I took a deep breath and looked at the big window behind this desk. "You said you want to have a date with me?" I turned my back. Kirana standing on the doorsill. She is wearing a soft pink mini dress with white sneakers. Her brown dark curls hair and lipstick are on her lips.
She's so perfect. Sadly, my cousin was sick. "Let's go." We walked to the front gate. I decide to lend Mrs. Jenkins a motorcycle. Mr. Rakesh waited for us with a key in his hand.
I want to build a house here. This view it's beautiful. She hopping on my back as I started the engine.
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I put a can of Sprite on the table and sitting in front of her. "Do you want it?" I slurping the broth. Ahh… this is delicious. I looked at Kirana's hand.
I'm handing her my cup. "I have a question for you," she's glancing at me as she adds more mushroom into my noodle. "What will you do if you are in my position?" Kirana slurps her noddle, then wiped her mouth with a napkin.
"I know it's hard to ask her, but it's worth to try." She said. "What's going on inside your head, anyway?" She put her fork on the side of the table. I leaned my back and exhale. Tonight it's an eclipse. Probably tomorrow the dark moon will cover the sky.
The breeze gently blows my hairs and face. "Um…" I keep staring at the sky. "It's just happened."
"Are you sure it's just happened?" I'm straightening my body.
I rub my head with my hands and keep try to remember what I did before I'm deciding to move here. "I'm reading a chat from my friend. She showed me a TMZ article. Besides, we haven't seen each other for a while."
Kirana slaps my head. Ouch… that hurts. "Just it!?" Kirana clenching her fist, then punched it into my hand. "Why would you do that!? It's just a…"
"A rumor? Yes! I'm not surprised that you and other people keep saying that way!" None of us speaking right now. I shouldn't yell at her. I took a deep breath and try to stop my heart race. "Listen…" I should make this thing right before she misunderstand about this.
"Sometimes, I just want to claim her as mine, but she refused. I… want walked to the street holding her hands. Not seeing each other in secret. I'm… tired, Kirana. I want the world knows that she was mine."
Kirana looked at me in the eyes. People said, eyes never tell a lie. "I get what is your point there." Kirana took a deep breath and exhale it. "Sometimes we need to patience. Irene doing that because there's a reason, right? Please tell me what I didn't know again."
Kirana grabs my hand, then blows it. "You forgot to wear you glove again." I remained silent and looked at her, put my left hand on the glove. "When she was drunk. She mumbling your name and keeps telling him why she's doing this, why she's doing that…."
I keep nursing my cup with my right hand and listening to Kirana told everything when she was drunk. Background music plays my favorite song and her. I keep remember our memories and moment when we were still together. My tears fall without I'm notice.
I reflect standing up, then walked to where I parked my motorcycle. "You alright?" I unzipped my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt, then take a breath. Kirana keep rub my shoulder and hugged me. "Everything will be alright. It's your choice."
Kirana was right, I should choose. We standing on the edge then look at in front of me. "Let's we go home." My knees are weak, and I sit on the ground. Kirana followed me, put her head on my shoulder.
"It's okay not to be okay." I wipe my tears. It's that true? It's okay not to be okay? I have that feeling when someone can take advantage of you whenever they showed your flaws, and I won't let it happened.
I never opened to anyone else before. Kirana is the first person I can open up to. I took a deep breath and exhale through my mouth. Emptying negativity inside my mind. Maybe we… have a clash at the beginning. I thought she will dragged me home.
Everything she said right now. I can count on her. "Can I trust you?" Kirana looks at me.
"You can count on me, Julia." She grabs my hand. "We are on the same page." Her words make me realized how stupid I Am.
I standing up and cleaning my jeans. I wiped my tears and took a deep breath. Maybe it's time to come back and fix everything I need to be fixed. "I was thinking… to go home." I said.
Kirana petting my hair as she looked at where I look. "When? I will follow you whenever you go." She said. I shook my head and took a deep breath.
"After I finished my book for Mr. Harold. He wants his story written." Kirana nodding her head and she took a deep breath. Maybe it's not a terrible decision at all. Go home, and fixed my dad's mess.
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I sitting in front of the piano and played a song. "I'm pass…" a door opened.
I furrowed my brow and rashly walked downstairs. "Oh, Jesus!" I pleased the landlady to take a seat. "I thought you already sleep."
"I… just played the piano upstairs." Mrs. Jenkins nodding her head. She was heading to the side of my desk and pours some whiskey.
"My husband and I loved to stay here. We bought this property on the 1994 and build the orphanage on the 2007." She sits in front of me.
I don't know how to respond or react. "I…"
"You type a person who doesn't want to spending lifetime in this mansion. Am I right?" Well, she's got me. "It's fine, Ms. Harianto. I've met with people who are worse than you." Excuse me?
I took a deep breath. Keep thinking positive, Julia. "I don't like… to stay at the mansion because it's too big and hard to maintenance."
Mrs. Jenkins smirks, and she left me alone inside this room. I lay my body on the couch as I stared at the ceiling. Sometimes, I was thinking about myself. What should I do next in my life? I turned my body to the left, then to the right.
I get up, then walked to the big window behind my desk. I'm looking at the backyard and there's a woman sitting on the bench near the tree. She's reading a book? I can't see clearly her face, but her hair was brown. "Julia? Are you inside?"
I looked at behind me, then looks at Kirana. She is already wearing her pajamas and sits on the couch. "I… can't sleep, so I decide to writing, and reading some books." Kirana nodding her head, then looked at the empty glass.
"I guess…"
"No, you don't. Please, just… s-stay there because I'm… bit drunk." Kirana sits on the couch saying nothing. I sit on the chair.
"I'm sleepy. Can I sleep here?" She lays her body on the couch. I think it's time to… go back to work. It's difficult for me to write about someone else. I'm getting used to writing a fiction story rather than someone's life and… Huh? Irene sent me an email? I open that email later.
For now, it's my time and my work.