We And The Unfinished Story
Not like Romeo and Juliette

Like a fire burning straw, the news of my closeness to Mr. Dimas quickly spread in the headquarters in the city of R. None of us intended to clarify,and I think Mr. Dimas was thinking the same.Because the fact is there is no special relationship between us.We are just friends.Yaa.work friends, eating friends, TV friends, confiding friends,yes the point is our relationship is only labeled with friendship.

But not as I imagined, it turns out the story becomes more complicated.Because Mr. Irsan today came from the headquarters just to make sure the gossip is circulating.

"Are you really not related?"Mr. Irsan began to interrogate me and Mr. Dimas.I began to feel the cold aura in the room of Mr. Dimas who is not so broad.

"Just a co-working relationship, outside of work hours we're just kok ko friends."Mr. Dimas who took the initiative replied.

There is as much disappointment in my heart when hearing the explanation from him.Either why I want a relationship that is more than just a friend.Sometimes women are more inclined to play with feelings than logic.But not love itself does not know logic.If indeed love has a logic how with the love story of Romeo and Juliette.Or even the tragedy of the romance Cleopatra and Mark Antony all ended so tragically.

"Actually it's your right if you want to have more relationships.Only I don't want this to interfere with your performance.Especially your position here is as a superior and subordinate."Mr. Irsan explained.

I just kept listening, not intending to answer or interrupt.

Like a defendant who should have me still more suitable to be a suspect.Sometimes the feeling must be this complicated.When I'd rather if Mr. Dimas admitted that he had more feelings for me.But is not it too impossible, because all this time he himself never intended to talk about his feelings never asked how I felt.

Or maybe he himself does like a floating relationship like this.Without any attachment or recognition, we can still pay attention to each other, love, or even make out in quotes no touch more.

If Romeo and Juliette's love story ends tragically, what if I was desperate to be in love with Mr. Dimas would end up as tragic as they were.I shook my head many times trying to get rid of the absurd thoughts in my head.

Let it be like this, admiring and loving someone in silence is sometimes more interesting.Rather than having to express it if I myself am sure will be disappointed.

Mr. Dimas' attitude did not change at all.When entering the lunch hour he will invite me to eat together.More day when office hours are finished we will drive around in this small town with office inventory motor.Our night is running out not infrequently we fight just because scrambling TV channels.

I really enjoy our togetherness.And I think so also with Mr. Dimas.She is not as I used to be, he now laughs more often.Although still efficient talk, even though he still talk,but he's been joking around.Even he's been outside his room more often.Sometimes he sits on Merryana's desk, sometimes he comes my shirt just looking around.

"What do you want to eat next night?"I read a message from Mr. Dimas.We do communicate more often through messages during working hours.

"Today I saw there was a new open seafood stall and grilled fish near the clinic Dr.Hendry.You want to try it?"It was even as if he always wanted to share with me every new thing he encountered.

He has also now changed my vocabulary to me.He has really changed, not like Dimas Sudjatmiko who I first knew.Should I be proud because I feel I have a hand in changing it?

Even one of the most frightening things for me is to change someone's personality.And I never intend to change the nature or habits of people close to me.

Finished office work, seven o'clock at night we decided to have dinner.Lately Mr. Dimas is indeed more often out to eat with me.Because Merryana again through the process of cravings in pregnancy who entered the age of 3 months.Usually at 8 pm he had a break and sleep.Most he will wake up to just urinate.

This grilled fish stall is not too big.His tall walls are only half of the adult body made of woven bamboo.There are some long tables and plastic chairs that do not have a backrest.Truly a place to eat that simple yet comfortable.

Once inside I immediately took a seat at the far corner.Ethat's why I always like this position, every meal in the common dining hall like this.More comfortable in my opinion.

Mr. Dimas didn't sit down right away,I saw him choose the fish he wanted to order.I heard he also spoke Hokkien with a brother who was grilling fish.If viewed from the forum face and eye shape like his they came from the same race.Only just the color of the brother's skin is not as white as Mr. Dimas.

Suddenly I just realized this food stall is halal or not yes.Because the waiter did not use hijab.When I myself as a Muslim also do not use hijab anyway.

When Mr. Dimas was sitting in front of me I immediately leaned in with questions.

"Sir Dim, what people are selling this?"I asked a little whisper.

"Why?scared of?calm down koko it was Muallaf kok.lagian it is not possible I take you to eat in a non-halal place.I am also not that crazy."Mr. Dimas answered while taking some tissue and wiping the table in front of him.Yes he is indeed a clean person, but he is also not an anti-food person in the roadside stall.

Not how long our order came, Ikan mujair bakar, shred kale, kale,and sweet sour squid.All this menu Mr. Dimas who chose it.And as usual for drinks Mr. Dimas always order hot bitter tea.If I really prefer sweet iced tea.Yesterday he ever reminded me not to too much sugar.She said sugar is evil.I replied, "Where is more evil with men who like to give false hope?after all sir, life is already bitter so we do not need to add bitter again by consuming bitter-bitter.Quite bitter medicine sir."

And can be guessed dong reaction he just shake his head, without wanting to continue the debate.Maybe he knows it would be futile to talk to this stubborn me..