MAYANG PUJAKU
Mayang dream
Now the clock is at 05:45 in the morning. Time after time I spent thinking about Mayang, the woman I just met. Since Mayang is a woman of the night, it was obvious she was not worthy of my imagination, her status matter being the main reason. However, the heart cannot be lied to. Sweet smile and sad look Mayang, has entered into the bottom of the heart. Maybe even his shadow, already residing at the bottom of the heart.
Now, I've been in the club's parking lot to pick up my bike, and ride this bike to get home. Along the way I went through unceasingly thinking of the woman I just knew her name. Mayang, it's so easy for you to get into my heart.
After a while, it was now at my residence filled with trouble.
Others may think my home is my paradise, those words are more suitable for someone who does have a heavenly angel in his house. Who's waiting for us to go home, from morning until nightfall. However, I don't have that, and to me, home is the source of my problems. When I opened this door, I knew I would be greeted with eyes that looked at me sharply like the eyes of a killer who was about to end my life.
"Good yes, this hour just came home, from wherever you are!" reprimanding a woman who was waiting for my arrival. She is Amelia, the woman who has made a promise to live with me. Yes, she is my wife. But don't be so bad to think about me.
Amelia and I are in the process of divorce. This woman is actually more despicable when compared to Mayang. After saying a promise of a lifetime, Amelia apparently still loves, and is in a relationship with another man. The man is her ex-lover.
I caught this despicable woman mixing love. A couple with her ex-boyfriend in a place I call home. What a tremendous betrayal, bad again he did not even feel ashamed of his own actions. Amelia, truly the most despicable woman I have ever known. Even women like Amelia, I consider them inferior to comfort women.
"Close your mouth! You are no longer worthy of interfering in my affairs," I said firmly, and with fury.
"Remember, I'm still your legal wife!" amelia said as she pointed her index finger towards my face.
The basic, women don't know themselves. I wish I could curse a woman like her. However, the bottom of my mouth is not allowed to curse at women, but why do I insult a woman who has been insulted. He made himself despicable by his own actions. So I don't have to dirty my mouth with words I don't deserve to say.
"HeY! I'm not done talking, come back here!" amelia said in a loud voice.
I paid no heed to the screams I thought were very noisy, and kept walking towards the room. Actually I'm no longer willing to go into this room full of humiliation, the room that Amelia stained. The walls of this room bear silent witness to his dirty deeds with other men. However, I cannot deny that my behavior is now as filthy as Amelia's, but I do not regret this beautiful sin in the least.
I sat on the edge of the mattress, and looked at our wedding photo with a glass frame attached. I really want to slam this photo on the floor. However, the fact that I still have feelings for Amelia. I can't deny, my little heart still loves Amelia, but my mistakes are unforgivable. His betrayal was always in my mind.
At about 06:30 am I was able to lay down my body, and close my eyes in a deep sleep.
*******
I dreamt of meeting a goddess.
In a dream, I met a beautiful woman like a goddess from heaven. She danced with grace, moving gracefully to the music that accompanied the goddess' every move. In my dream, she stretched out her beautiful hand, and stroked my face gently. I felt the smoothness of a woman's hand on my face.
"What is your name, Goddess?" I asked him his name, but he did not say a word. Just carved a thin smile with her lips.
After just giving me a sweet smile, now he laughs. It looks like a very graceful laughter, I'm sure, is currently meeting a goddess. I want to try to seduce this goddess, so that she will accompany my sleep that feels cold without a living blanket.
I haven't had the time to woo her, she slowly walked away from me, but with a grim looking face. The goddess showed me her sad face, with tears in her eyes.
"Goddess, where are you going? Can't you take me away with you Goddess?" I asked while trying to grab the hand of the goddess that was still sticking out towards me. However, it is true, his hands that felt very smooth, I could not hold. The water, which came from the eyes of the goddess, fell on my temple, stopping my pursuit.
The goddess' tears fell from the temple down towards my chin, followed by my own tears. For some reason, the sad face of the goddess, made my heart ache.
The Goddess had now escaped my vision, leaving me alone in the void.
*******
At 09:56 a.m., I woke up disappointed, as it was all a dream. When I woke up I felt a heavy head and pain, maybe the headache I felt was caused by the liquor I gulped. I just thought about what happened last night, unconsciously my tears were dripping for no reason.
"What's this about? Why do my tears just come out for no reason?" Suddenly my heart ached, for no apparent reason.
"Ah, what's wrong with me?" I asked out of the blue because my heart felt troubled.
I got up from bed, intending to clean myself in the bathroom so that the headaches I suffered reduced, and felt refreshed while cleaning up the remnants of the spot of sin that is still attached.
The air shower that fell on my head, little by little was able to make me fresh again. However, not with my heart, which somehow feels so claustrophobic. In fact, suddenly I thought of the woman who met me last night, Mayang.
"Darling, I have to see him! I had to return to the club once more, in order to meet with Mayang," I muttered as I resolved to return to the place where the sin was being sown.
Immediately I turned off the shower that had wet my body nonstop. I cleared my still-wet body, and immediately put on clothes suitable for the place I was about to go. I see, around my house, there is no figure of the traitorous woman.
"I, I've cut you off, Amelia. Tomorrow I will truly divorce you," I said, with my head bowed, and eyes closed.
It was like clutching embers on the snow top, giving me warmth, and not forgetting to leave a burn on my palm. Love you, why is this sad? Love is beautiful.
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