MAYANG PUJAKU

MAYANG PUJAKU
Dissolved In Reverie


The other day Amalia, the woman I called half-breath, has now left with the man she calls soulmate. I plant, he picks. I who guard with all my might, still can cause reproach, and he's a man who is very good at taking advantage of opportunities, from my care that had faltered, he so quickly snatched away the jewel diamond I was guarding with all my might.


You should know, I'm the land. The place where the flowers grew was beautiful. I hugged him when the cold whipped, I fed him food so he could thrive, be comfortable to look at, and you're a man who is fascinated with the beauty of my jasmine flowers. plucked it just like that, without caring about the soil torn by the roots of the flower.


Beautiful flowers that now you snatch from the land that is willing to work hard to keep it beautiful. It won't be as fresh as when it's still stuck in the ground. Even if you put it in the facade of a high-value and luxurious flower.


*****


There are some condemning prayers in the chest, which are held in the mouth, 'I do not want to be a vengeful person.' Because if I blaspheme him before the power, wouldn't I look just as bad. And now I don't want to have anything in common with Amalia.


Because, the same word can not always be the foundation in combining love. But when we are different, it is enough to be an excuse to stay away from each other and destroy.


"I was saturated with a tightness that was so strong squeezing the chest. When will this all be over?"


There was the sound of the front door of the house, which was knocked by someone. Who is the one who knocks on the door, I don't know, because as I recall, I don't have an appointment with anyone.


"Who?"


"Who else? Your faithful friend who wants to accompany you again? It's me Deva!"


The knock on the door was Deva.


"Come on Dev, the door's unlocked!"


"Okay, I'm in!"


I could think. If Dev were a woman, I would have fallen in love with him by now.Why would it be like that? because from the beginning I knew Dev he was a very nice guy and a very loyal friend.


Unknowingly my smile greeted Dev's arrival who was slowly approaching me.


"June! You have no intention of deviating, right? You're still a real man, aren't you?"


'That's Thor! I'm still normal!'


"Gue as othor you're shocked, okay continue the scene."


*****


"Juna, are you still thinking about Amalia? It's just natural, it's all too sudden."


"Well that's how Dev is, this is too soon."


"Please friend, time passes with pain that will slowly fade, hehe."


"All this is too soon Dev, Amalia can do that when my career is in prime time like this. And before that, he and I didn't have any problems."


"But the man who took Amalia away, I know who she is. After her last name you mentioned yesterday. If I am not misinformed, the man is the sole heir of his family company.he is also Amalia's ex-boyfriend right?.. Yes it is possible, indeed all this time he and Amalia, are not the only, already have this kind of relationship behind you Jun."


"Well, now that I can't think clearly, it really makes me think. .. he who I defend desperately in front of my mother, it turns out even like this."


We were silent for a while. Deva moved from her seat walking to my kitchen, maybe she was about to grab some cold drinks in the fridge.


"Thanks Dev." -."


"Don't say thank you, it's also from your fridge."


"Yes, too" I said with a slight smile.


"Haha, well then dong at least a little smile so that your brain is not too tense .. already this afternoon Jun, I have to go home soon there is something current done."


"Heum, okay be careful in the way, man," I said as I raised my hand to take the tos to Deva.


"OK, don't forget tomorrow you have to go to the office" Deva said as she picked up her bag on the sofa and walked towards the door.


A little greeting, friend, make a little burden fall. I thank God for still giving me someone who cares about my heart.


Friend, is the person you always need when alone feel lonely. Even after forgetting it is not uncommon also friends we always ignore. Overwhelmed by love until sometimes the word friend we always leave aside. However, you may also feel that it is not uncommon to instinctively look for it again, after we throw it away. But the apology for us is always cheap he gives back even though we have forgotten many times.


"Haah .. Because of Deva, at least I can laugh a little. Still feel like someone cares about my messy life."


I finally got up from the chair facing the window, I finally stopped looking at the outside sky and stopped immersing myself in the memories.


I looked at the wall clock, saw the time showing at 02:30 in the afternoon.


"There's still time to refresh this chaotic mind before returning to work on my unfinished painting, it feels like I want to find the right place to relieve the fatigue."


My legs started to step towards the front door, I felt like I wanted to be alone for a little longer. But not to re-drown yourself in old memories.


I just want to be alone without thinking about anything. Therefore it seems like the suburban lake feels right to calm the chaotic mind.


******


Arriving at the suburban lake, I parked the motor where it should be. 'Of course if parking carelessly will definitely cause some unexpected chaos right?'


Then I set foot into the park on the edge of the lake, where there were some chairs for people to rest. I was just about to occupy one of the chairs, which was in the garden. My head was hit by a ball.


"Aiiss ... Who throws my head with a ball?" I was a little surprised because my head was suddenly hit by a football.


"Eum, I'm sorry Om Satria accidentally" said a child who approached me. Maybe he owns the ball.


"Hey little boy, next time you have to be careful when playing ball in a common room like this."


"Yes Om sorry, but it wasn't Satria who kicked. But Brother Mayang."


"Darling?"


Hearing Mayang's name, I really gasped and instantly, I raised my head in search of the woman, whom this little boy mentioned.


"Is he really the Mayang I know?"


SERIATE.