Short Fiction Stories : Song For You

I smile, you laugh, I look away
I sigh, you ask me “why?”, I say..
It’s okay and I’m just feeling down
Your hand on mine, I hear the words
If only love had found us first
Our lives they would be different.. oh..

Kami terdiam lagi. Sudah kesekian kali aku memutar lagu itu dari ponselku. Mungkin kini sudah yang ke-empat kali. Dan kami masih saja terdiam di bawah naungan atap fiberglass di depan emperan toko bakery tempatku bekerja. Setengah jam yang lalu, aku baru saja selesai bekerja, dan dia sudah menungguku di luar. Berdiri mengenakan kaos hitam, semakin menegaskan ketampanannya karena kulitnya yang berwarna putih. Rambutnya agak basah terkena rintik hujan yang sedari tadi sudah turun.

“Would you mind to turn it off, Trish?” pintanya padaku.

“Kenapa? Kamu nggak tahan mendengarnya?” tantangku.

“Iya, aku nggak tahan. Jadi sekarang kamu mau mematikannya?”

“Tunggu sebentar..” ucapku, masih mendengarkan syair lagu dari Good Charlotte tersebut, yang sudah menjadi semacam soundtrack untuk hidupku setahun ini.

And now I must confess, that I’m a sinking ship
and I’m anchored by the weight of my heart ‘cuz it’s filled with these feelings
But I keep my true thoughts locked, inside my heart black box
and it won’t be found, it won’t survive through the smoke or the wreckage
so I crash.. and burn.. I got a lot of things to learn

Kutekan icon PAUSE di player ponselku, kemudian kutatap dia,”Apakah aku akan mempelajari sesuatu dari semua ini, Duncan?”

Duncan hanya diam. Lagi-lagi tak mampu menjawab.

“Duncan..”

“Trisha, please, kau tahu ini sangat berat untukku. Maafkan aku, Trish.”

“Kau lebih memilih dia.”

“Kaupikir mudah untuk menatapmu dan mengatakan aku tidak mencintaimu, Trish? Apa kaupikir itu mudah untukku?!..”

Aku terdiam, mencoba menahan dorongan air mata yang mendesak ingin keluar dari kelopak mataku.

“.. aku mohon, Trish, mengertilah.”

“Bagian mana yang harus kumengerti? Bahwa aku harus merelakanmu kembali pada tunanganmu dan menikah dengannya? Bahwa aku harus menyadari kalau aku hanyalah sekilas cinta yang hadir terlambat dalam hidupmu?” air mataku menetes.

“Kamu bukan sekilas cinta untukku, Trish. Aku akan selalu mencintaimu, meski aku harus menyimpannya erat-erat.. di kotak hitam hatiku.. hufftt.. seperti lagu itu.”

Aku mencoba tersenyum, namun terasa kecut.

“Jadi sekarang kau memintaku untuk move on? Mencari cintaku yang seharusnya? Dan berusaha bahagia melihatmu bersamanya?”

Duncan menunduk, menatap genangan air di dekat kakinya. Suara air hujan makin kencang, membasahi jalanan yang masih cukup ramai dengan kendaraan yang berlalu lalang.

“Aku sebenarnya tidak ingin kamu dimiliki orang lain. Egois bukan? Aku tidak bisa memilikimu, dan aku tidak ingin ada pria lain yang memilikimu.”

Aku tertawa pahit.

“Aku tidak menyangka aku menemukan seseorang sepertimu, Trish. Seseorang yang mampu membangkitkan chemistry yang berbeda. Seseorang yang mampu membuatku tertawa lepas dengan segala leluconmu. Seseorang yang bisa menangkap apapun yang sedang kurasakan meski aku hanya bercerita tidak jelas. Seseorang yang hadir saat aku tertekan dengan dia. Seseorang yang bisa mengerti segala mimpiku. Seseorang yang mampu membuatku merasa lebih tenang. Seseorang yang bisa memberikan.. segalanya..”
Aku menghela nafas sambil menghapus buliran air mata di pipiku.

“Aku..”

“Aku juga mencintaimu.” Ucap Duncan memotong kalimatku, seakan tahu benar apa yang akan kukatakan padanya. Dan dia memang tahu benar.

Duncan memelukku. Pelukannya hangat sekali, seketika menghangatkanku dari dinginnya udara hujan dan dinginnya hatiku, mampu membuatku menguras air mataku untuk tumpah di bahunya.

“Maafkan aku, Trish.” Ucapnya membelai rambutku.

“Kenapa kita terlambat bertemu?” tanyaku meski aku sendiri sudah tahu jawabannya. Aku hanya butuh suatu excuse.

“Karena kita bukan jodoh, Trish.” Jawab Duncan.

Dia akan pergi. Dia akan menikah dan pindah ke luar kota. Dia akan pergi dari hadapanku dan dari kehidupanku. Dia takkan kembali. Dan aku hanya akan tertinggal sendiri olehnya, berjuang menyembuhkan rasa sakitku sendiri. Berjuang melanjutkan hidupku.

“Bisakah.. kita berjodoh.. di afterlife?” harapku.

“Semoga.” Jawabnya singkat. Dia melepas pelukannya.”Aku harus pergi.”

Duncan tak sanggup menatapku yang mengharapkan tatapan terakhir dari mata birunya. Dia berbalik, mulai berjalan menjauh dariku di bawah rintik hujan, membiarkan tubuhnya basah. Aku memandangnya berlalu. Beberapa langkah, kulihat dia berhenti. Dia berbalik kembali setengah berlari menghampiriku.

Diraihnya tubuhku, didekapnya erat, kemudian dia menatapku, mendekatkan wajahnya pada wajahku, pelan-pelan melekatkan bibir dinginnya di bibirku yang masih tergetar oleh sisa tangis dan rasa sakit di dalam hatiku.

Duncan menciumku, lembut dan lama. Aku merasakan bibirnya yang basah karena tetes hujan yang mengalir di wajahnya. Tanpa berkata apapun, aku tenggelam dalam ciuman selamat tinggalnya.

Dan dia pun pergi dariku.

Kunyalakan kembali player musik di ponselku yang tadi berstatus PAUSE.

.. where would we be now baby, if we found each other first?
What would you do now darling, If I said these simple words..
I’ll wait, I’ll wait.. as long as you want.. where would we be now baby..

*THE END*

Short Fiction Stories : I Can Not Fall For Him

He’s been becoming my attention for these few days. Whenever he & I communicate about our work, we always found something nice to talked to, outside job topics. He can make me laugh, or he’s the one who’s laughing after I said something funny to him.

I can not fall for him.

Troy has brown hair, along with his hazel green eyes, could make all the female employees in this office stop doing their activity just to take a look at him, whenever he pass by their desk. His name is Troy Franklin. He came to Indonesia to my office, a month ago from his country.

He’s Australian. My company had a deal with his company in Brisbane. As a purchaser at his company, he’s been dealing with me all the times to talked about his orders that I supervised here in my company.

I can not fall for him.

“Morning, Wina. Can you help me with this report? I can’t understand this form.” Troy came by to my desk, bringing two sheets paper full with tables, early morning that Monday.

“Where did you get this?” I accepted those papers and take a look.

“An employee in production floor. I asked for a production report. He said something in Indonesian, I don’t get it. Then he gave me these papers.. and it’s Indonesian also. So… I don’t get it at all.” Showing his funny expression in his face, makes me smile.

“What are you smiling for?” he asked.

“Nothing.. “ still giggling,”.. of course you can only found reports in Indonesian language. They can’t make reports in English. It’s a small company you know. How come you’re just noticed it now, you’ve been here for a month.”

“You know I don’t like papers. I only like to talk to you, you’ve been giving me all the information I need, so I’d never need to find this kind of reports.”

“So why did you walked to the production floor and asked them these reports then?”

“I only try to find some reason to get to your desk and talk to you. And I succeed.” Showing his flirty eyes to me.

I can not fall for him.

“You can talk to me all the time without any reason.”

“Your boss is killing me. Why did he’s so boring? He always keeps an eye on me, I can’t move. I tell you what, that room is sucks. Why did he wants me to sit and do my job in his room anyway? Did you’re the one who had a plan to put me there at the first time?”

I can’t stand to laugh,”Calm down, Troy.. Why don’t you just enjoy it? By the way, he’s the one who wants you to sit there.”

“That’s why I try to find a reason to runaway from that room. I said I wanna take a look at my order progress in production floor, to get some information and of course I need your help to get me understand with this report. It will be suspicious if I often go to your desk without anything, right?”

“And my boss has no other choice to let you come to my desk because he doesn’t know much about your order.”

“Precisely.. ” He smiles., “.. everyone speaks in Indonesian, only you who can help me. I don’t know if I can live without you.”

“My boss can speak English.”

“He’s a male, Wina. You’re female.. and you’re beautiful. I don’t mind to spend hours with you here.”

Stop flirting me.

“Yeah, you can’t live without me, here, in this office only. Okay, this is about the volume of our wood stock to make your benches order, and the rendement of..” I talked about these reports papers while his eyes looking at me and his lips are smiling. I don’t think he’s listening to my words. I feel like my cheeks are blushing.

Oh God, I can not fall for him.

“Are you free tonight, Wina?” suddenly he cut my words. What kind of question is that?

“Why?.. Troy, do you understand my explanation about these reports?”

“Yeah I got it. Come on, answer my question. I wanna take you for a dinner.”

My heart suddenly beating so fast. He’s asking me out.

“It’s okay if you want to have Indonesian food, not fast food like you always orders for my lunch here..” He keeps talking without notice the changing of my face expression.

“Is it a date?” my turn to cut his words.

“Well.. you can say so.. Would you? After work?”

“You’re kidding me.”

“I’m not.”

I can’t answer him, I just keep silent for several seconds.

“Come on, Wina. Don’t you wanna accompany me to have some air?”

“You can have some air now. Just breathe.” I’m trying to escape.

“Come on, you know what I mean. Please?”

I can’t reject his request. Then I said yes.
*-*-*-*

We had a lovely dinner. We can’t stop laughed about anything. How he keep asking about the food he ate, why does Indonesian people said they’re not eating yet if they haven’t eat rice, etc. I didn’t realize that I’ve spent more than two hours just to eat and talk at one of my favorite traditional food restaurant.

“Shit.. I left my apartment key in the office.” Troy said to me before we’re entering my car.

“Let’s get back to the office then.”

“Do you mind? It will takes time and you’ll be home late.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind. Let’s go.”

I drove my car with Troy sitting next to me. He won’t stop give comments about anything he saw in the street. And I have to admit that he’s so hillarious. Attractive and interesting guy.

I can not fall for him.

There’s no people at the office except security staff when we get there. I accompany him into his room, the one he called sucks room, to get his key.

“I’m worry about your order, I’m afraid the production will be late because we ran out of wood stock. We had ordered it from wood supplier but they seemed have a problem with their shipment.” I spoke to him after 

I got short message from my supplier.

“There’s no order.” I heard Troy speaking. He walks closer to me.

“What do you mean?”

“Actually.. there’s no order.. I came here not for any order..” Troy trying to reach my hand when he got very closer in front of me,”.. I came here to see you..”

This room getting colder and my heart’s beating so fast. So quiet here that I can only hear the sound of Air Conditioner blowing the cold air. I don’t know why I let him reach and hold my hand.

“What.. do you mean exactly, Troy?” I try to ask again.

Troy didn’t answered, he’s looking at my eyes so deeply, suddenly his face getting closer to my face, and suddenly I felt his lips on mine. Reflect, I close my eyes and kiss his lips back for several seconds until I realized something, I can not fall for him. Quickly I turn my back and walk so fast reaching out the door.

“Wina, wait!” Troy makes me stop. I heard his step getting closer to me. I turn my back to face him.

“What do you want, Troy?”

“I’m sorry.. I’m really really sorry..” he said to me when he saw my eyes getting red, I wanna cry.

“.. I’m so sorry.. I can’t helped it. There’s no orders. I.. I asked for a long days off from my company to flew here. I’m interested in you since we’re communicating by e-mail and messenger.. ever since my company wants to order furnitures from this company one year ago. I wanna see you, so I create my own orders as a reason to meet you here. And I didn’t regret it.. after I met you I like you more.. I had a crush on you..”

“Stop it, Troy.. stop it.. “ I can’t hear any more words from him. “.. so there’s no 100 benches orders? You’ve got to be kidding me.. you’re kidding, right?”

“I'm not, Wina.. I’m not.. That’s all my own order. My company doesn’t know anything about it. Until now, I don’t know what to do with that much benches after you send it to Brisbane.”

"So.. you're wasting that much money for a fake orders?!"

"Yes. But it's worth."

“You can’t do this, Troy. You can’t do this.”

“I’m sorry that I fall for you, Wina.. I really am. That kiss.. ”

“That kiss was a huge mistake!” I almost scream.

“I’m sorry.. I feel like we have a chemistry.” Troy looking at my eyes.

“Troy, please don’t say that..”

I can not fall for him. I really can’t. I have a fiancée, and Troy has a wife in Brisbane.

THE END