Those Who Want My Body
The Keys to Mas Anwar's Heart

I got a message from a number I didn't know. It contained greetings and asked me how I was doing. Since I don't know whose message this is, I ignored it. Over time I knew the sender of the message, he was Mas Anwar.

During the week Anwar and I often exchanged messages through whatsapp without ever calling, whatever we discussed I was comfortable with Anwar mas.

When I got out of college Anwar was waiting for me in front of the campus, he was standing in front of his car playing with his cell phone.

"I want to go back to the hostel first. I'm gonna change clothes first."

"All right, just show me the way."

Arriving at the Metro theater mall, Mas Anwar bought me drinks and popcorn. He also asked me what film I wanted to watch, I did not think it turned out to be the movie I wanted the same as what was expected of Anwar. The Conjuring 2 movie.

After watching Mas Anwar invited me to eat at a fastfood place. Is this a date? My heart is beating ungodly.

"Aren't you wondering why I asked permission to get engaged to you?"

"Of course I'm curious, but I'm ashamed to ask."

"For what shame, I'm your future husband anyway."

Anwar's words added a reason for my heart to beat faster.

Anwar gave me his phone. Anwar showed me a photo. I was surprised because what Anwar showed me was the photo I uploaded this morning.

"This is my picture. What's with my picture?"

"Look carefully."

"I still don't understand what Anwar means."

Mas Anwar grabbed the phone, then enlarged my photo on the phone screen.

"Look."

"Like a lock image."

"When you exchanged messages yesterday, you asked me about what my heart was. I said that my heart was locked, and I didn't know where the key was either."

"I've found the key to my heart, in your eyes Aish. That's what makes me sure that you're the soul mate sent for me." Further.

All I did was shut up without a word, not knowing what to say. Or because I was embarrassed by the sentence after sentence uttered by Mas Anwar. Is this a dream?

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"Do you remember the key to your heart?"

"Of course I am. It suddenly turned into a poet." I mocked Anwar.

"Not a poet. But that's the truth. You don't know, my hand trembled while trying to get out my heart."

"Talking about the key, it looks like there's a package to open." I pointed towards the package I placed on the table.

"What else is this time?" Mas Anwar grabbed the package, then tried to open it.

The package contains a photo. When I approached Anwar because of curiosity, Anwar immediately hid the photo.

"Mas, I want to see."

"No need. I'll throw it away."

"Why mas? I already know you, if you're hiding something. About the package that comes in every day and the person who sent the package, mas hid everything from me."

"I'm sorry, Aish. I don't want you to be nervous and worried. Especially now that you're pregnant, I don't want you to think much."

"Want I'll just keep quiet letting the mas think about it alone?"

"Am I that weak in my eyes?"

My face was very hot, probably also reddened, holding back my anger and disappointment in Anwar. I grabbed a photo that was squeezed by Anwar mas. After looking at the photo, my eyes were perfectly rounded.