The Eternal Fragments of Moonlight
Chapter 10: Eclipse (Part I)

“Buahaha, Super Seiya... Ahahah!”

It's been a long time that Ronny's been hanging around laughing at me. He seems very satisfied as it is.

“Ron, so you can see my ‘anu’?”

“A, aha... Huh?! Fuck, yes you are! There's a blur effect there. Buaha!”

“Hoo.”

He was back on the edge. Until finally there was a fried rice sword that was pushing his wagon across from us. Ronny was silent when he realized it.

“Wong gendheng.” Chirp Mas fried rice as it passed.

Next Ronny only scowled and stopped his ugly laugh. We were both silent for a long time, looking at each other.

“Hmm but elo it's really weird anyway.” His word. “Since childhood I can squirm makhuk-makhuk smooth like this, but usually only as great as doang. This is the first time I can squirm until it is very clear like gini form.”

“Hoo, you never told me this before.”

“Huh? I, yes this is also the first time I can talk to fine creatures like you anyway. But why should I tell you the same story about..”.

“Not, it means why don't you tell me when we're sitting next door in class?”

“Huh? Mean lo?”

“Udah I said right, I'm Aji, Ron. You forgot about me?” I actually knew that Ronny, even everyone at school had forgotten about me. This time I just fucked it up.

“Well that's it! I feel that in the past, when my first class was sitting next to a student named Rizky Triaji, but I could not imagine if it looked the same as lo.”

“Severe course. You forget the same sohib lo himself anyway, Ron?”

“Ugh.”

Looking at Ronny who was like thinking very hard, I also became very entertained.

“Bro, I'm your closest friend, Bro! Come on, you forgot! I am your first teacher at school!”

Ronny was very frustrated. She was seen grabbing her hair which is now no longer Mohawk. I'm glad to see him like that. Count-count I gave him treatment to get used to using the contents of his head.

“Ugh, proof...” He gasped. “What is the proof that you are my best friend?”

“Hoo, so...lo want proof?” I was so happy when I heard that question.

“Ya.”

“Lo sure?”

Ronny nodded while looking seriously at me. I got closer and started looking right into his eyes.

“Intendable Enchantment The Young Mama.”

“Huh? A, what?”

“Hmm okay.” My solute. “She Always Makes Me Out Very Much —Plum Fruit.”

Ronny became wide-eyed, looking at me with his mouth open.

“Still don't remember either? Hmm if that is so. Erotic Suspension In the Middle.”.

“Oke-oke stop! Stooop!”

He stood up straight while scattering to me. It looks like he wants to hold both of my shoulders. But he just kept passing by, as if through me.

Now, breathlessly, he holds his knee. “Where do you know all that? Did you get into my room?”

“Don't bego Ron, why am I going to your room? You're the one who fouled me, right? Anyway have you ever wriggled me again in your room? Never have you, huh?”

Ronny's still staring at me.

“Well now you believe, right, if I am the closest sohib lo?”

He nodded while still putting on his silly face.

“Siip, if so I want to be inget. At the beginning of our conversation, you asked me what I wanted. Hmm, I really don't want anything from you either. But because we have already been able to talk to each other.. How if you ngedengerin my story?”

“News? What's the story about?”

“Ya about everything. About why you can't remember me, about what really happened, and certainly about.

He also became more gawking with a little extra look of guilt.

“Iya, I understand you are just kidding when you say it is one of the puzzles that you prepare.” I said while trying to smile. “Where? Do you want to hear my story?”

Ronny also nodded. Then he finally sat back on the bench despite being alert.

Of course my purpose in telling him was not just that. I have another meaning. I guess this time, with a golden equal like this, I can change things. This time I can finish my business here.

***

Yes, as Ronny mentioned earlier, my name is Rizky Triaji. And I'm someone who tells me about everything that's happened since the beginning of this story.

Then why can I tell you when my body is lying in the Hospital? To explain it, as I told Ronny, I told you about that day. The day when it all starts at once. The day the cultural festival takes place. Wiwitan Day.

It was the busiest day in our city. Various kinds of local and foreign tourists filled every corner of the city. The streets of the city and its buildings that do mostly have classical architecture are all decorated with kejawen nuanced ornaments. The face of the city is like being conjured in such a way as to be a miniature of ancient civilization.

The cultural festival begins with a parade that starts from the town square to Nitehake Temple which is on a hill not far from Tunas Bangsa High School, our school.

In the midst of the parade with all kinds of frenzy in it, there was only one thing I saw. Mira, who looks charming in her marching band uniform. It was like a lantern in the middle of a sea of people. His wiggly fingers look very good at playing the trumpet he holds. His face shows how happy he is to be there. Mira is always happy to follow various kinds of activities involving people. Very different from me.

The parade party has now arrived at Nitehake Temple. The next activity is a series of traditional ceremonies containing dances and prayers held in the middle of the main temple. Starting from here the implementation is fully borne by the courtiers of the temple guards while the visitors are free to do various activities either participate in praying and watching various performances or just walking around in the area the temple has now been filled with various kinds of bazaar booths.

Inside the main temple, dozens of people are seen sitting cross-legged around an altar located there. At the top of the altar there is a statue of Nitehake which became the center of activity. The main temple is a square room like a large hall with multi-storey seating on each side.

It was about 21:30 p.m. I walked between the bazaar booth in the front yard of the temple looking around aimlessly. Actually, I'm very lazy to get out of the house in the middle of a super crowded day like that. If only I had no obligation to deliver the flower arrangements ordered by the temple, I would have spent my time sleeping locked in my room.

In the crowd, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. His tall and soft mane, already very familiar in my ears. The one who called me was Mira. At that time he was sitting on a street corner, gathering with his marching band.

I ignored his call and just kept going. Because I know, he'll definitely follow me if I do this.

“Ih Aji, wait! Where are you going?”

I still didn't touch him and just kept going. Until I finally got to where I was. It is a plateau which is the plateau area in the eastern part of the temple. I also sat on the rocks that were there looking at the dark sky filled with stars. Mira who had been following me put her hand on my shoulder and said.

“You why the hell? Called-call kok ngak nyaut.” He said a little bit angry. “Oke, wait here yes, I'll grab my things first. Watch out not to go anywhere!”

Mira came back down the hill that we had been through and a few moments later she came back with a bag and plastic bag that seemed to contain various kinds of food.

“Nih.” Mira gives a carbonated canned drink that still feels cold from inside the plastic bag.

“Still, Mir.” Verily at that time I had no power to look Mira in the face let alone speak to her. The meeting with him was too torturous for me. That's why I didn't touch her when she called me earlier.

“I should thank you. You've always battered me, Ji.” Mira smiled cheerfully. “Partially where are you anyway? I never got a contact bales,”

I just smiled faintly as I opened the can of drink that Mira gave me.

“Lucky earlier I accidentally saw you again wander around alone there. Uh asem!” Pekiknya while tasting orange drinks that he also took out of a plastic bag. He continued to drink the orange juice even though his face always frowned after gulping it down.

“Haah..., so great today! The parade is crowded. Eh Aji, were you watching me at the parade?”

I agreed without looking in his direction. I busied myself by staring into the hole in my drink can.

“I actually did not know you would be out of the house on this festive day. I thought you'd be lounging in bed like a cat.”

Seeing me not reacting to the chatter she made, Mira tilted her head like an old parrot offered corn. His big eyes seemed to explore every corner of my face very carefully.

“Hmm? Aji, you are not usually rich. Your face looks like a tiger statue in front of the gate tuh.” Mira tried to mock me. “Again any problems? Just tell me who knows I can give you a solution. Hihi.”

Silent moment. Before I finally started talking.

“So, how does it feel after you guys are made?”

“Eh? Emm how ya... ordinary only.”.

That's what he said. But the look on his face clearly showed that it was nothing ordinary. The face was the face of a kasmaran girl who was asked about her love relationship.

“Hmm? A minute.” Mira pulled out her phone that rang from inside her bag.

“From Dian nih, Ji! He said... ‘Where are you? The fireworks show is about to begin. We are all on top.’ Ayok Ji, let's see the fireworks! Other themes also have been collected above.” Bring along.

“Let's continue to chat above. Have you been talking with other friends for a long time?” Mira's hand grabbed my hand and then pulled it firmly forcing me to stand up.

“Banguun! Hop hop.”

Every pull he made on my hand was painful and painful. I also took my hand out of his grasp.

“No need.”

“Why? Ayok ah don't miss Aji!” Mira tried to pull my hand again.

“We don't need this anymore right!?” My tone increased as I brushed off the hand of Mira who was trying to reach me.

“Eh?”

Mira was stunned and seemed confused by the meaning of my words. Or maybe it's more appropriate to say that he's surprised to be in disbelief instead of confused.

“Emm, that means gini... how?” His voice shakes when he speaks.

We were silent for a long time until Mira finally continued her words.

“You seem like there is a problem again huh Aji? Ma, sorry if any of my words offend.”

That's Mira. His purity and innocence as well as his standards would not allow him to prejudge me. A friend whom he had considered a place to share. And thanks to his purity, in the end he always ignored a possibility that was actually very clear to see. From how I've been treating him, from the way I see him, everything.

“Now you're together, right? There is no need for us to obrolin anymore. Now you don't need me anymore, Mira. Hope you already granted.”.

I saw his eyes grow bigger when I heard this.

“Again there is Alan. So, if you need troublesome things like buyin lo guava juice or cry about your love problem after school, from now on, you can do it to him.”

Yes, from the beginning the role given to me was only as a figure that made their love story more colorful. As much as I put together a solace sentence that says that there is something more to our relationship.  However, I will still not be able to change the fact that I am not outlined to be with him. Therefore, with despair filling every cavity of my chest, all I could think of there was just being as bad as possible in front of him.

“I'm tired too, Mira. That is, who is not the boss of the same story continues every day.”

I saw Mira squeezing both her hands in front of her chest.

“Oh yes, honestly I also never like the same guava. But because all this time you love it yes, what can I do, I had to drink. And you know what?” I said while stretching my back. “Aaagh finally now I'm free!”

Every word that came out of my mouth was like hot lead that was sloshing out through my esophagus. To hurt him and to hurt him. What I wanted to do to her at that time was hurt her feelings as deeply as possible to make her feel the pain I was experiencing.

“Yap, goodbye Mira.”

Before leaving, I looked at his face again. Empty look. Just like when he saw my body lying in the hospital. I left without even looking back.

Actually, at that time, I really wished that Mira would call me back. Stopping me from going away. Just like he called back Alan when they parted ways.

One by one I passed my footsteps but I could not hear his voice calling. How else would I not be Alan. I am not the one he chose. I was constantly dragging my feet to step. I didn't notice anything around me and by the time I woke up, I was already in the south parking area. Standing in front of my motorcycle. Mused. Think about what I told Mira. Is my treatment of him cruel enough?

That night I thought it was the longest night I've ever had. I never thought that my farewell to Mira in the eastern courtyard of the temple was the last time I could see her. At least in that time.

If only I had known what would happen after my breakup with her that night. Maybe I'll be more friendly to him. Treating him a million times better than I've done so far. Because a few hours after we split, Laras called me…

Until here I stopped telling stories for a moment. Ronny asked me in hunting. “What? What did Laras say on the phone?!”

“Mira..