THE SOUND OF LOVE
Himself

...Be careful of an...

...'Meetings' because of some...

...Meetings are not forever...

...'Fixating'. If you disagree...

...That's your business.....

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I enjoyed the night breeze that pierced my skin, accompanied by a cup of hot chocolate beside my laptop. I put on a jacket to reduce the cold that hugged me. The wind tonight wants to enjoy its existence and this cold wants to be recognized.

With a thirst for an outpouring of heart that no one else could listen to I began to dance my fingers on my laptop keyboard. I don't know why I want to spill everything I feel on Asa. About her who was secretly still in place yesterday, a shadow that I always realized her presence.

The night was getting late I saw the stars start to dim one by one. I left for a moment my laptop that was still on to close the room windows and curtains. Then I went back to the thing about him. I write back about him who somehow always rotates on my life.

About himself..

L like it. But, I was so aware that I was no one to him.

I wrote his name but I deleted it again. Oh come on, it's just the past or maybe it's not. How can people you already consider the past still often roam in your life. Just be right. I exhaled slowly while sipping my hot chocolate. I looked back at my writing and began to continue.

I don't know what makes him disappear, and I know what makes me not want to stop looking..

My fingers stopped as if knowing that there would be a miss visiting. Instantly also the memory of him was present suddenly and twisted without my permission. My meeting when we were kids, our meeting came back when we were still wearing gray white who inevitably, like not to often meet and meet.

Until now we were reunited again and again in an accident that was like deliberate by a living screenwriter. Intentionally or not I don't care if I think the world is as vast as space for a repeated encounter. Just get away from the rotation and it will change everything. I wish I could.

In fact it is not that easy.I re-write about him. Oye. When did I become a hobby of writing about her?

"Calista your girlfriend is Agas Cokrodinoto not Mario Xaverius Erlangga's brother."

My mind does not accept. I shook my head and went back to writing about him. Let me clarify for a moment. I am Calista Hartawan before Falling and Love on Agas Cokrodinoto already had feelings for Mario Xaverius Erlangga. Because time brought us together early. At our young age.

No. gabe. Nope. Now this feeling doesn't grow so strong, just faint as I thought. Every meeting and gaze only brings a smile that brings nothing. Doesn't mean anything.

All that changed when a while ago he was always throwing codes and hiding his heart. I understand him enough. I know enough that he'll doubt who he's trying to cover up. I want to try close but there is a distance. Sometimes I get tired of it. Himself and the riddle of his heart.

Not to find her heart for me, but to make sure she's happy without me.

My fingers stopped back at the end of the sentence 'making sure he was happy without me' I stretched my hand muscles for a moment and leaned back on my portable chair while closing my eyes for a moment. And again the memory that made me feel like I had a heart attack was twisted without my permission.

A few days ago Mario Xaverius Erlangga posted some photos on his sosmed account with a woman I clearly did not know. I felt empty at that moment. Many times I convinced my heart that it was just a taste that would not grow until it took root.

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"Non.. Wake up in the morning. Later late to campus" Surti's voice called me to the real world. Suddenly I raised my head and glanced at the alarm clock in the left corner of my study table. Six o'clock in 15 minutes. And I sleep in a chair? That means I fell asleep last night.

"Yes, thank you, mbok?" I said while stretching my muscles.

"Sama-sama. Excuse me first, you want to prepare breakfast" he said while giving a thumbs up to the outside of the room.

"Oh yes mbok. Once again thank you" I said again who was replied by a nod and a sincere smile from Mbok Surti before coming out of my room.

I got out of my chair and walked to the balcony. Inhaling the scent of wet leaves, grass and wet roads. It seemed like the rain had stopped but the trail was still left behind.

I heard my phone ringing off Ed Sheeran's Photograph. Rush my feet and grab my phone on the nightstand guess who? Aldira Respati's. Instantly, my eyebrows fused together. Hunted curiosity I also shifted the arrow towards the green button.

"What?" Ask him without further ado.

"Lifted a little bit flat, yes I want to confide in this. And oh yes later ride my car only, at 8's I go to lo's house" chirped at length and complete and without permission immediately closed the connection unilaterally. I shook my head enough about his attitude.

A few hours later a red Nissan march car was perched sweetly in my yard. The owner would have eaten breakfast with me. Luckily, Brandon is not allowed to enter if there are guests only of course and if he is sick.

After breakfast, Aldira and I rushed to campus. But today Aldira chose a path further from campus to buy time so that he could pour out his heart.

"Lis?" Call Aldira and my reflexes turn to him who is driving.

"Bang Ijal failed to enter Lis. This is the third time he has failed." he began to express his heart.

"Dir?" I said while stroking his shoulder.

"She's so depressed Lis, she's stressed sometimes like to anger me. I'm confused Lis I don't dare to tell my nyokap, you know I really want to have a daughter-in-law of the Lis force" vent again while shedding tears and I while praying in my heart may we be safe until the goal.

"Dir..? Yes huh? With you not telling your nyokap, you actually saved your relationship for a while. And I think you should continue to exist beside Bang Ijal. Right now all he needs is you Dir" I said to calm him down.

"But sometimes I'm not strong Lis... Until when?" He complained again while wiping his tears.

"As much as you can" and those were my last words before we got out of the car because a few minutes ago we had already arrived at the campus.

In the hallway of Axel's Public Health faculty walking towards me earlier he called my name. Then he handed me his phone.

"Why?" I asked him when he was installing one of my sosmed accounts.

"This who is Lis? Beautiful" she said again showing one of my photos and precisely my photo with Anggia Yunifa.

"Oh. It was my name Anggia" I replied. Giving her phone back.

"Know dong Lis? Yea?" Her request followed me to the classroom. Luckily the corridor is not too crowded if not the face of the Axel I have put in the grocery bag.

"Ah have acquaintance myself cake. Add it to his instagram" I said getting annoyed.

"Ck. What year do you pedekate all forget how. Dengerin ya syamsuddin, you tuh men nanya way pedekate to girls. Your mental illness, huh?" Cibirku while laughing.

"Yaaaah elo mah ga cool. Kan lo temennya doi so who knows more doi ya lo" he replied did not accept.

"But the one who wants your acquaintance is not me" I said as I passed leaving him in class and went to the cafeteria following Aldira.

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I enjoy the breeze that caresses the skin of my neck. Today the weather is quite friendly with a gray cloud covering half of the sun. Despite the grayness I'm pretty sure the rain is not going to visit today. I inhale greedily the aroma of a warm cup of expresso that bursts freely in the air before taking a sip.

A beautiful day is not to leave a moment the burden of your life? Come on life does force us hard but that does not mean you torture yourself for everything.

This morning at the park not far from my house, I was busy watching people with all their busyness. Some are eager to exercise just to perfect their diet program, some are just a walk around the park with their pets, some are just sitting relaxed like me with their partners. Oh naw. I'm alone today. Agas is having a family event, tonight we will go together.

Usually at times like this with an atmosphere that supports me get a lot of inspiration for my writing. Really am. Just look at what I brought, my portable laptop and also the books of my favorite authors. What I like the most is O Henry's "The Last Leaf" an old literary masterpiece that's quite touching I think.

You knew? At first I was just a girl who loved to dream and fantasize. Suppose something impossible happens, I think. When I was a kid I always wondered what my dream was. Everyone I met always told me things about his dreams. But not with me.

I know everyone in this world is born to have their own purpose, as well as their own talents and weaknesses. One complete package. How's my? I suck at everything I guess. Y'all know? Until now I myself do not know what my strengths and talents are. It's sad, isn't it.

My writing stopped as my phone rang. Lucky I had put earphones in my earlobes so I did not have to bother ignoring my writing to answer the incoming phone.

"Yes Xel?" I answered someone across the street without making small talk.

"...."

"Udah lo follow yet ig his doi?" I said while still typing.

"...."

"Continue?" I said as I stopped typing and focused more on listening.

"...."

"Ah. Idiotically. Send a message through Xel's ig, write 'Hi' aja it. Lo man but mental crackers anyway? Kopong" Cibirku greget with Axel's story.

"...."

"Yooo" the connection was cut off.

Then I threw myself together while looking at the sky. There are so many puzzles in this life. Friendship, friendship comes to family. But I think happy is reluctant to settle for such moments of life. Either because he was afraid, either because he wanted to be sought or indeed he was reluctant to attend.

I closed my eyes for a moment while enjoying the soothing music. I hope life doesn't go slow. I want to meet the future soon, my mission is to discover what my talents and dreams really are.

****

The curtain of the weapon was stretched in space like a white canvas splashed with a yellowish red color and purplish blue. One word for twilight. Well-favoured. Tonight will be the night I don't know how many times I and Agas go together to spend some time. Our busyness often triggers fights that may not need to be fussed about.

Understandably we are still both learning to accept each other's shortcomings. We should have understood each other better considering we were together for many years. I hope Agas is a settled person not just accompany. I hope so.

"Hi Lis?" She smiled as she got out of the car and approached me.

"Hi also Gas" I said back and returned his smile.

Tonight we want a movie marathon so we don't have to spend a lot of words to create a romantic atmosphere. We also do not need to waste time just to discuss things that are not important.

Upon arriving at the cinema we lined up for tickets and bought a bucket full of popcorn and two glasses of fizzy drink. Maybe tonight's gonna be a long night. I asked my father and mother for permission to go with Agas. My father allowed and believed that I could take care of myself. Unlike my mother, she acted like my old mother. Cold and squeaky. It's because I went with Agas.

Well, here I am now in the cinema whose lights have begun to dim. Agas chose seat A as our seat to enjoy the movie. At first I thought Agas would do something weird but throughout the movie he always focused on watching and eating the popcorn we bought earlier.

I smiled when I saw his face. Like watching an angel. You tau? No matter how hard the days I spent, he stayed with me until now. I agree with the phrase 'There will be times when you fall in love many times with the same person'. And to me it's true.

When the first movie was finished, I got a ketoilet permit on Agas and he nodded. Honestly, I do not feel at home sitting for long with unusual room temperature. Before I stepped out of the toilet, I felt my phone vibrate. I saw the missed call from Anggia Yunifa. I'll call you back.

"Why?" I asked without babibu.

"...."

"Oh that's Axel temen I Gi, at that time he saw a photo of the two of us on his instagram. Who is he, yes I answer that lo temen sd me" said I explained as much detail as possible to Angia.

"...."

"Jaudah aja si acquaintance, itung-itung nambang temen right. Anyway Gi, pamali ngabaiin people who try to be good with us" I replied as I put the phone to the ear with my shoulder to wash my hand.

"...."

"Bales is the right one. How come you're so nagging me" I replied annoyed because Anggia kept asking what she should do now. Ignore Axel's messages or reply to them.

"...."

"Kok you get angry anyway? Don't salting. Relax just do not overreact to everything. Naturally" I said calmly.

"...."

"Udah ah I want to watch again. Kasian Agas waited for me a long time in the toilet. Gi, my job is just to help Axel know you and help you learn to open your heart again for someone. Don't shut the door too long. Next it's your two business not mine anymore. Let it go as it is" I said before turning off the connection unilaterally.

Then I went out and walked over to Agas. Before the consecutive questions came out of his lips I told him why I had been in the toilet for so long. Then we went back to the cinema to watch the second movie. And this time we sat in seat C quite comfortable and not too corner.

Happy Reading guys 😄