DIORAMAS
3. That feeling...
That feeling…
“I got an interview invitation at Gameloft darling.”
Segara I got up from the bed and walked towards my study chair while moving the phone from my left ear to my right ear. Can't help but smile at the news from Jendra who said that he got a job interview call at Gameloft, one of the biggest game developers in Indonesia.
“Wow, congratulations mas. When's interview?” it was only a month after graduation and Rajendra got a job interview call in such a prestigious place.
Don't think I don't envy Jendra's accomplishments that I think are so admirable. While I was still traveling around town offering my alias to companies that needed employees, Jendra only had to apply for one job application and immediately got an interview call. How do I know that? Of course because every day we communicate and often we talk about the job we are applying for.
Well, in fact, we rarely talk about the romance of a relationship and talk more often about work and sometimes political issues. It really is a topic that really does not need to be discussed by two people who claim to be dating.
“Tomorrow friday, want to come?”
“Includes?”
“Mas will be happy if you want to come. Later you can walk in his office if the mas called an interview. How?”
“All your Saturday night dates yes, mas.”
“As you wish, my girl.”
And I could never for too long keep a sense of disappointment in Jendra even though many times the man irritated me half to death. After the incident Jendra forgot his promise to me on our graduation day, I don't know how many times the man repeated his mistake. Either forget the appointment to accompany me to a job interview, or simply forget to meet me at the bookstore and already go with his friends.
It was simple as it was his mistake, but still such simple mistakes could make me silence him for a full day. And again, either Jendra is so good at taking my heart or I am too afraid to lose it, but my anger can be lost by the persuasion or treatment that Jendra gives me. Like now.
“Jendra looks like a reliable husband, Al.” was Kamila's god at the time. When the four of us, Jendra, Kamila, and Dodi decided to do something shameful called double date. A proposal from Kamila that was easily agreed by Jendra and laughed out by Dodi, Kamila's girlfriend. But even though Dodi ridiculed Kamila's proposal all-out but still the man agreed to a ridiculous invitation from Kamila.
“Does he look that good?” I was flat while putting a spoonful of vanilla ice cream in my mouth. Inwardly thinking about Jendra's attitude towards me that was not unmindful made Kamila speculate like that. Does Rajendra Yudhistira look that good in the eyes of others?
“Well, most likely no evil man will treat his lover as well as Jendra treats Alia.” And Kamila's reply made me raise my eyebrows and put down my ice cream spoon. “I thought the scene of a man pairing a seat belt for his girl was only in a Korean drama, but it just happened in front of me.” Kamila continued, which made me choke on the rest of the ice cream in my mouth.
“It wasn't the first time, La. You overdo it.”
“And that's why I call Jendra a reliable husband. See how the man is trying to keep his girl from danger.”
I don't know, I never paid attention to Jendra's attitude to me because from the beginning we only treated each other as friends. The status of our relationship which was originally just a friend, then became friends, and in the end became lovers made me not really care about the changes that happened to both of us. Is the change really that obvious or indeed from the beginning Jendra has treated me so well that I did not realize it?
“Entaihah, I didn't pay much attention to it, La.”
“Stop looking for the figure of Revelation in Jendra, Al.”
“Kamila,” I almost shouted as Kamila casually mentioned the name before me. If only Jendra and Dodi were with us at this moment, I would definitely be at a loss for words and maybe I would splash some mineral water on Kamila's face.
“Nearly half a year you are dating, and I still see that you are still busy looking for the figure of Revelation in Jendra. I'm not going to cover it up Al because I think you need to realize that it's time you forgot your first love figure.”
“Stop talking about Revelation, La. And just so you know, I never looked for anyone inside Jendra. I accept it as Rajendra, not as Revelation or whoever you mean it.”
Revelation Nugroho. It is not without reason that I am bothered once every time I hear someone say that name in front of me or at least heard by my ears. The reason is only one, because Revelation is someone who once occupied a special corner of my heart.
It's just that I'm not going to talk about it because things change, so do I and my feelings. It is true that a wound that hits the heart will not heal easily even though I am sure that it will dry up over time. And that theory applies to anyone, no exception to me. I didn't let the wound bleed and chose to heal it, and I think Jendra was one of the people who played such a big part in healing my wounds.
“Alia,”
“And all you need to do is stop reminding me about him.”
“I'm sorry,”
I once read a quote that if someone you love is standing in front of you, then you no longer care about the other person standing behind you. Perhaps it is true, at least that is how I feel now, when Rajendra Yudhistira has stood before me then a Wahyu Nugroho who stands behind me is no longer reachable by my view.
And I think a taste is that simple.
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At 17:21 for the umpteenth time I glanced at the circular watch on my left wrist before dropping my head on the table in front of me. I don't know if a job interview could take more than four hours and make me die of lice like this. I thought going around the office and looking around some parts of the office would kill my time waiting for Jendra. But in fact I was wrong because I had been around twice and I still had to wait for him for almost three hours.
“Maybe the higher the standard of his company, the interview process is also getting longer.” My hiss was half irritated while watching the vehicles coming in and out of this office parking area.
“There may be 1001 questions that you have to answer and each question has a hundred points answer. Well, you just have to wait for him Al. Till when? Until she comes out and takes you away from this place.” muttered to myself like a stupid girl.
Still watching the passing vehicle in the parking area before frowning as my eyes met the eye of a man who had just exited his car. I don't know who that guy is because this is the first time I've seen him. It's just that, for reasons I really don't know my heart beats faster as our eyes scatter for a few seconds. Just a few seconds, but a few seconds is enough to make me stray my own feelings. A flap-haired young man, wearing a light brown short-sleeved shirt, and a backpack on his left shoulder, also had glasses that framed his face perfectly. Gosh, I even memorized the attributes attached to that young man.
“What do you expect, Al? Of course he just feels weird seeing a girl sitting down and mumbling indistinctly like a crazy girl like you do this.”
“Who is crazy?” and I just dropped my head back on the table and took a deep breath as someone sat next to me and kissed my temple softly.
“People who are not sane.” I answered when I realized who was sitting next to me. Makes her laugh out loud while wiping the top of my head. “What the hell did they ask until it took 4 hours more?”
“Sorry, dear. I didn't know the interview was going to be this long. It turned out that all of you had a test, so long.”
“This what?” I asked while opening a snack box that Jendra brought and ignoring the man's sentence. “Combat yes, mas. Hungry.” And sometimes my pride is just a box of snacks containing two packs of bread and an omelet roll of banana chocolate flavor.
“Jeez, sorry for ya. You're starving so. We'll stop by for a meal. What do you want to eat?”
“Fried meatballs. Bonus two servings of vanilla ice cream because mas makes me wait for more than 4 hours.” I didn't know what was funny until Jendra had to laugh so hard and make people look at us.
“Three servings can also be kok,”
Again I neglected to notice about the fact that sometimes some feelings can change so quickly. Like my heart beating fast when I saw the young man wearing a brown shirt back to normal by itself without me knowing once Jendra was standing next to me. I also don't know whether Jendra can so easily control my feelings or my feelings that are already attached to this man.
“How was the interview?”
“Perhaps two weeks later it was just announced who entered the next stage.”
Sometimes I also think about the possibility that I made Rajendra an escape from the pain I received from Revelation. Not infrequently also I feel guilty to Jendra every time suddenly the shadow of the figure of Revelation Nugroho again appeared in my head without I can refuse. But, didn't I say that I accepted this man as Rajendra Yudhistira and not the others?
Just as I received with grace the pain that Revelation gave me a few years ago. Isn't everything better if it's allowed to run on its own?
Just like how I feel, so does Jendra.
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