
Esta has a close friend in cyberspace named Sena. Although they never met, but they were open to each other and gave each other advice if one of them had a problem.
From the picture, Sena is a good woman. And somehow Esta felt comfortable chatting with him even though it was only a short message.
In addition to Sena, there is also Putri who now works as a lecturer at one of the private campuses in the city of Jogja. The princess often came to visit Esta when the holidays arrived. Or Esta came to him when she needed a day off.
As of today, the Princess was sleeping in Esta's room while playing on her mobile phone. He arrived a few hours ago and was exhausted.
“Bu Narsih cook what yes?” Princess Mumbles.
“It looks like catfish. Just look in the kitchen.” Esta's orders.
But the Princess was reluctant to get out of bed. He was comfortable lying on it.
“Not so eat?” Ask Esta who frowned because the Princess never moved from her place. The girl turned on the tv in the room.
“Waahhh, look at that. I've been nelling again.” The princess looked at the tv.
Esta followed the Princess's gaze. On tv is featuring a top singer, namely Kartina Maheswari.
“But the song is great. So it is only natural if you always enter trending on yutub.”
“Hemm, good to be him. I'm rich, beautiful, plus have a golden voice.” Princess Mumbles.
“Do not envy the same life of others. We're not unlucky. Just a lack of gratitude.” Tymphal Esta. “Come if you want to eat. I'm also laper.” Take Esta in the end.
This time, the Princess immediately got up from the bed and walked following Esta behind her.
The Mess consists of two floors. There are 6 rooms below and 6 rooms upstairs. And Esta's room is located near the gate. While the kitchen is at the end of the corridor close to the public bathroom.
Surely Esta's guess. The menu this afternoon is catfish. He and the Princess immediately took the rice and the side dish and sat down at the dinner table. There is also Giri who is also eating his lunch. He nodded kindly to the Princess and Esta.
“Oh, yes. I heard that there will be a reunion in Jogja.”
“Reuni?”
“Hem. Grand reunion LB.”
“Means from all generation dong?”
Princesses nodded. “Mau dateng, no?”
Esta seemed to think. I don't know, he's forgotten his time at school. He had forgotten his painful teenage years. He said goodbye at that time.
“Dateng. He said the show was a new year's mall. We spent the new year there. Yes right?”
“I'm coming with dong mbak..” Timpal Giri was already sitting near them. I don't know when the man finished his meal. Esta and the Princess were unaware of it.
“Little kids can't come.” Hardik Princess.
“But no one will take care of Esta. How's dong?”
“Blooded. Your love is clapping one hand. There is no kapoknya this boy.” Princess Gerrutu.
“Yes no problem dong. As long as Esta's mom hasn't been somebody's wife. I'll still love him.” Said Giri innocently. Looking expectantly at Esta as usual, not caring about the chatter.
The princess was furious with Giri's innocent behavior. He almost threw his spoon at the boy.
“Udahlah. More eating too.” Esta.
Rai, will that man also be present there? For a long time he had never heard from the man. What's he like now? Is he getting good-looking? Getting higher? Ahh, a pinch of memories swirled in his brain.
“You're thinking about him again, right?” The Princess's point is Rai.
“Neg. Who else thinks of him.”
“Basic yes tuh people. There is no news at all. Though the promise is not so.” Grunts Princess annoyed.
“Who?” Ask Giri curiously.
“Nih people haven't left yet either. I've gone there. There will be a customer.” Send the Princess back.
Having no other choice, Giri finally leaves them to return to the laundry.
“Not to be thought of. I'm sure he won't come. During this time also he never came to the reunion.”
The Princess' words seemed to convince Esta to come to the reunion.
“When was the show?” Ask Esta.
“Jum’at front. Pas malem new year.” Princess reminded.
“Okaye. Why not. All year ago there.”
“Well that dong. That's how I look. Hehehehe.”
By nightfall, and the Princess was already asleep in her room. But Esta was still busy replying to Sena. Chatting with Sena could kill his boredom. As usual, Sena had a lot to tell Esta.
Sena: “So you joined that reunion?”
Esta: “Not yet. Possibility follow.”
Sena: “Udah. Don't think about it. Stay with me. Counting for a handsome guy. Hahaha.”
Esta: “Hehehehe. I think he's coming with.”
Sena: “Nahh. Dong. Don't get busy doing just that until you don't have time for fun.”
Esta: “Sok know you!”
Sena: “Hahahahahahaa. Okay deh. I'm going to sleep first. Tomorrow we have to work again. Met malem Ta..”
Esta: “Oke. Met malem. Met break.”
Esta ended the social media conversation with a smile. Somehow Sena made it comfortable to tell stories. He wanted to meet his friend but did not dare to say it.
Esta walked over to the bookshelf by the window. His eyes were on only one thing. It was a pen that was still wrapped neatly in the box. Esta did deliberately not use the pen because she felt that it was a valuable object for her. Honey if you wear it.
The pen holds a million memories with Rai. The figure of a man who is now somehow in which hemisphere. Without any sounding news.
For a moment, Esta seemed to have not expected that her life would be like this. If he remembered far back, there was too much pain he received. But it actually managed to shape Esta's character into a strong and independent woman. Never rely on anyone for their problems.
His farewell to Rai, however, remains a deep wound and has never healed even to this day. He keeps his heart closed to any man who wants to be close to him. It was as if that feeling had still not been pierced
But now Esta realizes that she can't be like this forever. He must open his heart to others. He must immediately cover his wounds and heal himself with the love he receives.
Can he force himself to accept the presence of others? After a long time his heart was closed.