Night's getting late. The cold is getting deeper. But me and Sanca still stay here, staring at the stars. We don't talk much tonight. I saw the sadness on Sanca's face.
"God ... tomorrow I will move to Jakarta." said Sanca.
"What?"
"I know, you must be shocked. But my father was transferred, and inevitably I had to follow him. " he explained.
"Can't you refuse?"
"He is my father, God."
"I know, but what about me? Sanca, you know that not a little time we have spent together. I can't be without you, and I'm sure you feel the same way. "
"Dewa ... the distance between Bandung and Jakarta is not far. Social media is also still active. We will never lose contact. "
"I still can't."
We spent almost half the night just talking about Sanca's move to Jakarta. I cannot accept all this. Too many memories between us. I also can't deny that I really need it. I need someone like Sanca to make my life more meaningful.
"Never mind, the more night will increasingly make our conversation even more endless. Take me home now, God. Tomorrow I have to leave early in the morning. "
I was silent, not responding to Sanca at all. I can't say anything anymore. During the trip to Sanca's house, I was still unable to speak. Everything feels suffocating.
The next day.
I woke up at 6:00. My eyes still felt heavy when I forced to open a short message from Sanca.
I'm leaving now. Be nice here, Dew. I love you.
I'm used to crying because of Sanca. And this time, I don't know how many times I cried. He was only limited to my best friend, not my lover. However, my feelings are so deep. I think I love him.
I have absolutely no intention of replying to a short message from him.
A few years after Sanca's move to Jakarta.
Not felt, time is running so fast. Me and Sanca haven't seen each other in two years. Since that day, we have completely lost communication. Even communicating through social media has never been.
I've been trying to find out about him. I've also been to Jakarta to look for it. But nothing. I can't follow in his footsteps. And now, I miss him more. I miss our time together. I miss his smile and laughter. I miss the crying. I miss all about it.
One day when I was dissolved in sadness, someone came to me. He claimed that he was a close friend of Sanca. He gave me something. I opened it very carefully. Perhaps Sanca gave something valuable that has something to do with our story a few years ago. After I opened it, my eyes couldn't move. I keep staring at something in my hand. Apparently ... a wedding invitation. And that, is Sanca's wedding invitation. Sanca is getting married, MARRIED.
I could not read that word. My body feels weak. I tried to hold back tears. Suddenly I remembered something. I remembered a place where Sanca and I played when I was in middle school. There is a big tree there. And we, write something on the stem. I immediately jumped off the couch. Run as hard as I can to the hill where the tree is located. I hope, the tree does not die, like my feelings for Sanca, I muttered to myself.
When I got there, I was relieved. It turns out that the tree is still like before.
I tried to remember what I had done with Sanca here. Everything is still recorded clearly. Even I still remember the words we wrote on the tree trunk.
I, you, we will always be together forever. We will become an eternal story.
And because of that writing I am like this, because I am sure, there is a prayer that is tucked between the words. I wish you more, Sanca. This love for you, forever.
Congratulations @ommaa! You have completed the following achievement on the Hive blockchain and have been rewarded with new badge(s) :
You can view your badges on your board And compare to others on the Ranking
If you no longer want to receive notifications, reply to this comment with the word
STOPTo support your work, I also upvoted your post!
Support the HiveBuzz project. Vote for our proposal!