REMEDIALLY
Introutation Session

AHSAN ESHAKA'S

Evening was releasing hundreds of passengers at the first stop station, when the wind from the train door opened, strong enough to hit the end of Ayumna's veil, her eyes round and clear, still staring out the window, her hands gently slung the cloth over her frail, frail shoulders not always about skinny, frail as if she had just carried a heavy burden once.

His body came down and rose in a soft, graceful breath, soft relief, as if he did not want me to see himself enjoying the wind fibers that made it in.

Wind is loving, after my working hours earlier, on the grounds “seek breeze” I went up to the airport area and finally met this girl was bothered with a cellphone next to her hand.

I didn't have to linger around to make sure that it was Ayumna, she didn't realize I was approaching so all I did was some way to get a chance to talk to her.

I don't know what the contents of the suitcase and the black box that says Mima's name on it, which I obviously benefited from not wanting the owner to chase after me too, painstakingly equaling the steps that I deliberately exaggerated until we arrived in the train, I said it went to the city, but I also did not know where to go. If he just yells, I'm done!

One fact I found out about her this afternoon, Ayumna is a quiet woman, who would not be rashly screaming in public places.

Ayumna probably didn't realize it, this afternoon in the same carriage we met the first time, we met again. Sipping the love of the earth that still allows us to race to understand.

Maybe “first time” for me and this girl is a little different, because the first time where I met her as a passenger in my car, at that time Ayumna said she had met me before, because, oh not only that, even there is still shame mixed with longing concentrate when remembering the sentence.

I'm sure the hell she might be delirious, but strangely I want to agree the time she said “You Shaka,kan My future husband!”.

Where was our meeting before? what was the figure of Shaka he knew before? so that you can say that?

I had never met Ayumna before, but I had seen her picture many times, someone had told me that name. But when I wanted to find out more about him, he suddenly did not want to meet at all.

It is not easy to connect with this girl as long as you know, all the suspected accounts of mine must have been blocked by her. Every time I accidentally met him, he was pale, limp, the last time I even got yelled at as if he was meeting a ghost. Yeah, he said that.

This afternoon I finally found out, although he did not confess when I said he was jealous, diagnosed while saying that he had misunderstood the pieces of our meeting. Humans in super-fast times are a bit lazy to think, or how the hell? It can be so easy to eat into self-created possibilities.

Even if you do not want to ask directly with the person, at least you can find all the information only with the username capital, right?

Oh, I forgot, that's me!

But I have to admit, I love seeing the jolts of Ayumna's emotions spilling over for me this afternoon.

The train doors closed after ensuring all passengers at the first stop had disembarked safely. Stay Ayumna and I, filled this carriage with questions to each other. All had to be answered before we arrived at the final stop.

“I met you with Fara at the boutique that night,” he said slowly.

Lord, if I look at all the information about him in this world, Ayumna is a candidate for the Oxofrd scholarship, famous for being very intelligent, critical on her campus. But... what was that? Fara and I were in the same boutique, and she thought we were definitely getting married?

I'm sorry Ay, but I have to laugh for a second, I think you have evidence that's valid enough to misunderstand this far away.

“Then it was just me and Fara who came to the same WO that night?”

“I'm not that embarrassed! You said your engagement was Saturday, the same day as Fara's show, then yes.The peak time you were actually at Fara's house that night, on stage, stood with Fara, stood the same Fara,” said pilu.

I don't know if it's sad because I lost hope for a future husband, or because Fara is his best friend, or because of both?

I took another breath, it was a layered sadness, it was worth it when I came out, I saw him walking down the street and it was so hard to move his own steps.

“Ayumna, the girl in the blue dress that night, first.it was Farhan's house my best friend, Fara's future husband. Their event was held at Farhan's residence indeed. I was there as Farhan's best friend, I was with Farhan, I picked Fara up too. I don't know if you see me in front of Fara, maybe it's Farhan time again to the back either eat or what, I don't really remember.”

Then his gaze turned towards me again, yes, finally!

“My mother's house is not far from there, that night was supposed to be my engagement, but something happened, the bride-to-be left,” uraiku slowly.

“Sorry.”

“No Worries, not all loss must make us sad. But yes, my mother was a bit hit. That's why I'm just taking pictures of Fara, because it's a long time to wait for Farhan to come out. I made sure to Gilang when I saw you coming out, he said yes it was Mima Ayumna, but he couldn't chase you because his son called.”

Ayumna was still watching me closely, not wanting to miss a single word.

“I talk too much?” I tried to interrupt my own story.

“Lanjinny!” his orders without moving a bit, were also horribly interrogated by this girl.

“I.. yes, that's what you should know, Ay. That afternoon I said that I wasn't going to be your friend, would you not meet me? His intention is to make connexion together.”

Everything that happened was just that simple, the gaze and seriousness of Ayumna even excessive I think for a trivial explanation temehku.Eh it was not, the water of his face began to change, brighter but more difficult to translate, I guess, again I was wrong.

“I'm sorry,” he said sincerely, “As a friend, should also I not behave like this.”

You know, as a friend? not a future husband? From the pieces of the story, meeting after meeting, looking Mima in the eye and her serious, confused expression, to finally giving a slight smile, I was pretty sure that we were not just a pair of coincidences.

“My house is also not far from the location of the party, Ay. As I saw the girl in the blue dress walking alone the nights were very dangerous, so I borrowed the car again Farhan to bring you home.” Mima should know that handsome white car belongs to Farhan, not a brother, Dek!

“It turns out you've booked a taxi.” I end this really insignificant pannjang description.

Ayumna nodded, I don't know what it meant.

“Mama was quite shocked because of the failed marriage accident, I brought Mama to Dad's village.”

That's also the reason why I missed two months of searching for Ayumna. I accompanied Mama and tried to make Mama stay here, and my Mama was much better, able to accept everything.

“Your Father's Village?”

“Here, My mother is eastern, My late father was a real minang.”

“So you?”

“But I am not recognized minang dong, because from my father's blood, it is customary tribal to be recognized minang people must be from the blood of Mother.”

He nodded again, seemingly not wanting to argue with me about this. Some time, we were both busy processing information into the smallest particles that could be inserted and understood in each other's heads.

Oren begins to be born from the womb of the horizon, the officer announces the train will stop once again. I stood up to get Ayumna's stuff I put on top.

“She's going to town.” People protest.

“So I was joking, this is the closest station to your home right?”

"You know from?"

"I told you, it's so much and easy to just find a place to live, Ay."

Just ask Fara, is it hard, right?

“But you said the twilight on this train is amazing?”

“Save it first curious, there is still another time right for us.”

For whatever sake, Ayumna's down. I pretended not to see by staying focused on lowering the suitcase and the black box. Finally he stood up, I shifted to allow him to move the suitcase towards the exit. I could see there was relief from his steps, several times he looked back, several times I was also caught watching him closely and deeply.

Less than ten meters away, we had arrived at the side of a large road where public transport was passing by.