
In addition to busy with college, Widan began arranging his job des in one of the photography communities. Although many days passed by Widan and various things he had done so that his mind was not fixed on one name, it was still nil! The shadow came to be alternated with past memories that Widan always remembered.
Widan got out of his chair and looked at Jakarta through his apartment window. He observed the traffic and crowded people passing by on the sidewalk. His smile looked wry, while exhaling, Widan looked up at the gray sky. "In the end, the sky will know when the time has come to change. Mentari also had to move to his contest, replaced by the moon."
One thing he is willing to do for someone is to be a poet. Initially, Widan himself did not think, he had an impromptu talent just because of one woman. The woman. Because, that's how men are. He will have an impromptu talent, if it relates to someone he loves very much.
The vibration in his pants pocket made Widan grab the flat object and stick it to his ear. "Yes, hello?"
"You're not busy, are you?"
Widan actually wanted to reject the request, but when she glanced at the clock on her wrist, Widan felt, there was no harm in breeding the invitation. "Where are you going?"
A few minutes later, Widan felt the call was interrupted. Then he clucked because his phone was lowbat. While stepping his feet to look for the cellphone charger, his hands suddenly could not be invited to cooperate. He instead nudged a small frame that Widan always kept on the table in the living room.
The sound of broken glass due to the now scattered frame, increasingly makes Widan furious. He was forced to crouch and was stunned as he turned the image that was within the frame.
It was an image that displayed both the faces of the person that Widan wanted to protect, Trella and Sita. Once upon a time, Widan would have been very proud to have two younger sisters - though not one mother - but the presence of both made Widan always grateful for being born as a man who could protect them.
Of course it was just his childhood dream. Because, after many things he went through, there was one sense that changed in one of the women who smiled towards the camera. His hands stretched out rubbing the surface of the frame, he did not ignore the glass powder that ignited it.
"Widan! You SASTAGFIRULLAH, WIDAAAN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HUH!!!" Trella's screams echoed throughout her apartment.
Widan got up and hid the tear from the part of the photo in his pants pocket. Trella is good at cleaning broken glass in a short time. But unfortunately, the taut fingers were even scratched by wounds due to some glass fragments. Trella shrieked softly. It was very painful, even though it looked only a small wound.
"Braggly!" maki Widan's. He walked towards the P3K box and returned to Trella who was now in the middle of a cell.
"Ngobatin is, what else?" Widan replied with sarcasm. Then the wrong part of this woman is also the one who plays cleaning glassware without being careful. Widan snorted softly. He treated Trella slowly. Then he blew the scar to heal.
Widan's behavior makes Trella stiff. As close as he was to Widan, he rarely got the attention of the man. Usually, Sita is the one who is always focused on Widan and herself just a kind of shadow between the two. Spontaneous Trella immediately shook her head. She should not think negatively about her future husband or assume badly about his best friend.
"Thank you, Dan," said Trella.
Widan only nodded twice, then waltzed away to save the health square box. From a distance, Trella continued to observe the back of Widan who was walking away. Inwardly, he always wanted to hold that sturdy body in his arms. Not meant to be indecent, only, Widan often refused to be touched. Trella himself seemed to be slapped by Widan's rejection last time.
Though people clearly know, that women are the ones who usually do the rejection. But Widan is different. Of course as a normal man, often he almost went crazy for holding back his desires. Given the words of Zeron, Widan did not want to behave that could harm women. She also has a mother and two friends to look after.
"Don't ask for things I don't like. I only appreciate you as the woman I have to take care of. I also do not want to hurt your feelings, especially with behavior that you might hate," said Widan the other day, back ringing in his mind.
Trella smiled sincerely as she found that Widan who had now returned to sit beside her. "And, for everything you've done for me, I'm so grateful. Because, if maybe you're not the one .. I, don't know what to do," Trella said.
Widan looked at Trella. Tasteless heart. After all, no matter how hard she tried, it was still not Trella who was enthroned in her heart. While exhaling, Widan embraced Trella in his arms with doubt. Of course it was welcomed enthusiastically by Trella. He just couldn't guess how messed up Widan was when he thought about his girl's feelings, when he found out what she was doing at the moment.
Bego, lo, Dan! It's so greedy to be a guy!
Widan had no choice but this. Because, if Widan does not do what his parents have planned, it is not just his life that will fall apart. Except the life of a loved one would be equally messy.
Hope you can understand.