#writtenaugustday10

Jarak itu bukan tercipta, tapi dicipta. Berapa banyak orang yang berjauhan tapi terasa selalu dekat, dan berapa banyak pula yang ada dalam jangkauan tapi rasanya ada samudra yang membentang untuk sekadar menyapa.

Jarak itu bukan tentang kilometer, mil, atau feet. Kamu tahu jarak dari tanah sampai menembus langit berlapis-lapis? Ah pasti jauh sekali dilewati jutaan tahun cahaya pun tidak mungkin. Tapi, bahkan jalan terdekat untuk mendekati Sang Pemiliknya adalah dengan bersujud, rendah menyentuh tanah.

‘I am so sorry. I have bad feeling about my grandma so I think I will not go to the same college as yours.’

‘So, where will you continue your study?’

‘I will go to the college near my grandma’s house so I can be with her. I am so sorry. You know how much I love her and I think I will not ever be ready if she leaves me.’

I smile. I understand yet it still hurts. ‘Then, is it gonna be ok with our relationship?’

No words come out from your mouth. You just keep staring at me until I cannot hold my tears.

‘I’m sorry. I know I should not be crying but it hurts me.’ I start crying more without knowing why. ‘I am happy I have boyfriend loving his family. But I’m afraid about our relationship.’ I still cry while looking down. I don’t have any courage to see your face.

You just keep silent until I feel tired of crying and then stop. Unexpectedly, you hug me. You stroke my hair softly. Without seeing your face, I can tell that you cry. I cannot stand to hug you too.

‘I’m sorry for crying too. But, it’s ok. Let’s cry together. Let’s laugh together. Let’s hug like this. Let’s argue like before. Because when we are apart, I cannot wipe your tears, I cannot see your laughter, I cannot hug you, I cannot be angry to you. So, let’s just do this now and whenever we meet. We will make good and bad memories to be kept when we are apart. Ok?’

I hug you tighter. ‘So nothing will be difference between us?’

‘Yes. We are still the same now or later, near or apart because you are my girl.’

I smile and cannot stand to pinch your stomach. ‘I don’t understand how can you say that sweet thing while crying.’

You take off the hug and stare at me. ‘Because I know that thing will make you smile.’ You make a naughty smile. ‘And I know one more thing that will make you happy.’

‘Oh ya? What is it?’