Started In Paris
Memories with Him

Just as my feet stepped out, I was fixated in my position. My eyes were reluctant to blink, witnessing something unexpected. I'm stunned. How not, even others will experience the same thing as me. As soon as I became selfish, I wanted time to stop, so that I could keep staring at him.

The golden light glistened like a diamond, on the top of it moreover, everything was surrounded by light, the sound of fountains spread through the ears, the blackened sky added to the light in the darkness, it was mesmerized that I looked at it.

"Zulfa"

Reynard's voice surprised me. I flinched, as soon as my brain was hot, I was exhausted, but all this would pay off. It won't be in vain.

We then walked through the Pyramid that shone like a galaxy, as far as I could walk my eyes could not escape from it, I groaned every inch of that light, even from a distance, I can make sure that every point will be recorded, stored by my memory.

"Astaghfirullah"

My feet stepped on my own shoelaces. Both of them have been gone, not since when. I was so focused on what I was doing that the shoelaces were invisible to my eyes.

"It's good to tie a neat shoelace" said Reynard cynically. He then knelt down, his fingers that began to tie my shoelaces made me speechless, I was made to grieve by him. I felt both of my cheeks heat up, maybe the color had already turned into a tomato.

"A habit" he sergeantly wiped my daydreams. "Let's sit there" he continued walking ahead of me. I don't know why I've been feeling so shitty lately.

Me and Reynard sitting on the white bench, sticking out my legs is a right that I will have a lot of right now. My ankles felt like they were swarming with ants, and then they took a bite. Right in front of me stood a charming Pyramid of light that just made my eyes hypnotized by its elokan.

Lots of people swarm in, posing in front of the camera lens to capture moments that may be very rare and special for them. Whynot? Just look at the Pyramid, the work of Loeh Ming Pei who was born in Guangzhou made my eyes as if they did not want to take their eyes off.

Maybe someone will ask, why don't I save the picture with my camera. Just to make memories maybe someone else will. But not for me. I'll let my eye lens record everything, I want to use my memory to capture this moment, not for a moment. Even if only a black and white sketch was left in my memory, it would probably be enough to pay for my fatigue all along.

"It!" Again his voice seized my daydream. He gave me a bottle of mineral water that I bought before I came here. I received it, a few gulps came through my esophagus, freshness reached my stomach, I felt how swift the flow of water I drank.

"Zulfa can I ask you a question?" He started the conversation.

"But promise don't get mad!" His words began to be like a child.

"It wouldn't be angry if you weren't annoying" I replied sarcastically looking at him.

He nodded his head, then fixed his sitting position.

"If there is a fire, should the fire department be happy or sad?" Ask.

I who was sipping water instantly spouted the water out of my mouth, then looked at him. Whatisthis? What kind of question is Rabbi. I don't even know what character to answer.

"You sick?" I asked to go back to him.

"I asked, why are you asking such a question?"

"It should be me asking you why you ask such a thing, I know the answer"

He laughed. Until his jaw was seen, it could clearly be seen his expression that very rarely laughed like that. Hearing her laughter I laughed, even though I didn't sound like her.

"I thought too much about it in the morning, I was confused, and I was planning to ask you, but you just spouted the water out, lucky that no one passed by" he said with a crisp laugh.

"Your questions don't have a definite answer, just ask people who know better" I said.

Our twilight together with laughter that invites the attention of people, very rarely like this, until when on the way home, he just continued to discuss it. Starting from a Pyramid of light then with twilight accompanied by a crisp laugh made me think this is what I miss so much when leaving this country.

Will he still remember me when the years go by with the wind?