If you have not felt new

in #writing7 years ago

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I do not know how long I've been sitting on this chair. no matter how good my attitude and whatever circumstances surrounding me, anyway tetep aja there is half my heart that cry. losing echi is really a stroke that I can not elakkan. too sick to reassure her that this would pass like a second just passed. and too deep a feeling that has grown in the heart to take it for granted.

"I already ikhlasin him really," I said to respond to the sensory statement that I want to immediately mengikhlaskan echi.

"ya udah kalo emang sincere, not too brought sadly continue .." said the senses. "kasian echi there."

the senses of white smoke rising from his mouth and soaring high then vanished into the cold night. two more puffs and the cigarette in his hand was nearing the end.

"Anyway I think you've got a change of echi," the senses glanced at the door of the meva room.

"ah, too cepet for me nyari substitute him, hard dul nyari change girl who already I really love .."

"mending so than not get anything at all, yeah khan?"
I just grinned a little.

"meva saucy kok kok me," the senses comment. she threw away her cigarette butts.

"yes I know I'm still normal times."
"wedeew ..... I think you've lost your taste on girls, sometimes I like to fear you know, someday lo shoot me?"
and we both laughed wide.

"damn you loe, let me homo also I'm picky times .. hahaha ..."
"wah means I'm so bad dong guy aja averse at me."
"that's what you are ... haha ​​.."

"ah," the senses looked at her watch. "I want eight o'clock, I'm going to go."
the senses go into his room and come out in full uniform.

"Under the ti tie there is instant noodles, lo cook aja kalo laper," he said.
I nodded.
"Eh yes, I abis buy a new tuh tuh watch gieh semaleman until satisfied." she chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm leaving."
"Okay okay, I think I'm so happy I went?"

I threw slippers but missed.
"I've left there, late got angry with your boss."
"yes yes I pull the dolo." and less than a minute later I found myself alone on the veranda

yes, I am more often alone here. if the senses shif malem, I just have a few hours for chatting after gawe, until he went gawe. while meva, as always, I have not seen him for a few days. it seems he started again with his habit of "disappearing". after a few days of routine chatting on the porch wall that connects our room, I felt again quiet. and loneliness always makes me feel a kind of sentimental that takes me in grief.

I've been watching the door of meva room never open. that's what makes me sure he's "disappeared," as usual. since I know this 'strange girl' closely, meva always took time to chat with me after work. that's if he's here again, again go (I always forget to ask this to him) yes this is me. alone and quiet.

but I think I'll get used to this loneliness.

then what a surprise I was when suddenly his figure appeared at the top of the stairs, carrying some plastic bags that looked like groceries. I had time to sculpt in a chair staring at him.

"What are you doing?" asked meva kindly.
"Sit down," I replied. in my heart I'm grateful because tonight I'll have a friend chatting.
meva, typical of her black stockings, walked over to me, put all her pockets, then crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared at me.

"What are you?" I protested a bit with her eyes.
"Stand up," he answered shortly.
I snorted softly.
"Do not you feel like an answer like that?" meva sneered.

"Yes sorry," I said. "What are you doing?" I pointed to a bag on the floor.

"was abis shopping in minimarket, oh yes, you already eat belom? I bought chicken noodles tuh make lo."

"Well ... just just eat it abis isya."
"waduh, so how ya chicken noodles? I deliberately buy for you."

"yes you've eaten aja."
"I also just ate, still full ah."

"anyway you're a bumper to buy me noodles."
"Yes, you can get a reward."

"emang from where lo malem-malem gini new back? already yesterday go do not say anymore."

"hadeuh..not new at eight o'clock, ri." meva pointed at her watch. "ehem..lo miss me the same?"

I frowned.
"yes miss kangen nimpuk lo pake sandals," I pout.

"ciie ... ciiee ....." he teased as he rolled his eyes at me. and he laughed. "eh yes, I ask for help dong .."

"please what?"
"I've moved things from a boarding house to this kamer, help me with my camera kamer ya?"

"ooh .. when?"
"now atuh," he withdrew my hand.

arriving in his room, it turns out right, there are some extra furniture that I have never seen before. and after arguing between 'tomorrow' and 'now' finally tonight I finished with the cameras sorted out and ended up eating noodles together meva ....