the song "Aishiteru from zivilia", floated in the room three times 5 meters. the sound of birds singing this morning swaying on the branches near the window of the room, Wulandari sat on the edge of the window, staring at the rising dusk. Leaving Aishiteru's beautiful song to accompany his loneliness, his view on the outside of the window, as if only dusk could bring his smile again.
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The lover has left, Ricko has gone to Kalimantan with the excuse of working while in college, the song "Stinky - is it possible". accompanying the departure of Ricko, and Wulan's tears that somehow will stop choking.
"Are you sure you will leave me and love this? I'm afraid Ricko !. no one will bother me again. When I got used to you, I knew it was the best time of my life. please think for the last time. For me Ricko ...? "
Wulan had been hugging Ricko's body tightly as if he didn't want to be let go anymore. while behind him, Ricko's best friend is just waiting for the end of this atmosphere.
"I only went away for a while, if you miss me ... just call ...! I will definitely give you time ...? " Ricko held Wulan's hands which let go of his arms and bowed.
Rain fell upon the earth, lightning and lightning struck, two accompaniment of legs walked in the middle as if depressed will disappear when the rain stopped.
Bambang and Wulan's footsteps tread a path that is partially flooded.
"Wulan you must be strong, every meeting there is farewell, and this is not over, I know it will not be easy and really hard, I believe Riko will go home ..." Bambang walked beside Wulan while disturbing Wulan who was silent not talking, since Ricko's flailing disappeared in the night swallow. "but for how long…! College and work. maybe we will not meet again Ricko ...! I'm afraid ... maybe there he is fine, with whom? I'm afraid Bambang ...! In my entire life I never thought I'd be like this thinking even I don't want to ...! "
Wulan continued to walk, letting the Rain wet her body, her hair wet from the rain seemed to be no problem, letting the rain fall on her face as if glowing in the light.
it's been a week since Ricko's departure.
now only dark and empty shadows.
Ayu the mother does not know how she advised her daughter. because Wulan didn't talk much now, just sat in the window, waiting and waiting, waiting for Ricko to arrive, who obviously wasn't coming for now.
music that always accompanies loneliness. and silence, emptiness, sadness are now Wulan friends now.
Two months passed, only news and sms from Ricko accompanied the silence of Hati Wulan, now Wulan's love began to fade with time, especially her mother's advice for her to stand up.
"Wulan my child ..! Until when are you like this, you see Mrs. Nak ...? Dad is far away now and you have to work for both of us, but you can't work if your daughter is now like a sick and sad person, how long will it be? see out there are so many men and again I believe Ricko can't possibly leave you ...? " Ayu, who had been standing next to Wulan near the window, tried to calm her son's mind.
Bambang had been sitting in KFC near the glass window, Veronika was his lover. Can feel the inner war in the heart of the mine, not many words they talk about, 30 minutes have passed and they are just silent, waiting for something uncertain.
"Honey, why do you ...? It hurts! "Veronika looked at Bambang's eyes and tried to hold his forehead. "I'm fine just a little tired maybe ...?" Bambang replied while drinking another drink.
Veronika felt something strange about Bambang, a little curiosity that bothered his life. Bambang the lover looks like someone else to him, it is because of his character lately not picking up. His phone and text were too short as indifferent, but because of his love for Bambang, Veronika only prayed, God must guard, protect every activity of Bambang.
Bambang pensive on the second floor while occasionally seeing people passing by on the highway. His mind was blank, there was another glimmer of light in his mind now. Wulan is his best friend, Ricko, he smiles and tries to ward off Wulan's shadow, when a shadow hugs him from behind. Veronika the lover. "Honey, what are you watching?" he said while kissing Bambang's cheek, Vina the mother just chuckled at their happiness. "Aaaah ... eeeemh ... when are you guys getting married ...?" Vina's mother smiled again.
"Haah ... Mother ... Bring shame ...! as soon as possible Mama, so you quickly have a baby ...? " Bambang chuckled to see his mother.
Indeed, from the past Vina always waited for Momongan from her son Bambang, Veronika only smiled wryly while kissing Bambang's cheek affectionately. "Come on ...! it's already evening, let's eat ...? " said Bambang invited Veronika to enjoy the food available at the table.
This togetherness made Veronika feel very comfortable, her relationship with the Bambang family now began very tight.
While with Bambang his mind began a war between Veronika the lover or ...?
"Hello, Bambang ... can you or no? Accompany me shopping ...! " Call from Wulan.
"Haah ... wulan ...!" Bambang did not believe and was silent for a moment, did not immediately answer yes or no ...?
After thinking for a while Bambang said yes? Smiling broadly very wide !.
Bambang got up and jumped up and down in his seat, making Vina, who was peering from the mirror, smile.
"Maybe Veronika and Bambang will get married as soon as possible?" he thought didn't know the truth.
On a beautiful night, the sky still holds its star, in a boat with small candles in glass cups. behind him the old man in a tattered small boat paddles around the lake, where the fireflies go back and forth looking. "You know here are memories of me and Ricko, I'm confused .. my direction is gone, like the waves that make me bobbing in the ocean, I'm bored Bambang ... I have no friends but you .." Wulan said while glancing at Bambang, "haah. . Friend…!! he ... he .. friend ..! " Bambang repeated his best friend's words, his cheerfulness disappeared instantly when Wulan said the word "best friend"
Bambang's words that stammered as if hoping more made Wulan look at him sharply.
They looked at each other in the beautiful light of the small candles that began to die one by one by the blowing of the wind?
A sense of affection slowly descends upon Bambang's instincts, but his heart cannot turn away from Veronika the lover who is now accompanying her beautiful days.
amid his longing awaiting Wulan's love, the woman he indirectly admires slowly. until two months passed the warmth between Veronika and Bambang began to fade as Bambang's behavior was not like before
Veronika was silent in front of the dressing table, while rubbing her eyes once in a while, watching her beautiful face. "What is my lack ... I think Bambang is bored ... Aah, never mind, I hope this will end ... my god please ... keep his love for me ..." Veronika said while pouting her lips as sweetly as possible in front of the glass while touching her shadow which she felt began to drip pain.
in a swimming pool, the water flowing like a mountain, Wulan let the artificial water fall on her body. very cold.
his feelings were frantically awaiting in waiting especially the news from Ricko began to disappear like the wind coming and going, there was no warmth like the beginning. Wulan was restless for some time tormented in the longing that came to kill when lonely struck her loneliness.
at this time his feeling of thinking of someone who was present and comforted him when the lonely was untreated the most difficult moments in his life since Ricko's departure. His smile expanded and swam back to the shore. Let the spirit of Bambang enter his mind for a moment.
The night is getting late Bambang Stare at a wall clock. 8:12 p.m.
rain fell to earth followed by lightning that struck, Bambang thoughtfully quiet. From earlier, since an hour ago Veronika could not be contacted, the cellphone rang but the name listed there, the Wulan name.
Bambang's smile widened, grabbed his raincoat and came out on his Satrias.
"Toook ... tok ... tookkk" The sound of the door was knocked shortly after Bambang's departure, Mrs. Vina who was almost asleep in front of the TV got up, wiped off her mounting iler and stepped open the door. "What is wrong..?" he said to the clown in front of him with a cake and some of his friends behind with fireworks on. "Happy Universary, dear ..." said the clown, throwing a cake in his hand, right in the face of Mrs. Vina, making him speechless because of sleepiness,
The clown was silent, aware of his mistake.
Veronika opened her mask. staring at Mrs. Vina who smeared the cake, "I'm sorry ma'am ... I guess Bambang ..." Veronika was very embarrassed, Mrs. Vina smiled and understood Veronika's reasons.
"Ouch ... very considerate ... try Bambang's father's romantic like this ...?" said Mrs. Vina, staring at Veronika who kept her head down in shame, followed by the applause of her weakened friends
Bambang smiled happily, flowers like the one above, and he enjoyed the beauty of tonight.
a few moments ago, where his warm togetherness with Wulan, let the rain fall on them.
in the gas the motorbike leaves the streets which still leave the moans to rain tonight.
"Last night was our second Universary but you don't even remember it." Veronika looked angry at Bambang, in front of her
Bambang was silent, sucking his skirt deeply and exhaled into the air. "Hey, since when were we Universary, when were we married ... don't be tacky ...! Bambang turns off his skirts and complains. "
"What's wrong ...? why did you change ... what is my lack in your eyes ... I am your lover not your enemy ... can you lower your voice a little ... "Veronika did not want to lose, even though from the corner of her eyes tears would fall. Bambang paused to realize that his words were slightly raised, they were silent, a thousand words that churned in their hearts, were held back by love.
Veronika did not want the fight to continue and finally present the wrong decision. The tears spilled out unbearably.
Bambang tried to embrace it tightly. As much as possible let this warmth not go away at this time.
Today Wulan is very sad, Bambang who is usually attentive and willing to rain in the rain, now doesn't care anymore. he realized that Bambang was nobody in his eyes, but his changes now made him miss the figure with whom he had forgotten his fatigue, his problems which he felt were so heavy. Only Bambang can cheer him up. He grabbed his jacket and left off at Bambang's house. His smile widened, he was sure that Bambang would be pleased with his arrival.
But the joy disappears instantly, like the wind of heaven which must now pass. On the porch. Bambang, Veronika and Vina and Alfred were joking, Wulan who wore a helmet left, he knew the reason now why Bambang secretly away from him. Wulan was injured, imprisoned by her broken heart, the same feeling when Ricko went away. Slowly but surely In his heart, it always implied that the name Bambang was not Ricko anymore. Wulan cried in the silence of the corner of her heart, Ayu the mother just eavesdropped did not understand.
Today after almost a year has passed.
Ricko has returned. At Soekarno Hata Airport, he was waiting for the presence of someone who was in his heart. Wulan. Long wait almost two hours. a face familiar to Ricko. Wulan stood in front of her in a red dress like a cassowary, Wulan immediately hugged Ricko's body tightly.
Song of Dewa 19 - miss. accompanying warm sadness that cannot be bought,
But the warm beauty began to disappear. Wulan no longer felt the vibrations of love in her heart for Ricko. And on the other hand Rickopun felt the same way.
where his feelings are like being blinded by Lies, I think he would prefer never to return to Jakarta if here there is no welcome from his girlfriend Wulan. but he harbored meetings of his suspicion out of pity for Wulan. the love they used together was now like a mere game, where Wulan no longer loved Ricko, because in his heart he had been stolen by Bambang, on the other hand Bambang gave up in pursuit of Wulan's love, where he tried to let Veronika control his heart.
Ricko was silent while staring at dusk which began to dazzle his eyes from the reflection of the glass, a sense of disappointment and hatred towards Wulan, because it turned out that Wulan had changed completely, they were now like Tom And Jerry who tried to be friends, but could no longer. Ricko could not lie to his heart about Wulan's change, but it was difficult for him to go to just breathe new life.
And finally Ricko was forced to sever Wulan. their love foundered in tears.
Wulan was very sad even though it was not the same as Awal, I don't know ... she could not describe thousands of questions.
Bambang and Veronika will be married in the next few months. Wulan, who received the news, just fell silent. feel a deep loss. the feeling of his love being buried all this time will vanish. on the other hand his feelings were mixed by Ricko's departure with another woman,
Cold Wulan night singing.
playing his old guitar in sadness, brooding in sadness, letting the night animal accompany him to sing?
The feeling of love that slowly makes him lulled romance. Ricko pensive at the window of the room while sucking on his strong skirt. He saw a dull black photo album with pictures of himself and Wulan, he had not opened it for a long time since his departure overseas.
Sheet by sheet in the open, his love little by little began to find a bright spot, the sweet and Ayu's face was Wulan, the woman whom he had forgotten for a moment because of the rush on the road.
Ricko opened Wulan's bag first, where, a photo, a necklace and a watch given by Rain, were the only memories that Wulan gave to him but the meaning was really deep. Ricko could no longer hold back his tears. he was aware of his departure and avoiding Wulan was the stupidest way he was doing now, he neatly wrapped all the memories in a bag and wrapped it in Cardboard.
hoping that Wulan will open up and the items will bring back that beautiful time, msa where only Wulan and Ricko. no one or both parties.
The sun began to sink, a young man knocked on the door and handed him a present. "From Ricko," he said as he left, Ayu who stood up, took the prize and handed it over to Wulan.
In Wulan's room, opened the package. And a paper fell from it. Wulan reached out and read it with tears in her eyes.
Wulan, my lover
How are you, dear, tonight in Jakarta? Really very quiet filled here.
I deliberately keep a necklace, bag and a watch from you in a glass cabinet. I don't want anything to dirty it, because I believe this is the only thing left to accompany me on this cold night.
There is no news from you that I am truly tormented, against the thousands of depressed who have come to kill me, will we meet again, with the same taste?
Wulan, Let me love you one more time, with all my shortcomings, I will try to arrange them in the remaining fragments now.
I really love you Wulan.
let me tell the story again like when your heart is upset, and let your restless sleep in my arms, really I miss the time when I did not want to go with a dark shadow. I love you Wulan, only the change from you when I returned made me feel another feeling, where I chose to be silent in prayer in my loneliness, far from you. but now, the more I get away, the more I miss ..? "
Wulan? Allow me to love you once more?
Wulan could no longer withstand the pain that cut her veins, like the light that brought love, she grabbed a jacket and passed by the motorbike at full speed.
Rain began to fall, and Lightning flashed, Wulan was so happy, her speed accelerated, along with her heart, along with her longing that was so devastating to Ricko. unconsciously, a motorcycle from the front hit his body,
he fell as the light began to dim in his eyes.
He woke up with his feet in a bandage, he suffered minor injuries, but his eyes are now gone, the accident, has scowled a light from his life. only dark in his life now
Bambang, Veronika, Vina was chatting in a corner of the room in a chair, while Ayu the mother was crying to encourage her daughter to remain strong.
"Where is Ricko ...?" Wulan said holding back the pain that began to cut his eyes.
the door opened, a man with a black suit and rose in hand, entered the room very slowly, silence occurred, all eyes looking at him.
"Wulan Allow me to love you. One more time ... "He said while kneeling with a rose. "But ... ta, but ... Ricko, I can't see you anymore. Come closer, and say it loudly on my ear, I want to hug you "Wulan seemed resigned, hoping that Ricko's hug could still be felt before.
Ricko paused, waiting ... Bambang touched his shoulder and woke him up. While bringing together the fingers of Ricko and Wulan, Ayu the mother could not help but cry.
Wulan hugs The body in front of her is full of warmth, no matter the current condition of Wulan.
"Ricko ... let me walk behind you, be my eyes .. really heavy, don't make me sink with my sadness ... da ...?"
Before Wulan continued her words. Ricko has landed a kiss on his lips.
makes him speechless, trying to enjoy the same taste he used to feel ..
"I will love you, ever and ever ... I promise." Said Ricko Crying. release his longing. "But don't go again, Ricko. I'm so scared ... so scared ..." Wulan cried in his arms,
Finally Ricko and Wulan were reunited by love, Wulan was finally able to see through donors from Generous.
but it was Ricko's love that made Wulan go strong through life, a new story with Ricko.
Bambang and Veronika are now married.
they are gifted by cute baby girls. While Wulan and Ricko are now like a pair of pigeons, where Wulan without Ricko tastes like salt without vegetables. Uppss but still complementary.
The end
