Trapped By The Devil
I’m With Him, You’re With Her
“Where are you, Raka?” Davina muttered as she had to cut off the phone call again for how many times.
So busy is Raka ignoring Davina's phone? Can't you tell me if Davina should wait in Nararya or better just go home?
Davina sighed.
He recalled the night of Raka's birthday. He waited without news. I fell asleep on the family couch. Azel and Nayla even had to wake Davina up and offer to drive her home.
However, how could Davina possibly miss Raka's birthday?! Didn't he come home just to see the man to at least blow the candles in person?
Finally, she took a short break in the guest room, after getting forced from Nayla. Because Davina must be feeling very tired.
But until the day changed…
Raka didn't come home either.
If you remember that, Davina still feels unacceptable. His ego said, why would he go home if it remained abandoned like that? Didn't Raka ask him to come home?
But why in the end Raka missed her own birthday by working!
“Eh, Dav, how are you still here?” Yuni suddenly appeared. These past few days, he had indeed taken the time to teach classes at Nararya for free. So did Davina.
It's just that Davina's class finished an hour earlier. Who would have thought it turned out that he was still sitting in Nararya's front room observing his phone?
“Not yet picked up.” Davina tried to cheer up.
“Raka again play the same song yes?” ask Yuni.
Davina was stunned for a moment hearing Yuni's question. It felt like being slapped so hard!
At their current age, most men should still be busy hanging out, joking with friends, and doing some other useless things. Put a tattoo on her body, go to a nightclub for drinks, hang out not knowing the juntrungan.
But…
Raka's different.
At the age of twenty-three years, his lover already knows what he wants to do for his life. His girlfriend was trying to make her dream come true from the beginning. Pioneering everything alone.
And why can't Davina understand that? Why is he grumbling?
Isn't the goal of going home to give Raka a gift? Is not understanding also a gift? Why can't he give it to Raka?
Davina finally shook her head.
“No, he's working again.”
“Wow! Raka is working? Isn't he still in college?” yuni said, amazed.
Lookie! Anyone else can admire Raka, why can't Davina? Why doesn't he take it when his girlfriend is busy?
Really ridiculous…
Think Davina.
“Udah, Yun. He made start up.”
“Keren!”
Davina just nodded. So feel proud because of her lover.
Moments later, Yuni's phone rang.
“Hey, Nik! Yes, it's spun! Just jerk! Not very sad! Yes, yes!” Yuni turned off her phone after she finished nagging.
“Gue wants to go, Dav. Don't want to come?”
“No, Yun. I'm still waiting for Raka.”
“Ye, rather than lo alone here! I'm the same Niko, my friend, just wanted to hang out at a cafe near here. Lo news to Raka let ntar be picked up there.”
Ah, right too…
Think Davina.
“Udah. Don't think for long! Yuk, game!” Yuni immediately pulled Davina's hand.
“But, I haven't signed Raka..”.
“Ntar aja part-time on the road!”
Davina resigned when she was pulled out of Nararya. Yuni led him to a car.
Nikolas, who had been upset because he waited for Yuni, immediately smiled sumringah when he saw Davina coming with his friend.
When Yuni opened the car door for Davina, Nikolas greeted her with an exaggerated friendly tone, “Eh, Davina, we meet again.”
Davina smiled, “Hai, Nik! I follow ya!”
“Bby bang dong. Males is also in tandem with Yuni.” Nikolas grinning.
“Damn lo! It was a mess because there was no one weekly night!” Yuni, who had just climbed into the passenger seat next to Nikolas, hit the man on the shoulder.
Nikolas laughs.
“Oh yes, it's the night of the week yes.” Davina murmured. I just realized it was Saturday!
“Lah? How the hell did a girlfriend even forget this Sunday night?!” Yuni.
Davina just laughed. What can he say? Well, on her birthday alone, Raka prefers to work. It's said sunday night…
Davina recalled that she needed to inform Raka. He took his phone and typed in a message.
“Lo know where Yuni is, Dav?” Nikolas began to ask, while glancing at Davina through the rearview. The car slowly rolled down the highway. Yuni who realized that Nikolas was launching his mode action could only roll his eyeballs.
Davina, who was not very multi-tasking, immediately stopped typing.
“In Nararya, Nik,” answers.
“But we started school time in Paris huh, Dav?” Yuni added.
“Iya.” Davina nodded.
“Oh, so Davina can ballet too huh?”
Wasn't Nicholas asking the obvious in plain sight?
Yuni was caught off guard by Nikolas' stupid pleasantries, he immediately cut in, “Ya, according to lo Davina di Nararya what? Learn to grow crops? Learn how plants photosynthesize?”
Nikolas sneering. Davina herself was already laughing out loud hearing Yuni's repetition.
Nikolas glanced from the rearview mirror, watching Davina who was laughing beautifully. Why is there such a perfect woman?
Davina was aware that Nikolas was staring at her long ago from the rearview mirror.
BY AVOIDING.
“Can you see the road first, Mas? If you want to see the spy continue, I am the one who drove!” Yuni grumbled, again.
Nicholas cengengesan.
Tapi sampai mereka tiba di kafe yang dimaksud, tidak sekalipun Davina menatapnya balik dari spion. Wanita itu malah beberapa kali memeriksa ponselnya seperti berharap akan sesuatu. Tapi sepertinya, dia tidak kunjung mendapatkan apa yang dia harapkan atau ditunggu.
Finally Nicholas was conscious. Davina's body can be here, in her car, but her soul and mind are somewhere else.
***
“What's the deal, Dav?” yuni asked, so consciously Davina stared at the menu for too long. The waiter had waited long enough.
Davina jerks. He quickly chose the top list of the cafe menu, “Aglio olio aja deh.”
“Drink?”
“Cola with lemon yes, Mbak.”
The waiter nodded. After repeating their order, the servant left.
“Lo again no thoughts yes, Dav?” Yuni asked as she tidied up Davina's bangs that had started long. The bangs covered her beautiful eyes.
“Mah's mind is only once, Yun.”
“But lo kayak is not really concerned daritadi.”
If they were just the two of them, Davina would certainly spill all her current feelings on Yuni. But right now, there was someone else next to them. And Davina was sensitive enough to know that Nicholas was interested in her.
“What's value.”
As aware that Davina was reluctant to talk about this in front of other men, Yuni immediately stopped prying too deeply.
“Ya. Where is the toilet? I'm really happy deh.” Yuni cawing.
“Tuh!” Nicholas pointed at a toilet sign.
“Gue stay tight yes, Dav.” Yuni immediately moved away.
Davina and Nikolas stayed there.
Both.
Clumsily.
“How long will you stay in Indonesia?” Finally Nikolas asked, trying to talk as quietly as possible so that Davina would feel comfortable.
“Next week back.”
Nicholas nodded. He waited for Davina to open the topic of conversation like her. But the woman was silent.
“There are still plans to go back to Indo? Or will netap there?” ask Nikolas, again.
“Not yet, Nik. The desire must be there. But there's still a lot I want to do there.”
The woman with vision. Interesting…
Think Nikolas.
“Belcome in Paris?” He tried to pry Davina deeper.
“Lumayan.”
“There is a language barrier? He said there his people do not want to use English huh?”
“Iya bang.” Davina chuckles. He recalls being ignored by his teacher several times in the early days of his arrival because he was still not fluent in French.
Then, Davina came to her senses. Daritadi just let Nikolas ask. He didn't want to talk about himself with other men.
He better turn the conversation into a topic about Nicholas alone.
“Lo itself how, Nik? Busy what?” davina asked, trying to sound as natural as possible when reversing the question.
Her new skills last year if there are men who want to try to get close and find a gap.
“Against bokap aja business, Dav.”
“Oh yes? What venture?”
“Smallly,” answered Nikolas, as it were, always trying to avoid that question.
“It seems not only ‘small-small’ deh!” Davina was mocked, noticing that Nicholas had averted his eyes.
The man just laughed. Not saying, not avoiding.
Well, only the bourgeoisie can understand what the other bourgeoisie means. They laughed together for a while.
Davina felt that someone nearby was watching her. But he ignored it. Maybe it was just because of the loud sound of his laughter.
Yet…
When the man makes a sound…
He's aghast.
“Davina?” The soprano's voice had only stopped by his ear a few times, but he would not forget…
He looked at the origin of the voice.
I wish his ears had heard wrong…
Because if you don't…
“Eh, really! Ka's! There's Davina!” The woman pulled the man's arm in front of her. The most familiar figure in Davina's memory.
He wanted to hide right then and there.
However, late.
His girlfriend has looked at him.
It was as if the universe was preparing to shake their entire world.
Raka.
While Davina was sitting alone with a stranger.
***