MAYANG PUJAKU
Danang
I don't know what's on Arjuna's mind right now, but why I feel humbled by his gaze.
‘I don't need to be pitied. Although pity comes from love, your eyes don't give me any love. There I even feel at low.’
****
I've reached my destination, the back door of the cube. I brought Arjuna here so he could escape through the back door, because as far as I know this is the safest way.
“You can go through there,” I said while pointing my index finger towards the door that was still closed.
“Ok, thank you for bringing me here Mayang.”
My eyes opened wide to hear Arjuna say my name. Maybe he heard Brother Tiar who was reprimanding me while saying my name. But it would be better if Arjuna did not know my name.
“Iya,” I replied in a low tone, and a lowered head.
I don't know why my heart has become more and more lazy to see Arjuna directing her smile at me. And I don't know why my hand suddenly grabbed the doorknob and immediately closed the door that had opened.
“Mayang.”
Still his voice called my name.
Not that I don't want to hear it anymore.
I'm not staying away from you for the better, but this is what's best for you.
It would be inappropriate for a good man like you to play with a bad woman like me.
Not ... Not my bad looks, but everything about me is a bad thing for you.
Go good guy. Take good care of yourself. Leave me alone, may solitude bring me awareness, and slowly accept the fact that you are not worthy of my hope.
*****
Now the time is 05:45. Time after time I spent thinking about Arjuna, the man I just met. Actually I feel unworthy just by keeping the shadow in my mind. The reason is because I am not worthy to crave a handsome man like Arjuna, moreover, he already has a beautiful wife. But the heart cannot be blocked. The shadow of his face was already in his heart and had been residing at the bottom.
Now that I was lying on the bed, it felt so tiring today, not my body that felt tired, but my heart that felt so tired. Moments and seconds my heart unceasingly flattered the face of the arjuna. It was so easy for him to come into my world and into my heart.
My phone's vibrating. I grabbed it, I saw one message coming in, it was.
‘Good morning Mba Mayang. I am a representative from the dormitory KASIH BUNDA would like to announce that, your sister named Danang narayana, is in poor health/illness. Mayang Mayang please visit your brother. Thanks.’
I was very surprised to read the short message sent from the dormitory where Danang lived, and I immediately got out of my bed, without having time to shower or wash my face and even change clothes, he said, I immediately ordered a taxi online, so I could take me quickly to where Danang was.
“What are you sick with? to the extent that the dormitory informed sister.” I said while panicking, plus the annoyance that approached me when fretting waiting for an online taxi that never came. I don't know how many times I swore at an online taxi driver who never came.
“Mba mayang yes?” Said someone who was in the car, and it seemed like he was the online taxi driver I was waiting for earlier.
“Iya mba, duh sorry yes the streets were jammed very earlier.”
‘Classical reasons.’
I also got into the online taxi I ordered. After confirming the destination address in the application, we immediately leave for a place that has been confirmed the correct direction.
No ceaseless worry whack my heart, all the way I think of my only sister ‘and you are sick what the saying, ko up to the hostel who called emba?’ it really makes me anxious, kara usually if danang is sick he told me directly.
*****
Finally I arrived at the dormitory where Danang lived and studied. No longer lingering, after I finished paying the taxi fare, I immediately ran towards the dormitory and headed straight for the room andang.
“Mba Mayang, good morning Mba.” One of the managers in the dorm greeted me kindly.
“Iya bu good morning too, how is my sister Bu?” without even wanting to mince words any longer, I immediately asked him the news about my brother Danang.
“Emm .. Danang actually does not hurt too much. It's just that he has been three days without eating anything, whether there is a problem with danang, and we also feel panic and call mba Mayang.”
“Can I see the state of my sister Bu?”
“Oh yes, please Mba Mayang, here.” The hostel manager also drove me to Danang's room, actually I do not need to be in between anymore, because this is the umpteenth time I met my sister Danang.
“This is her room Mba Mayang, please come in, I wait outside.” I'm very happy with the treatment I got from the housekeeper's mother.
'He is very friendly once.’
I also went into my brother Danang's room. I saw Danang lying on the bed, it looks like she is sleeping, her face looks pale ‘Danang darling, you are sick what deck?’
I sat on the edge of Danang's bed, I reached out to caress my dear sister's face. But danang's reaction surprised me. She brushed off my hand that was about to caress her affectionately, and turned her body, turning her back to me she was now.
“Andang shang, you've woken up baby?” I said as I stroked my sister's thigh. But Danang was silent, not reacting to my treatment.
“Dek, are you sick dear? Try saying same kaka.” Danang remained silent and silent, he still did not react.
“You why? Same with sister? Dong, what's that dieum? Sorry sister ya rarely nengokin you dear, in the office sister again a lot of work, danang please understand sister ya.” I just keep on wooing danang with words I can say. But hearing my last words, made Danang surprised and took a sitting position facing me, with tears in his eyes.
“Danang darling why are you crying? You miss your sister, baby? Sorry yes.” I said as I reached back out toward Danang's cheek, but for the umpteenth time he brushed my hand again.
“Do not touch me with dirty hands kaka!” danang's words surprised me.
“You learn from whom such a language is! Sister do not like yes you use language like that same person older than you.”
“Udah is Kak, Brother do not have to lie to me anymore, everything will be free. I know who the real brother is, and I know the job of the sister is …."
SERIATE.
