Short Story For You
Or Juan?

I was on my way through long rails, passing through large tall trees that seemed to wave at me so that my netra would enjoy the green expanse. But unfortunately the temptation did not attract me to glance outside.

My body leaned back relaxed without wanting to know where this was going. My round watch has shown at 18:00, if I'm not wrong maybe 1 hour more I have reached the land of longing. Right, Jogjakarta.

Who wouldn't fall in love with that place? True said someone, when you have fallen into the aura then the magic will continue to attract you to return to Jogja.

I'm sure it's true, because my body always forces me to come back, it feels unable if I have to part for too long. True longing has spread to all nerves. Neither the place, the cheap snacks nor someone who was there all let me feel at home.

I forgot I had to tell someone. She'll be worried if I don't tell her I'm coming. I tapped the icon of the messaging application and and immediately searched for the number, but briefly.

I forgot he blocked my number. My weirdness came out after that, but this stupid me kept sending him messages. Wish he'd read it even though I knew it would never come.

Just like I thought, the train stopped at 19:00. The row of carriages instantly took out its contents. As well as me who went straight out, can't wait to meet the atmosphere. Jogja, I'll see you again.

Not wanting to stay too long at the station, I immediately tore my medium-sized bag and walked slowly to the exit. My trip this time was so different. When I arrived, no one picked me up, and then took me to my favorite lesehan.

I sighed, all that had changed. Don't expect anymore. Even so, I can still enjoy everything about Jogja right ?

My feet immediately stepped down the street from the ceramics, to the other part of the station. Then something so coincidental happened.

My eyes met the iris of hazel neutrals. The figure I was talking about on the way was now standing in front of me. The guy in the jeans jacket realized I was here. How else, we met face to face. It's very rude if I go straight to him without greeting him right ?

" Hi Juan "my broom. He nodded and returned my greeting. " Hey "

We smiled at each other clumsyly, but the night had already stopped, it reminded me if it was time to leave.

" It's malem, I'm first "my good-bye, I'm back walking. Maybe just look for an inn, I thought.

" Where are you going ?" Juan's question froze my body so it couldn't move anymore.

I answered with a shake, then the next second he pulled my bag and walked ahead.

" Where are you going ? " Looks followed him.

" Feed, dah malem "his answer immediately took his bike and told me to ride.

I was really confused by what happened, both why Juan could fit in once at the station and what Juan had just done. Without asking me, he took me somewhere.

But the motor stopped at a lesehan that crossed my brain while on the train. I was really confused by all these coincidences.

But, forget about that. Focus on the lunch, this is my favorite place to have lunch. This place has not changed at all, it may only add a few ornaments in the fish pond. The rest of this place is still the same, even the owner still remembers the fried tempe bonus that I often asked for first.

" Jogja is still the same" I said starting the conversation.

Juan did not immediately answer my words, he seemed to enjoy a round that was still smoking hot.

" Jogja has changed, albeit a little. Jogja is no longer the same "juan's words do not make me understand. What he meant by small changes and jojga that have changed.

But Juan understood my confusion with his words. He spoke back.

" For example, this lesehan, after 4 months surely you still think that the place is still the same. But in fact, the fish pond has been decorated with ornaments, the wall is also mounted display even his employees already have uniforms. In the end, this place has changed "he explained.

I understand now, even the changes are happening to us right ?

" Hotel Deket here where is yah ? " I asked when you got out of that lesehan.

Juan again confused me, this time because of his strange gaze.

" Not a hotel, expensive. Come along, I know a good and cheap place" said Juan took back his bike.

I just followed him, didn't I have no other choice ? On the way we remained silent without anyone starting the conversation.

We stopped in front of a boarding house so familiar, it was mine first. But why would Juan even bring me here ?

"Remain to cost ?  I was just last night. " Tanyaku at once gave his.

Juan showed his disappointed face. Either disappointed because I only stopped last night or because I'm back to leave Jogja.

" Why ? My toot. Juan didn't answer, but he kept my bag coming into the building. I can only follow him again. Until he stops in front of the room with a door that is attached to paper containing * room is not rented *

Juan opened it with a key he took from his pocket. The key is so familiar, because the Pikachu hanger I bought is still attached to the room key that I left 4 months ago.

I came in after Juan, he put my bag in the bed. I was so surprised to realize that the room and its contents were exactly the same when I was still occupying it.

" Yes..." Call Juan. " yes ? " Tanyaku. Juan spaced with the next speech.

" Why just one day ?" Ask Juan. I smile .

" There is a deadline that I have to pursue, I can come here also because I managed to find a time gap "my answer.

Juan was still with his sad face, he was sitting on a chair that turned my back. Playing the pencil Juan asked again.

" Why go "he asked again.

I turned to her, "because I have to go home, your house is not here. I just stopped by. "

Juan turned his body you breathed a sigh of rage, he looked up at the ceiling.

" Why did you come back again ? " Tanya juan.

" There's something I can't let go of for too long. " Saying.

" What is that ? " ask.

I smiled again, "my love for Jogja "

Finally what I was waiting for came. Juan is smiling now. Her cheerful face had already risen, far too beautiful compared to the expressionless face she had been presenting from earlier.

He got out of the chair and patted my head slowly. Then Juan walked outside.

" Juan..." Call me. He stopped to respond.

"Please take me to the station tomorrow." My next.

The corner of her lips lifted even though I couldn't see her clearly, because she turned her back on me.

" Look at it later" he said then Juan walked back, I chuckle, of course the answer is *iya* but your mouth is too stiff to say that.

The afternoon atmosphere in London never disappoints. Even if you're here every day. It will give a different impression. Same with me and Juan. This afternoon really made a special impression on us.

Our farewell this time felt different. No let alone the selfishness of Juan who blocked my number. He's changed when I convinced him too I'm coming back here.

" well.. It came back bleak after this. " Talk

" Jogja or Juan ? " Ask me.

He turned his face away, and I laughed.

" Often come often yes, Jogja always have a place for you "he said.

I smiled and Juan replied.

" And I've always provided a place for Jogja here. " My words pointed to my heart.

Juan pulled out a keychain from the wood that said 'i love Jogja '. I accepted it and looked at him.

" Inget, we will not be separated from Jogja. " Talk

" Yes, because I have fallen completely to Jogja. " Saying.

Juan nodded, and led me inside. Then the announcement of the train leaving made him have to get out.

He was still visible from the window until the train was leaving. I took out the hanger, for tourists this is just a souvenir. But for those who understand, will definitely consider it different. I'll be back, see you, Jogja and Juan.