
Still at the Randu house. With a banquet as a bachelor. Mahesa really enjoyed her time with Randu. After a long time always serious with work, not for that afternoon. Even Randu again saw the laughter of Mahesa as before when he was a teenager.
"Said Arum and Sesil this morning you went to the tomb of Aunt and uncle?"
Randu nodded silently.
"What are you complaining about? Money?" mahesa mockery.
Randu.
"Wife, I want to get married soon, but there's no candidate yet."
Randu's reply made Mahesa laugh.
"Are you really serious about Aya? You love her?"
This time Mahesa was the one who had to listen to the complaints of Randu, if not who else, considering that Randu had no other family. And never had time to vent.
"Not to love doesn't mean not to love, does it?"
Hemm
"The proof is that Mas Mahesa can love Sabrina. And I want it that way too. I want to learn to love Aya for who she is. And as time went on I wanted to be a good priest who could lead him down a better path."
Mahesa approached Randu and patted him on the shoulder three times.
"Whoever you choose, I will support you. As long as you're happy, if you've found the idol you want, I'm ready to propose."
Randu went up and hugged Mahesa. At that moment Mahesa realized that night, he had a promise with his wife. Mahesa pushed Randu's body to the point of crashing on the sofa.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Randu. He rubbed his head which had hit him.
Mahesa tidied up her slightly tangled shirt and then looked at the clock that was coiling in her hand.
"I have to go home, I have an appointment with Sabrina tonight."
"Promise on the bed?" goda Randu who has memorized the character of Mahesa.
Mahesa nodded and raised her two thumbs.
"Make it you too."
After Mahesa's back disappeared along with the door closed tightly, Randu did the task that had been abandoned.
"It should be over soon. Tonight I'll see Aya." Randu began to struggle with the laptop and documents piled up before him.
Almost half an hour of the stretcher was still in the car. Saturation began to hit, Randu continued to stare at the clock that was coiled in his hand, tapping his hand on the steering wheel circle. It should have been when Aya entered work, but he did not find the woman he was looking for entered the club.
Maybe he didn't come in tonight? Or he's already inside.
Randu started to worry. He tidied up his appearance then went down, leaned his back on the car, folded his hands and circulated his gaze towards the entrance.
Cold streaks have started to pierce the skin. And had to choose to go inside to get certainty.
Pandu splits the crowd towards Pongki.
Unlike before who was always friendly, a word Pongki did not say hello to Randu. He chose to serve his customers rather than his friends.
"Ky, man,"
Pongki only glanced at a glance without answering.
"Why you?" ask Randu.
Still no answer, Pongki laughed with a woman beside him.
Even this time Randu felt very foreign to his existence.
"Did you see Aya?" continued.
Pongky smiled wryly and shifted his body until the two sat down. Staring at Randu's bead of eyes fixedly.
"What are you looking for? Didn't you decide" said Pongky cynically.
Randu felt guilty and chose silence because it was the reality.
"I just want to apologize, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have forced my will, and I should have understood more about what I wanted."
Pongki just smiled bitterly.
"He doesn't work here anymore." One answer represents everything. And that means Aya will not be present at that time.
"Did he say what the reason was?"
"No, he just said that his presence was never expected of anyone else, and he felt unworthy of being loved. If you still care about him, I beg you not to hurt him again."
Without saying goodbye, Randu got up from his seat and walked out. With an increasingly agitated heart, Randu drove forward his car.
A very dark road was late in the evening. The guilt settles into his chest until it is difficult to just breathe.
I'm sorry Ay, that's the only word that Randu wanted to say the first time after meeting Aya. Now that's what the taste, surely his heart was in pain when he heard Pongki's words.
After arriving at a simple house with an old-fashioned design, Randu stopped his car. He stared at the door of the house that was tightly closed, the lights were brightly lit but the atmosphere was very quiet.
Randu got down from his car stepped slowly towards the porch of the house. Randu looked around him. No one was passing by. And finally Randu knocked on the door.
"Well, it's me" Randu slightly raised his voice.
It was still quiet and there was no sign of anyone inside.
Randu knocked on the door for the second time. And still the same he kept calling Aya's name.
"Oh my God, where the hell is it. Aya open the door!"
Pandu is getting more and more riled up and can not calm down.
Finally Randu contacted Pongki, I don't know what to say, which is definitely the man who can help him.
"What else is it?" asked Pongki in a tinge.
Randu let out a long breath.
"Does Aya still live in the old house?" ask Randu, while staring at the writing on the fence of the house.
"To know I did, because he never said he moved."
After getting an answer from Pongki, Randu disconnected his connection. A man happened to come across his car.
A small run ran towards the person.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I just asked, what's living in that house called Ayana?" asked Randu kindly while pointing at the house in front of him.
"Yes, but I heard yesterday the house was already for sale."
Randu rounded his eyes, "Sold?" repeated Randu, as if unable to believe what he had just heard.
The old man nodded, "And now he has moved," he added.
"Where are you, sir?"
"Well, if that's what I don't know, Mom. Yesterday mbak Aya just saying goodbye and did not say where to move. His eyes were as big as possible that there was a distant family who had been affected by the disaster."
Randu grabbed her hair, not expecting Aya to leave her that quickly.
Ay, I don't really love you yet, but that doesn't mean you have to walk away from me. I'm sorry I urged you to change. If you leave because of family, I have no problem, but I will continue to feel guilty if you leave because of me, the inner Randu is upset.
"Thank you, sir," said Randu weakly
Randu went back into the car while staring at the house from afar.
Many memories that he went through with Aya and Mahesa, even though he was just a friend, Randu really knew Aya, the girl who always wanted to win alone. And not easily influenced by the circumstances around.
Wherever you are may you be well.