
Early years again...
that means, 2 times the night of the turn of the year I went through in this super busy industrial city..There is absolutely nothing special.no love.no warmth as before, only a moist heart, cold and almost frozen, trying to survive by strengthening the taste left behind.
Picking up pieces of heart that have been damaged by lies.
I opened my eyelids lazily, wanting to feel closed even longer, but the noise of the room made me want to not rise and sit staring at the room that was almost like a broken ship.
Last night, all the friends celebrated the turn of the year with their respective girlfriends.and it looks like they just got home and haven't had time to make each other's beds.
"Eh..Dina...has woken up...no noise??"
One of my roommates was beautiful, greeting as he passed through the hallway of the bed.
"Ehm.no Ndah, just ordinary,"
"Overnight, where was Din last year??, and his brother...??"
"Ah..Beautiful, can it be, Which one??"
"Wkwkwk,,yaaaa time aja.has moved on from the ITU..hehehehe"
"Hahaha,,"
I just responded with a laugh, as soon as I received a message from my phone.
Kuraih and I open.
"Good morning Deck.has you woken up??holiday huh??"
Dion sent me a sweet message, as usual, but this time it was different, he didn't say my name, but replaced it with a Dek call.
Something that confused me.
Immediately I type a reply.
"By the same, too,,
Deck???since when??"
A call in..
"Hello.."
"Yes,hello..sorry...sorry...sassy yes.kalo do not like to say yes.."
"Ehmm.gak papa sich, just weird.''
"Ehm.that's it..."
Quiet for a moment.
"Hello...Dion...kok diem??"
"Eh..yes.iya.sorry, I really want to say something,,"
"What??"
"Dec...I really, really like you!"
"Hahhhhh???, can I??, since when??"
"First we met at the club"
"Taste the hell..not that you were arrogant at that time huh..?"
"So, no, I'm really embarrassed, really embarrassed even to meet you"
"Then??"
"Yes, let alone someone saying you have a boyfriend.."
"Certainly??"
"But ever since you pinjem that jacket, I've kept your mind going, but every time you meet on the street, you're always being picked up by your boyfriend"
My mind brought me a moment of remembrance back in High School, where every day back and forth Ari was always on standby to be my guard.
"Ehm..keep...continue??"
My welcome wants to hear the continuation of Dion's story.
"Continue..continue..nabrak donk..hehehe"
Her ledek.
"I'm serious!"
"Waduhhh, the question is Non??, sorry...joke, please continue yes...
so, yes, I resigned even though in my heart I was jealous.hehehe"
"Beyond??hehe"
Honestly, in my heart really ge-er, I held back so that Dion wouldn't know.
Ask her.
"Ehm...iya inget, why??"
"Well, that...I'm happy not to play, pengen nyapa anyway but can't.continue when I go there again, you don't exist, I had time around loh,,nyariin you,, trus wonder about you, I know how to do it,but they said you resigned"
Again I was flabbergasted to hear his utterance, was it really what he was telling me??, or was he just making up freely to draw my sympathies, no matter what, but from his tone it seemed that Dion was not lying,,, no,,even he still remembers everything.
"Hello...Deck...coke diem?"
"Yes hello, I'm again horrifying you story, go on''
"I keep looking for info about you, but nil, you are swallowed by the earth!!
But now Fate has found us again in a way, a way we never thought possible, a beautiful scenario, and I'm grateful to be able to find you again even through sound"
I really didn't know what to say, Dion's words were as true as the answer to my hopes for the shooting star that day.
"Dion...."
"Yes.."
"You're not bragging, are you??"
"Daddy, what am I bragging for?, I'm telling you the truth...I fell in love, before and then..
you want to be my girl??"
I sighed, and closed my eyes for a few seconds,,
"Dion.we're far away.."
"Then...what is his distant relationship with loving?, I'm sure you're back.and I'll wait for that day."
"Dion, we're far away and I can't promise you that day, not even by the time I get back I never know when, a year, 2 years or more"
"Then??, what's the problem??"
"I'm not sure you can wait, even the ones that really intertwine are not strong and let go, especially those who just started trying"
"Maybe it's HIM, but it's not me.."
Glacier!!
I gulped at her words just now.
"Sir, why I'm sure we'll be reunited by fate, not just by voice but by eye and it'll be soon"
"As far as you are!"
"So..want??"
"Stop that..."
"Yes, no need to answer now, I understand your doubts"
"Okay, thanks for the understanding.., I want to take a shower first yes.later we connect again"
"OK.bye.."
My call is off,
I turned back on the bed.
This time my brain was really focused on word for word Dion said, when he called earlier.
"Is it true that Dion was so loving that he was willing to spend his time just waiting for me,??or maybe there she has a boyfriend, too,,
my mind kept asking.
I rubbed my face rough, shadow by shadow all the memories of Dion one by one back twisting in my head.
"Did I love her??Is it my destiny??"
I don't know, I kept saying in my heart.
I got up, rushed to take a shower.
Since that day, Dion has been calling me even like taking medicine, which is scheduled for the morning, the afternoon he always calls, sending me dozens of messages every day.
Asking my news, developing me a sleep alarm replacement, reminding me of everything, so that even the little things that I don't think are important Dion did.
Honestly, there is a sense of pleasure, pride and happiness for his attention, but sometimes when this self is tired, tired and needy alone, the call and message from Dion I consider as a bully.
However, Dion was still Dion, he was always patiently waiting for me, never tired of sending messages even though there was nothing I replied to,I stopped calling until I picked up the phone and asked him not to call me.
Dion was never angry, Dion was never discouraged when I did not care when I was tired, Dion always supported me, Dion was always there even though his body was not beside me.
It made me melt, and answered her request, though there was no conviction in my heart, whether I loved her.
Connect**