An Hasty Decision

Semoga dia tidak benar-benar mengganti nomornya. Kutekan tombol cepat yang memang sengaja kuatur di ponselku. Tutt…tutt….ah, masih aktif!
Tapi aku merutuk, kenapa tidak kemarin-kemarin. Hhhhh…!!
And the conversation went as usual. The longing of her in my mind, I expressed. What her did to her account, that I want an explanation. “I deactivated it,” she reply briefly. Speechless for 2-3 seconds, what is goin’ here, I asked myself.
Don’t she know I always miss her?
What we’ve been talked a night long was she got neckache. Dammit! I wished I were there. A suggestion to call my eldest sister, completely refused. And as usual, intimately voices she has, begged that I should accompany….by phone (again?!!). No objection. But I hung my phone after make sure she have already slept. :-)
Dan situasi itu terjadi lagi. Situasi dimana aku benar-benar “membutuhkannya” (aku switch subyek obyeknya,…hehehehe). Kuhabiskan sisa malam untuk ngobrol dengan teman lama, karena aku tidak mungkin bisa tidur dengan “gangguan” yang ada. Hanya setelah Subuh, aku “bisa” terlelap di kursi. Keterbangunanku lebih pada dering ponsel di dini hari.
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Kurasa aku mulai lebih memahaminya.
That’s why I force her NOT TO ESCAPE, when I’ll be there!
“Bali saiki, dab,” cetusku.
“Ngko isih bali ndene?” si gondrong balik bertanya.
“Incoming week,…semoga,” aku mringis.
“Kemrungsung tenan ki?” tanyanya.
“Jelas. Sa’orane ora kebengen,” sambil menghela napas panjang, aku kemasi segera tasku.

Do not escape…do not escape…definitely….do not escape!
Dan aku hanya terdiam saat pukul 17 ternyata bus masih “nyangkut” di Madiun. Malam Minggu, di Brakan sudah pasti overloaded.
So was it, all are ruined by an hasty decision. T_T
What we’ve talked in early morning, every rivalries she put on me, there’s one thing. I want to be her comfort.