“Gua pikir lo bisa ada buat gua. Ternyata lo sama aja mihak mereka!”
The hell is happening now?
“Mau lo apa sih?! Maksud lo apa kayak gitu?! Lo ga mikirin perasaan gua sama sekali ya sekarang?! ”
Now I know, being nice to you, helping your problem with our friends, trying to place things as it once used to be placed, always seems like a bad things to you. But only when I did it.
“Semuanya nggak masuk akal. Tiba tiba hanya gara – gara harta, tau – tau minta selesai.”
And for some moment, I got confused.
“Dan aku nggak butuh pacar yang kalau aku cerita, bukannya di dengerin, malah di judge karma lah, ketulah lah. Aku nggak butuh yang begitu.”
And for some moment, I realize, I can’t tell jokes about what happened before between us to you. I’m not allowed to show you, to tell you I was hurt by what ‘things’ you’ve done with that Sumatra’s girl.
“Jangan Ngomong disini yuk.”
Shit. I know something’s coming up.
“Ngopi Aja gimana?”
And I know that fast, it ain’t good.