a neatly arranged shelf. After searching for a while, he managed to find the book he was looking for.

''Meet!'' her cheers were happy but a moment later her feelings were squeezed. He lost quickly with someone standing next to him who swiftly took the target book first.

''Looking for this book as well?'' asked the man while showing him a book with a heart-red cover held in his right hand.

For a moment our eyes met and looked at each other in silence. Without a cue the memory returns to play back memories that occurred in the past.

''Daisha?'' he said with a face that looked surprised.

''Hi, how are you?'' tanyanya back.

Not even his consciousness returned from the pieces of memories from the past, the voice of the man again spread his mind.

''It's a long time we haven't met. How are the kids?'' ask again.

''Ba'o good. The children are all well.'' Daisha replied stammered. He could not hide his surprise.

''You haven't changed, it's still like you used to.' said the man.

''How are you doing yourself?'' daisha asked after struggling to gather and rediscover her consciousness.

''We chat there aja yuk, let's be more comfortable.'' point men of high stature at a cafe opposite the bookstore.

''What message do you want?''

''Anything.'' Daisha replied.

After handing the order to the barista, the man reopened his conversation.

''Long time no see you so a little quiet now?'' joking. Daisha smiled with an answer.

After a while, a barista came carrying some orders in his hands. Daisha frowned looking at the dishes presented in front of her. A serving of klappertaart coupled with an onion ring and a glass of mango juice that seemed to arouse the taste of the occupants of his stomach presented on his desk.

''Your favorite food, right?'' said the man in front of him as if he knew the contents of Daisha's head.

''Thank you.'' replied Daisha.

''Sha, I'm sorry if I left without saying goodbye to you first.''

''I have finished my studies and now I will stay here again.'' he said again.

''Are you not happy to see me again?'' tanyakanya.

''Of course happy, where maybe reunited with old FRIENDS who have long gone unhappy.'' Daisha replied by emphasizing the word friend he said.

''You are still as you used to be.' said the man with a smile.

''How are your parents?'' ask Daisha.

''Well, very well.'' he replied.

''Thank God.'' said Daisha.

''I also want to apologize for all the attitudes and sayings of my mommy who used to hurt you, especially I want to apologize to you.''

''That's it, it's all over. After all that is the reality.'' replied Daisha flatly.

''I'm really sorry. If time could turn back, I wanted to make amends and would never leave you.

''No, you don't have to do that Daisha replied.

As Daisha wanted to continue her words, a call was heard breaking the tension on her desk.

''Mama!''

Daisha also turned towards the source of a voice that was familiar to him.

''Arka? How come you can be here, baby?'' tanya Daisha approached Arka.

''Arka just bought a toy, mah.'' said Arka while showing a miniature aircraft of the latest output.

''Fly plane?'' daisha asked and answered a nod by Arka.

''It turns out you are here.'' said Rendi who also approached.

''Yes, sir. I was looking for a book and accidentally met an old meeting so stop by here first.'' explained Daisha. He did not want to have a misunderstanding with his boss.

''Well, let's go home now!'' whinek Arka with a dislike look at the male figure sitting together with Daisha.

''Soon baby, you have to say goodbye to your friend.'' replied Daisha.

''Come, ma! Come on!'' arka whine.

''Alvin, I have to go home soon. Thanks for the treat. I go first, excuse me.'' said Daisha.

''Next time, can we meet again?'' ask the man.

''Of course.'' Daisha replied and passed.

Alvin, Daisha's old friend. He just silently watched his old 'friend' walk away from where he stood. His gaze did not look the slightest bit away from the woman who was walking along with a boy and an adult man beside him. Questions are lodged in Alvin's head about Daisha and what has happened in his present life.