MAYANG PUJAKU
Sahut Welcoming.

Can you feel it? The feeling I convey through the eyes. Otherwise, I will recite the incantations that I will exhale through the air that you breathe, so that you can know, that there is a sense in every blink of an eye, that there is a beautiful reflection of your face in it.

"Dad, you're right ... I'm married, but."

Mayang was silent waiting for the word to come out of my mouth after saying the word "but" with a long pause.

"But what?" Ask me.

"I'm divorced from my wife" I said with a look away from Mayang, and now my head and body were facing the pool of water in a container provided by nature.

"What'sthis? You're trying to lie to me now!" Mayang suddenly accused me of lying to him.

"liying?" I asked who I was asking who, I was just surprised to hear a word that I did not expect to happen

"Yes, how can a divorce only happen within three days of the outburst?"

An affection? Three days? What does the word Mayang mean? I haven't had time to say a few questions about his words that make me confused, Mayang was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey, hey Mayang, wait a minute!"

I came back closer and blocked Mayang's steps that were about to pass away leaving me.

"Wait a minute, what did you mean?"

"It's less obvious to you?"

Pplajak ....

A slap back I got from Mayang, this is the second slap I felt from Mayang.

"It's clear now? You crocodile man! Just for the sake of getting another woman you told a lie!"

"What's this really about? Why did you slap me? What's wrong?"

"Woow, you're good at acting apparently!"

Mayang broke through my barrier again.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean is that lying about my divorce?"

"Arjuna, listen carefully, I don't care about all your lies."

I give up, now I let Mayang go. I don't hold him back, I let him go. But the miracle happened. Either this could be called a miracle or a disaster for my heart.

Right in front of Mayang's eyes, my ex-wife Amalia was with her new lover they joined hands with her mesra, Without feeling ashamed to the eye observing the intimacy they were showing off, and if you remember again. This lake is where I proposed to Amalia first. Does he want to be proposed to by another man in the same place?

Mayang was stunned. Seeing Amalia and the other men being unfriendly without being awkward.

Amalia looked towards us.

"Woow, apparently my ex-husband also very quickly forgot me," he said with a smile and condescending eyes.

I only fell silent helpless against it when I felt humbled. Lying if I say no hurt and cursed jealousy to make me sculpt without a fight.

Mayang also looked at me, this time his eyes look pity on me. He was involved feeling guilty.

"So this is the woman who succeeded in replacing my position in Juna's heart?" Ask Amalia who asks for clarity from me.

"I'm not surprised if you forget me so quickly. Besides you being handsome, this woman is also quite charming. What is your name, miss?" Amalia asked Mayang's name.

"My name is Mayang."

"Waah it turns out, in addition to an attractive face, your name is also beautiful, Miss Mayang. Thank you for replacing me to fill Arjuna's heart huh, haha."

"deliver ... You look good to me." Said the man who was next to Amalia.

"God I forgot to introduce my girlfriend to you guys."

"Find her name is Candra. He's the deputy director at the company you work for Arjuna."

I was shocked to death to hear that Amalia was introducing her new lover to me and to Mayang.

'Vice director at the company I work for? So he's Darmawan's son? It's a heartbreaking fact that every day I have to meet the man who took my wife, and have to give her respect every day.'

Seen from the gaze of Mayang, he is now pitying me who was suffering from misfortune in turn. Just this time I got a look like this from Mayang, his eyes were sincerely touching my heart.

"Arjuna ... Not only is he handsome, he is also kind and friendly, he is a man I admire very much," mayang said as he walked towards me and grasped my hand with his left hand while his right hand held Satria.

Mayang stood up for me, he understood the situation I was in right now.

"Woow, I didn't know Arjuna could behave like that towards you Miss Mayang ... Alright me and Candra would like to continue our intimacy ..*b*ye-bye."

Amalia and Candra left me and Mayang and Satria in Mayang's arms.

Now, I am to you only a flash of a past story that has become obsolete in time. I'm just a paper, which used to be white when you first wrote your name, and filled all the pages, my diary. Now become obsolete brownish eroded the story of the plight.

Every page you used to write a wonderful love story that made me never get tired of reading it.

In each new paragraph, you wrote a new happiness in my diary. In the past at every point that signified the end of the sentence you insert the word love beautiful. There used to be no comma that signified our happiness gap.

You were so good at finding beautiful diction to represent your happiness with me. You used to be a good writer, writing word for word in our love story, which makes it perfect and easy for readers to understand. But when I, whom you consider a diary of your love story, slowly become weathered and worn down, you find a good place for me for you. The trash can is a suitable place for me you think.

*****

"Arjuna ..I want to apologize to you," Mayang said as he looked at me with eyes filled with guilt.

"Here you go, don't bother," I said as I passed, now it was my turn to step away and make a separation between me and Mayang, not because I hated or didn't want to be with him. It was just that, I was trying to make a difference between me and Mayang, again, I just want to be alone.

"Arjuna, wait a minute" said Mayang he told me to wait, but I don't know what to wait for.

However, my body obeyed him and my legs stopped stepping, and now my body turned to face Mayang.

"Can I ask for your time now? Just sec. I beg you," said Mayang asking for my time, there is a sense of pleasure in my heart. How not, the woman who just made me look away, now wants to talk to me, without having to force me.

My love is stupid, knows no formula knows no setatus. Just know having you is "Must."

My love of the bodo period, no matter what the speakers say, does not care about guesses. All I want is for you to be the one I dream about.

My love is unlimited. No matter the limit, do not think of the word appropriate. I just want you with the word "lusty."

SERIATE.