letter

Where am I, nobody wants to tell me
Find the right place, but where?
No, there is no hope anywhere
Go to the mountainside and standing alone
Walk, walk, and always walk
There is no way to nowhere
Light, light, where is the light?
There is a small light in the darkness my way
Who am I, nobody knows right now
I feel time just passing by
Now, there is a hope
Will I rise in my way?

Greenwich, Thursday 25th September 2016, it is rainy day, the rain falls from the sky and (washes) the streets, you can only hear the sound of the rain from swinging of the tree cause of the wind, the cold shivering into the body and from far away we can see the people running try to find place for sheltering, thinking from my window, when we leave this world, can we leave like the rain? Piece, you won’t hear the sadness, the pain and people see you as a good thing, even some of them see it as a disaster. Saturday 25th September 2014, my sister has left me forever, police said she passed away because of an accident, but I know she’s killed by unknown man, since 7 years old because our parents passed away in the trip to Hawaii, I only have my sister in my life, and I can feel the pain when I lost my sister until this time, even every second in my life. Because she is the only one that I have in this world and from that day I hate something about murdering, even sometime I hate myself.
Tuesday 17th September 2016, Here I am, Jonathan Brian or JB, people call me with that name even though my real name is Jonathan Steve Stuart Brian Lewis, so I think will be easy for them to call me Jonathan Brian or JB rather than my complete name, yeah it is not a problem for me, and now I am working in police station as a detective for murder case and I have a partner, or maybe my only friend in this office. His name is Ivan Romanoff, he is 5 years older than me and he said 4 years ago he was my neighbor until he moved to west Greenwich, but I didn’t realize that. Ivan Romanoff or Ivan is a good man, smart, I can see it when he solved every cases, he can be my friend, senior, or my teacher. I learn many things from Ivan, and I don’t know why he is so friendly with me, maybe because we are partner in work, we are friends and we work in the same office. “Hey JB, want to go home and buy a cup of coffee together? It is good for your concentration.” He asked me when our work almost done and it is 10:20 P.M, “Sure, don’t forget to add sugar into your coffee, because last time you forgot to put it, how old are you? 69 years old?!” joking me answering his question and Ivan laughed while holding my shoulder. In the café we talk about many things, our case, and finally it is already midnight “It is already midnight, time to take a rest and go home, dude.” says Ivan, “Yeah, you’re right, it is time to go home, but you can go first because I have something to do before that.” answer me while looking at my watch, and Ivan go home after he said see you tomorrow. It’s a long night and I arrived in my home at 03:18 A.M and I fall asleep in my sofa without change my clothes.
My phone is ringing and it makes me awake, and then I look at my watch, it is 09:25 A.M. Oh shit, I am late!!!!!!, I answer the call in my phone and it is from Ivan, “ Hey where the hell you are!!! Something happened in our office, come here as fast as you can, JB.” when I heard that news from Ivan, I go to the office as fast as I can, even I don’t know yet what is that the problem. In the office so many policemen gathering in my desk and Ivan already waiting for me, “Sorry, Ivan, the coffee last night made me hard to sleep and.” “Don’t think about that, look at this, JB, something happened.” answered Ivan before I am finishing the conversation and he shows me a piece of paper.

Dear Mr. Jonathan Steve Stuart Brian Lewis:
I need your help and I don’t know where to go for help. My name is Iburof and I am 22 years old girl. I was rap*d by my uncle two days ago but I couldn’t tell this terrible thing to my family. I felt my life has ruined and I don’t want to live with tainted life till the rest of my life. I’ll take my own life if you can’t provide me with a solution.
I’ll wait for your answer within a week, and I don’t need cops, if you tell or bring the cops I’ll take my own life too, I believe in you.
Thank you.
Sincerely yours,
Iburof
PS:
I enclose with this letter my photo and this is my mobile number: 0813-99875801.

“I got this letter in your desk this morning. Tell me, what is going on, who Iburof is?! Why the hell this letter in your desk? Even she knows your real name!!” ask Ivan and looking at me angrily, “What are you talking about? I don’t know who put that letter in my desk, and why you angry and yelling at me!! I am your friend, and I never lie to you.” Answer me too Ivan and I sit in his chair “Sorry dude, so many cases nowadays that we’ve got, but I don’t know why…, I mean, I just,.. I don’t want you involved in this case.” Sigh Ivan after he said it. “Hey man, calm down, don’t worry about this letter, don’t think about it, maybe someone joking us to get attention from us, I think you need more sleep, come on, let me drive you home.” and I take care Ivan to his house.
“Actually I was so surprised when I read this letter, and I was so confused what should I do, because I don’t know this is real Iburof or not, but in this letter she will end her life if I ignore this letter, but I think you need more rest today.” I talk to Ivan on the way to his house, “Yeah, same like me, you know, we just take a case about murdering, right? But why she said she needs your help? Something is wrong here,” says Ivan. Finally we arrive at Ivan’s house and before I leave his house I tell him just to ignore the letter, and I go back home after that. For hours I still ignore this letter, but I don’t know why I still think about this letter and make me so curious, but finally I put that letter in my bed and I go to sleep. The next day, earlier in the morning, I wake up earlier than yesterday or another day, and I take the letter in my bed and think, “I’ll wait for your answer within a week”, a week? She said a week it means 7 days, and this is the second day since we got that letter, what will happen if I ignore this letter until 7 days? But suddenly I smell stink from my house. Damn!!!! What is this smell?! I think I already take a bath 2 days ago, but I think this smell not from my body, let’s find out where this smell is coming from. I find the smell in all of my house part, but I found nothing. And when I open my front door, I am so shocked there is a dead body without his head, and I call Ivan and police to come to my house. Finally Ivan come first and I tell him what happened here and Ivan tell me let’s check the body before the cops coming, and Ivan so surprised when he got a paper with envelope, it is the second letter!! And it is saying “It is already the second day, if you still ignore me, not only me will end the life, but more than me!!!” “She is not joking us, JB. I mean, look at that body, it proves us that she is serious about that letter, let’s find her and call the number in that letter; we will meet here after the police take the body, JB.” Ivan tell me what should we do next, with serious face, and the cops come check the body and I tell to the police what happened here but not with the letter. After the police go, we talk about the girl “Iburof”, “What she wants from us, what happened, let’s call the number in the letter.” says Ivan. Finally, I call the number in that letter, and when someone answer the call, I just heard a little sound of girl and she said “Royal Streets Block C No 45” and she hang up my phone, “Geez, it is so damn!!!, Why she makes us in this position, it makes us more confused who Ibuof is, is it Iburof or what??? And now she just said “Royal Streets Block C No 45” what does that mean?” “We think the same thing, let’s find Iburof, as a detective, J.” So in that day we find and collect the data about Iburof, but we got nothing except a clue from the girl on the phone. We take a break in a mini market and I tell Ivan “Let’s find from first clue Ivan, Royal Streets Block C No 45, I think I know that road, it’s close to your house, right? About 25 minutes from here, let’s find it tomorrow because it is already night, and I think I need to go to toilet first, wait here for a while.” Ivan waits for me and then he says there is something that he must do before going home, “Our boss said to report the accident that happened today, and he wants the report now, so I must go back to the office and give the report, are you coming with me?” “Oh geez, now? I am so tired, and I need more information about Royal Streets Block C No 45, how about you tell the report and I will find the information about that street, and we will meet later tomorrow in your house?” I asked and he agrees. Finally, I go home with taxi and Ivan back to the office with taxi, before he left me he said, “I think we need cops to help us, J.” At home I find so much information about Royal Streets Block C No 45, and I will tell Ivan tomorrow.
In the morning, when I go to Ivan’s house, I am so surprised that Ivan’s car is crashed and his arm is broken, “Hey man, what is going on? Tell me!” ask me to Ivan, “Last night I tell you to give the report to our boss, right? Remember the last word I told you? I think we need cops, right? And on the way to our office I saw dead body behind my chair and that is made me shock and I try to use my brake but it doesn’t work and I hit a tree in front of me. I am okay, but I can’t use my arm for a while, and you know, I got the third letter in the dead body in my car, and it says “I TELL YOU, DON’T TELL THE COPS, IVAN BURNER RUMANOFF.” “F*CK!!! It is far too much, SHE IS PSYCHO!!! I will find her and I will make her pay for this!” “Hey, stop!! We will find it together. Do you think you can find her and I do nothing here?! Even she knows my full name!” Ivan tries to stop me, “Okay, but don’t push yourself, so let’s start from Royal Streets Block C No 45, let me drive you.” I tell Ivan.
The fifth day, morning 8 o’clock, so when I ride the car; I ‘m thinking what happened to Iburof, is she really rap*d by her uncle? Or is there any problem with her mind? And finally, we arrive at Royal Streets, but for 8 hours we can’t found where the hell Block C No 45 is and we try to ask people, but they don’t know and said there is no block C No 45. We search that f*ckin’ block until night. At night, we find hotel and sleep there, hotel in Royal Street and still search for the information. We can’t sleep in the night and still think about where Block C No 45 is. And suddenly, we hear a woman screaming beside our room, and there is a girl standing in front of a window. People try to tell her to get down from the window, because now we are in the 3rd floor, she tries to end her life by suicide and she holds a book in her hand. And when she looks at Ivan, she said, “This is a little piece of the heaven.” and then she jump from the window and she died by suicide. We call the police and identify the girl. She is a prisoner and police searched her for 5 days. It is already 06:32 and this is the sixth day, but we can’t find where Block C No 45. Because of this accident, we need more time to finish this case, but we take the book from that girl, The title is “History of Greenwich”, “It is so strange, right? Why she holds a book about history and then choose to die by suicide?” ask me to Ivan, “Don’t ask me, J. Let’s back to the hotel and read that book.” In the hotel, we try to analyze it for 5 hours. Finally, we get the information from that book, “J, look at this, twenty years ago, there are 6 blocks in Royal Streets, which is Block A until Block F. But in 2001, name of Block C is changed, and from 2001 people know Block C with name ‘Knife Palace Streets’.” From that statement, we search that street in our laptop, and we find it. “Tomorrow will be the seventh or the last day from that letter. We must find Iburof and ask everything about what the f*ck is happened. But, we need to rest first and, your arm will better tomorrow.” I tell Ivan and he agrees with me, and then we take a rest.
Wednesday 24th September 2016, it is the seventh days from Iburof send us the Letter, and today will be the last day, and we try to find Iburof and ask everything that already happened before she ends her life, and we got nothing if she do that. 06:32 A.M, we go to the Royal Streets Block C No 45, but now it is The Knife Palace Streets and we found it. We go to the house no 45 but it is so quiet, no people here, and in the house number 45 we try to find where she is. But the house is so strange, the front door is unlocked, and we open the door, we smell disgusting thing when we entered the house. We found a dead body in the floor, it is a male body with broken face, and there is a piece of paper in his uncompleted fingers and a knife stabbed in his bloody head. We try to read the letter, “This is the man who rap*d me. You are late, and there is a number in the knife.” September 25th 2014, and I put it down, and suddenly the sky changes become gloomy and the rain falls from the sky, “We must finish this case as soon as possible.” says Ivan, “Yeah, I will finish this soon.” I answer. We hear a little sound from the bedroom, and Ivan goes to that bedroom and checks it. Ivan try to find from where that sound is, he hears footsteps approaching him, but he can’t find it, and suddenly a girl stabbed Ivan from back with a long- pointed iron pipe until it reaches his stomach. Ivan stuck in the wall and he can’t move his body. The blood comes out from his stomach like water spilled into the floor, when he sees the girl face, Ivan shocked, “HELP!! JONATHAN, HELP ME!!!” Ivan yelled with blood out from his mouth, “Help you? MWAHAHAHAHA !!!!!, I am waiting for this moment, you piece of sh*t!!! I think you already met my sister minutes ago, right??, Yes, Diana!!! You know her, right?? I arrange this plan for 2 years, and you are right, you were my neighbor 4 years ago, and you like my sister, right? You try to get her, but she doesn’t like you, you depressed and on Saturday, September 25th 2014, you F*CKIN RAP* MY F*CKIN SISTER!!!! And you try to kill her!!! You think she died, and because you work at police office, the police said it is because an accident, but actually you try to kill her. But one thing you should know, my sister did not die, yet. She told me you rap*d her and tried to take her life. From that day, I have revenge with you, because my sister is EVERYTHING for me!!! I try to get work in this f*ckin’ police office and I got it. Well let me tell you something, I give you some clues but you didn’t realize that, first, remember when you invite me to drink coffee together? And I tell you to go home first, and I came late in the morning. And you know when you went back to home; I went to our office to put that “Letter” in my desk, so that is why I tell you to go first, MWAHAHAHAHA!!! That was the beginning of my astonishing plan. Second, remember when I call you and there was a dead body in front of my DOOR? Actually, my sister killed him and took the body there, and she put the letter in that body. But YOU!!!! You didn’t realize that, RIGHT? And then remember when we were in the minimarket??? And you crashed?? When I said to you I go to bathroom for awhile, actually I went to the parking lot and broke your brake, DUDE!!! And I act like I know nothing!!! And then remember when a girl jumped from the window in the hotel? Before we go to the hotel, I met her, and I said you will catch her if you meet her, and before that I ask my sister to kill her if she doesn’t hold the book, so that is why she was screaming in her room, and the last clue is, the knife on his head, look at the knife. It says September 25th 2014, on that day you f*ckin rap*d my sister. MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! You know it is simple clue, right, look at you, dying and waiting for your death time, and I know, why you are so friendly with me, because of my sister, RIGHT!!! And you now, the sender in the letter is Iburof, right? it means ‘Ivan BUrner RumanOFf’ F*CK, ARE YOU DUMB?!! You don’t even realize that, you DUMB F*CK!!! But now it is done, my sister will kill you with this knife. But let me ask you a question, do you like rain? I like rain, because when rain falls from the sky, you can only hear the sound of the rain, like the pain, and the sadness flow with this rain. I ever said to you, I hate everything about murdering, even sometimes I hate myself, and now I hate myself. But don’t worries, I already call the cops to take me into the jail, because I killed you. And now, your time is coming. Goodbye, ‘my friend’… “N-nn-nooo… p-please… s-s-spare me…” “Kill him”… and then she kill him…

Greenwich, Thursday 25th September 2016, it is rainy day, the rain falling from the sky and washed the streets. I only hear the sound of the rain with swinging tree ‘cause of the wind, the cold shivering into the body and from far away I can see the people running find the place for sheltering, thinking from my prison window, when we leave this world, can we leave like the rain? peace, you can’t hear the sadness, the pain and people see you as good thing.

last summer

Aku merasa aneh belakangan ini. Dia selalu saja menghantuiku. Tapi dia bukan hantu. Dia manusia, manusia yang seperti hantu untukku. Atau.. ahh lupakan saja!

Namaku Lindsey Anastasya, gadis berusia 21 tahun yang lahir di New York. Perlu diketahui bahwa aku sama sekali tidak memiliki keturunan ‘Bule’ sedikit pun. Hanya saja saat itu ayah dan ibuku sedang bekerja disana ketika aku lahir. Sekarang aku tinggal di Makassar bersama orangtuaku. Sudah 2 tahun kami di Makassar setelah bertahun-tahun kami tinggal di New York.

Ada sedikit yang mengganjal hatiku ketika akan pulang ke Makassar 2 tahun lalu. Begitu banyak yang aku tinggalkan di New York. Teman, sahabat, dan.. teman istimewa. Kenanganku disana sangat-sangat menyenangkan! Liburan musim panas terakhirku begitu berkesan. Bagaimana tidak? Teman istimewaku Zayn memberi kejutan yang luar biasa. Sebuah acara perpisahan ia siapkan khusus untukku. Garden Party yang diberi tema Last Summer For Lindsey. Kala itu senja menyingsing di Summer terakhirku. Meja-meja berhias kain berwarna putih tertata di atas rerumputan taman. Lampion bergantungan di setiap sudut bersama lampu-lampu kecil yang berkerlip. Aku terkesima melihat keindahannya di tengah senja Summer terakhirku. Namun, ada sesuatu yang aneh dari teman-teman yang datang. Mereka yang datang kompak mengenakan pakaian berwarna putih. Sedangkan, hanya Zayn dan aku yang mengenakan pakaian berwarna pink. Sebelumnya aku dipaksa oleh sahabatku Grace agar memakai pakaian pink. Tapi, bagaimana dengan Zayn? Tidakkah Zayn malu berpakaian pink?

“Zayn, don’t you shy to use pink shirt?” Tanyaku heran.
“No.” Jawabnya ringan.

Aku tertawa kecil melihatnya. Entah apa yang akan terjadi. Firasatku mengatakan bahwa akan ada sesuatu yang lebih spesial dari Zayn. Atau.. Ahh! Mungkin cuma firasatku saja. Alunan musik hip-hop mengajak semua yang ada di pesta untuk menggerakkan badan. Begitu pula denganku. Menari bersama menanti perpisahan di depan mata. Sedang asyik menari, Zayn menghampiriku. Ia menarik tanganku untuk ikut bersamanya menuju sebuah zona di tengah taman tempat pesta dirayakan. Love Zone yang dibuat dengan kelopak mawar merah yang membentuk hati. Zayn membawaku ke tengah-tengahnya. Sesaat, musik dan penerangan mati kecuali lampion. Woww! It’s a great moment! Zayn menggenggam tangan kananku lalu meletakkan tangan kiriku di pundaknya. Tiba-tiba alunan musik slow yang sangat romantis menyambut diriku dan Zayn untuk berdansa bersama. Sesekali aku menatap mata indahnya. Membuatku lupa bahwa aku akan meninggalkannya.

“Lindsey..” Bisik Zayn di telingaku.
“Yes?”
“You will leave me here, right?” Tanya Zayn.
“Yes, I am. But, are you never forget me?” Tanyaku balik.
“I think, I can’t remember to forget you. You always be mine and I am yours.”

Senyum manisku tersirat dengan jelas. Musik terus mengalun mengiringi dekapan Zayn padaku. Kupeluk erat lelaki tampan yang sedari tadi berdansa denganku. Menikmati setiap detik yang terasa begitu cepat berlalu. Sampai saat dimana sahabatku Grace menghampiriku membawa seikat bunga mawar merah. Pelukanku beralih pada Grace.

“I’ll miss you so much, Lindsey!” Ucap Grace seraya memberiku seikat mawar.
“Me too, Grace.”

Aku tidak suka ini! Air mataku berlinang menatap dua orang istimewa di hadapanku yang sesaat lagi akan kutinggalkan.

“Okay, ’cause this is our last time so.. Let’s have fun, baby!” Seruku menyeka air mata.

Setelah summer terakhirku di New York usai, aku kembali ke Indonesia. Aku menetap disini. Sayang sekali, setahun belakangan ini hatiku terasa galau. Bukan karena aku tidak pernah lagi bertemu dengan Zayn ataupun Grace. Terlebih karena aku mendapati Zayn dan Grace telah berpacaran setelah setahun kepergianku dari New York. Media sosial mereka berdua dipenuhi gambaran kebersamaan serta kemesraan mereka. Ditambah dengan kata-kata romantis yang setiap saat mereka posting bersamaan. Jelaslah aku marah kepada mereka berdua. Aku sempat mengirimi Zayn dan Grace pesan yang menyatakan kekecewaan dan kemarahanku. Tapi, tak pernah ada respon dari mereka. Itulah yang sampai sekarang membuatku dihantui oleh bayang-bayang Zayn. Aku tidak terima diperlakukan seperti itu. Aku tidak suka diikhianati, apalagi oleh sahabaatku sendiri yang jelas sudah mengetahui tentang isi hatiku. Aku juga tak habis pikir, untuk apa Garden Party yang mereka buat untukku? Bukankah seharusnya itu adalah ungkapan kecintaan mereka padaku? Entahlah. Yang pastinya, saat itu aku merasa senang. Dan sekarang? Summer terakhirku yang menyenangkan berubah menjadi Summer penuh kebohongan.

bimbimbab bulgogi

“Cincah!, njang! salamdeul-eun wae eojjaessdeun e naleul ttaleula ida?! ttohan sonsil, yeogi seong su issseubnida! jenjang jenjang! salamdeul-eun wae eojjaessdeun e naleul ttaleula ida?!,” hardiknya kepada dirinya sendiri sembari ia bersembunyi di balik restoran itu. sial! Kenapa itu orang mengikuti gue terus, sih?! Rugi juga, gue dapat nama marga di sini! Sial! sial! Kenapa itu orang mengikuti gue terus, sih?!
Ia pun menolehkan kepalanya ke arah belakang seraya merasakan sesuatu yang tengah menyentuhnya. Dengan cepat, ia terlonjak dari jongkoknya. Lalu, menatap wanita yang ada di depannya.
“Miane!,” kata Arka dengan membungkukkan badannya.
“I am sorry, I dont be able wear Korea language. Can you speak english?,” tanya perempuan itu.
“Oh.. Yes, I can speak English. I think you dont authentic inhabitant Korea, right?”
“Yes, I am from Indonesia.”
“Are you, really?”
“Yes. I really. Why you shock to hear that?”
“Because I same with you. I am from Indonesia.”
“Maaf, saya tidah tahu kalau kamu dari Indonesia.”
“Hehehe. Iya.”

Dengan cepat, Arka mendorong gadis itu untuk lebih masuk ke dalam restoran. Kemudian, menjongkak dan bersembunyi di bawah meja saat Arka melihat orang yang tengah mengejarnya.
“Kenapa kamu bersembunyi.”
“I think, he is lion.”
“Apa? Singa?,” tanya gadis itu.
“We? Oh.. I am sorry. I think, it’s delusion.”
“Can I help you?,” tanyanya dengan menarik tangan Arka untuk duduk di atas kursi. Lalu, memanggil pelayan untuk membawakan makanan hidangan.
“Aigoo! I Miss it,” ucap Arka saat makanannya telah datang kepdanya.
“You never eat that?”
“Yes! I just eat bread and modern food in this country.”
“Hahahahaha. What you athentic Indonesian people. Why you speak English if you be able Indonesia language?”
“I am just little for it. Because my aunt from Indonesia. She’s lives in Indonesia. And My father from New York. I was born in New York. My Mom from Korea. I am more then live in New York. Around seventy years. And, I live in Indonesia, just two years for study culture and control my business. Then, I lives in Korea ten years,” kata Arka menjelaskan.
“Oh…”
“What’s your name?”
“My name, Felly Anggi Wiraatmaja.”
“I am have name Arkana Aditya. Because this is Korea. My name, Lee Young Pal.”
“Lee Young Pal,” gumam Felly mengulang.
“Why you case race with person some time a go?”
“Because, he is need me for lead meeting with client.”
“And, you hidden in here?”
“Yes! Because, I don’t like them is behavior.”
“Why?”
“I must found wife. I think now not period Joseon!,” kata Arka menjelaskan dengan tetap memakan Bimbimbapnya.
Felly hanya bisa tersenyum melihat laki-laki yang ada di depannya. Arka makan begitu lahap. Ia sangat menikmati makanan itu. Sampai-sampai, banyak orang yanag melihat Arka layaknya orang yang kelaparan.

“Miss Felly, thank you for food. We are very like you Bulgogi.”
“Oh, yes. I happy to hear that. But, you be able come back in here. I will lunching new food.”
“Cincah?!,” sentak Arka saat ia mendengarkan percakapan Felly.
“Yes, I think this.”
“Ibwa! yeogi dasi ol su issseubnida! Aracchi?,” ucap Arka semangat dengan mengacungkan sepasang sumpitnya. Hey! Kalian, bisa kembali ke sini! Mengerti??!
“Neeee!,” jawab anak-anak sekolah itu secara bersamaan.
Felly tak dapat melakukan apapun saat ia melihat binar semangat di mata Arka. Laki-laki itu, telah menyita perhatian Felly. Bagaimana tidak? Pemilik restoran dengan bisnis yang ada dimana-mana dan tidak pernah tertarik dengan seorang laki-laki, kini dapat memandang laki-laki dengan durasi waktu yang cukup lama.
“Ahjumma! I must go to in office. My father will angry if know I in here. Ah cam! Thank you for bimbimbap! Bye!”
“Bye!,” jawab Felly lembut.”
“Oh Ahjumma! I forget something. Can yo come in my garden party? Tomorrow! I wait you! Hmmmm or I coming in your home?,” saat ia ada di ujung pintu.
“No, no, no. I will coming. Don’t worry okay?”
“Ahhhh! So good! Okay, I will go come back! Bye!,” kata Arka dengan meninggalkan dompetnya.
“Arka! Your wallet jesus in here!,” katanya melemah saat Arka mulai menjauh pergi.

Felly hanya bisa menatap dompet itu. Ia tak berani membukanya. Awalnya, ia ingin membatalkan janjinya untuk datang ke pesta tamn itu. Mungkin, ia dapat menemukan nomor telepon atau kartu nama di dalam dompet itu. Tapi ternyata, ia hanya bisa memandanginya.
“Nona, kenapa anda tidak tidur? Bukankah, besok anda akan ada pemotretan?,” tanya pelayan Felly saat melihat Felly tertunduk serius menatap sebuah dompet.
“Batalkan semua jadwalku besok. Aku akan ada acara!”
“Tapi…”
“Bilang juga kepada manager untuk pengaturan awal pemotretanku!,” kata Felly dengan meninggalkan pelayannya.
Sejenak, pelayannya merasa keheranan. Bagaimana tidak? Majikannya adalah robot yang tidak dapat dihentikan saat bekerja. Selama apapun ia sakit, pikirannya selalu bekerja, bekerja dan bekerja.Tapi, semuanya berubah setelah mentap dompet itu.
“Yoboseo?!,” tanya Felly ari seberang telfon. Mengingat, tidak ada nama di telepon itu.
“Hay Miss Felly. I think, I must call you. Sorry, I disturb in your night.”
“Oh… Mr. Arka. It’s nothing. By the way? What happen you call me in the night?”
“I am just announcement for you. About may address. So, I scared you dazed.”
“So?”
“So, I will send my address via massage. Bye and wait for five minute!,” pinta Arka.
Felly pun bangun dari tidurnya. Sejenak, ia bergumam dalam hati mengenai laki-laki itu. Ia merasa, aneh. Pada jam malam seperti ini, kenapa ia tidak tidur?
“Gwangnam?,” gumam Felly saat ia telah membuka SMS dari Arka.
“Bukankah ini dekat dari sini?!,” batin Felly.
Gwangnam adalah salah satu kota yang hanya terdiri dari orang-orang elit. Ibarat Indonesia, Gwangnam adalah Jakarta.

“Hey!,” sapa Arka kepada Felly saat Felly telah sampai di pesta itu. Begitu megah pestanya. Dengan gaun merah yang penuh dengan permata serta andal tinggil hitam yang begitu elegan membuat dirinya terlihat begitu cantik.
“You are beautiful!,” ucap Arka.
“Thank you!,” jawab Felly dengan senyumannya.
Tanpa Felly sangka, Arka menggandeng tangannya untuk berjalan menuju ke arah teman-temannya. Kemudian memperkenalkan Felly kepada teman-temannya. Bahkan, Felly tersentak saat ada salah atu dari mereka adalah orang Indonesia asli. No blasteran.
“Felly! I think, we must go leave this place.”
“Why? This is your party, Arka.”
“I think, I miss your bimbimbap.”
“What? You miss aa food?”
“Yes! Please! I am promise pay for you.”
“No, no, no. Do it’s not problem. Okay, let’s go in my resturant.”
“Yes!!! Thank you very much!”
“You are welcome!”

Merekap un pergi bersama menuju restaurant Felly. Sesampainya di sana, Felly memaasakkan makanan kesukaan Arka dengan kerasinya yang baru. Kemudian, menghidangkannya untuk Arka yang tengah menunggu di meja makan.
“Ahhhhh! Matta!,” ucap Arka dalam bahasa Korea.
“You are my remamber about something!”
“What it is? Tell me now!”
“About, someone.”
“Who is this?”
“He is the former my lover. People, what really I love. I have never can forget him. Until now, I still often remembered with him. He have said at me, if he will find I though we have disjointed. As far as any of our distance. But, altogether vanish. I have a long wait him. He really the no. Each, every night, I always longing him. You know, your is same voice precisely with its property”
“Bagamaina jika orang itu telah ada di depanmu?,” tanya Arka dengan membuka kacamatanya.
Felly hanya bisa menutup mulut dan hidungnya. Ia tidak pernah menyangka kalau orang yang selama ini ia tunggu telah ada di dekatnya.
“Awwwww!!!! Sakit!,” desis Arka saat taparan mendarat di pipinya.
“Kenapa kau tidak jujur kepadaku, hah? Kenapa kau hars bersembunyi dariku, Arka?!!!”
“Felly! Aku mengerti bagaimana perasaanmu. Aku, juga faham bagaimana rasanya.Tapi, aku melakukan ini karena sebuah ketakutan yang tidak pernah bisa aku tepis saat aku harus menatap matamu. Maaf, karena telah membuat kamu menunggu terlalu lama.”
Apa kau pikir aku senang dengan caramu?!!! Arka, aku bukanlah gadis yang hanya bisa melihat di sisi finansialmu. Aku…” katanya terputus saat ia merasa tenggorokannya tercekat.
“Kenapa kau berhenti berbicara.”
“Aku membencimu!,” kata Felly dengan air mata yang mulai turun begitu deras dari kelopak matanya.
“Kau memnag pantas membenciku. Tapi satu hal yang harus kau tahu. Aku tidak pernah mengingkari janjiku untuk datang kembali padamu! Karena kau tahu, Arkana Aditya milikmu tidak akan pernah berubah meski dunia merubahnya. Aku akan tetap sama seperti dulu. Sama seperti Arka yang pernah kau cintai. Begitupula dengan rasaku. Semuanya, masih utuh Felly!”
Felly hanya terdiam dengan tetesan air mata yang terus menerus. Ia tak mampu menatap mata seseorang yang selalu ia rindukan. Sehingga, kediamannya telah membawa kedua lengan Arka untuk melingkup dan mendekap tubuh Felly di malam itu. Malam yang dingin tapi indah.

Lama mereka dalam posisi itu, hingga akhirnya mereka terlepas dari pelukan itu dengan sentuhan akhir. Yaitu, menikmati bimbimbab bulgogi kreasi Felly. Perpaduan dua sejarah dalam satu masakan yang sama.

Kota Jeonju di Jeolla Utara adalah kota asal variasi bibimbap daerah yang paling terkenal di Korea yang dinamakan “Jeonju Bibimbap”. Terdapat beberapa teori mengenai asal usul bibimbab, salah satunya ada yang mengatakan bahwa makanan ini dibuat dari sesaji yang dipersembahkan kepada arwah leluhur. Sehabis melaksanakan jesa, orang-orang saling berbagi makanan sesaji dan mencampurkannya dalam mangkuk. Ada pula makanan sejenis yang dinamakan heotjesabap atau “makanan sehabis jesa”.
Bercampur dengan bumbu bulgogi. Yaitu, campuran kecap asin dan gula ditambah rempah lain bergantung pada resep dan daerah di Korea. Sebelum dimakan, daun selada digunakan untuk membungkus bulgogi bersama kimchi, bawang putih, atau bumbu penyedap lain. Di Jepang, makanan yang sejenis disebut Yakiniku. Dibandingkan dengan Yakiniku, bumbu daging untuk bulgogi dibuat lebih manis. Air pada bumbu cukup banyak sehingga daging tidak dipanggang di atas plat besi (teppan), melainkan di atas panci datar.Terasa begitu nikmat. Senikmat rasa mereka dengan persatuan rindu dan cinta.

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the aristocrat

“GAAAHHH!!! I’M SO BORED!!!” Ryan shouted, while rested his head at his table.
“Umm… Do you want to eat something?” Ryan older brother, Evan asked.
“No…” Ryan said.
“Oh… If you need something, call me. I’ll do the house chores,” Evan said, leaving Ryan room.

“Maybe I should go dating with Relyna!” Ryan said, picking his jacket.

Timeskip, to the White Household
“Sorry, Ryan… But… there was here,” Ryan girlfriend, Relyna said.
“Okay… I’ll leave then…” Ryan said, walking away from Relyna house.

Timeskip, at the road
Ryan was confused what to do now. In the house, he was very bored, want to go on a date, his girlfriend has a guest.
“Maybe I should go home,” Ryan said. That’s when he saw something.

Ryan approaching the interesting thing.
“A pocket watch?! This is… Just like aristocrat has long ago!!” Ryan said, then take it home.

22.00 pm
Still looking at the golden pocket watch, Ryan smiled.
“There’s a Welsh language at this pocket watch. That means this pocket watch must be belongs to a Welsh aristocrat…” Ryan said, covered himself in Northern Ireland flag blanket, and fell asleep.

—

“Wake up!! Wake up, YOU IMMATURE BRAT!!” someone shouted, with a Welsh accent.
Ryan rubbing his eyes, when he looked who wake him up, he shouted.
“HELP MEEEEEE!!!” Ryan shouted, as a scary ghost walk to him.
“No one will help you… Give back that thing you stole from me…” He said, with a Welsh accent.
“What thing?! I don’t even know who are you!!!” Ryan starts to cry.
“I’m Hayden Driscoll, the aristocrat who died in war. I lost my pocket watch, I know that you were the one who stole it… GIVE IT BACK!!!” Hayden shouted, stabbed Ryan in the heart.

The morning, there was a little boy stabbed in the heart. His older brother said he was fall asleep when his younger brother stabbed in the heart. The police believe him, and do the investigate until now, but the killer was never appear.

orchid

It was a middle of August, a sunny day and the wind blew slowly, give a brand new day to Kamila. The day was her first semester in University. She studied in Surakarta State University and took English Literature as her major. She lived in dormitory with her roommate also classmate, Ayumi. On the other hands, Kamila was an independent girl, because her parents so idealist. She studied in Single Sex School since she started her first study in Elementary School. It made her social relationship is so less, she never talked with a boy until she was seventeen. Her parents never permit her to hang out with her friends, she only stayed at home after school, didnt go anywhere. Everything that happened to her was changed when she entered to study in University.

“Mila, look at the boy who wear blue jeans and wear glasses, he is so cool, isnt he?” said Ayumi so excited.
“I dont know.”
“What!!! Dont you ever meet a boy before? How could you dont know that he is handsome? Every girl in this class knows that he was the best, but you? OMG, Mila, wheres the world that you have been living? Huh?.”
“What do you mean?” asked Kamila with innocence face.
“Ah forget it, it doesnt matter.”

After a few moments, there is a boy approached Kamila, he wanted to talk with her, but as soon as possible she move from his chair.
“Whats the matter? I only want to know your name, and become friend with you, but how could you be so arrogant, treat me like Im a bad guy!” said Sam with a loud voice.
“Dont disturb my friend!!!” said Ayumi.
“Oh, thats your friend? Haha, tell her, she is like an alien, so fuddy-duddy!” said Sam with an evil face.
“Whos the hell do you think you are, shut up your mouth!” said Ayumi while hit Sam with her bag.
“Ouwww, what the..!!!”
After hit by Ayumi, Sam moved her chair into back seat.

The lesson started and will finish at 14.20 oclock.
Day after day, Kamila became usual with her daily activity in her campus and her dormitory. She enjoyed her life and finished her first semester with a great score.

One day on January, in her second semester, there is a boy named Alan sent her a message to ask about group assignment. First she felt adore because Alan was very polite to her. It appeared on his word style when he typed a message. Even she didnt know which one Alan is in the class, but she was fall in love with him before she knew him. After that moment, Kamila always thought about Alan. Its hard for her to know him, because she was very quiet in the class, the only friend that she had is Ayumi. One day, she decided to ask Ayumi, who Alan is and which one of her boyfriends who had name Alan.

“Yumi, do you know the boy who has name Alan?” asked Kamila slowly.
“Alan? Hmmm, let me refresh my memory, tututut, searching for Alan.” said Ayumi with putting her hands on her head is like someone who has telepathy power.
“Im serious, Yumi. No kidding me, please”.
“Haha, Im sorry, Mila. But, its like a miracle for Kamila Orchidae to ask me something useless like that. Kamila that I know is someone who always focuses on her study, and she has no time to think about a boy. Are you sick?” said Ayumi tempted her.
“You know me so well, Yumi, but I need to know this.”
“Yeah, I think that you are serious at this time, tomorrow I will show who he is.”
“Pinkie swears.”
“Okay, darl.”

The next day, Ayumi showed her who Alan is. It was true like what she imagined was. Alan looked so cool, he was tall, and has a cute smile even if he only quiet. After that moment, Kamila feel deeper in love with him and for the first time she decided to be closer with someone. Actually it was hard for her to communicate with a boy, because she never. She tried so hard to make Alan pay attention to her. Kamila became so friendly and she was so cheerful in her second semester because she felt more alive by loving Alan.

One day in the middle of March, something bad happen to her. She stalked on Alans social media, and by stalking she know that Alan has a girlfriend. For the first time, she felt broken, didn’t want to keep alive.
“Yumi, whats it? I feel so empty, I cant feel anything. Am I still alive” asked Kamila with flat expression.
“No, you die yesterday when you know the truth if Alan has a girlfriend. Is that you want I answer?”
“Yumi, Im sad, why dont you make me feel better.”
“Because, Im your best friend, I dont want to see you live like this.”
“So, what I have to do, Yumi, you know that I feel like I was hit by shooting star!”
“He only has a girlfriend, theres any possibility to make theyre apart.” said Ayumi with holding Kamilas shoulders.
“What do you mean, Yumi? You want me to break their relationship! It was so cruel!”
“No!!! I mean you still have a chance, because they dont get married yet, so there is a possibility for them to break up.”
“Oh, are you sure with that, Yumi?”
“Trust me and I will help you to be close with him.”
“Yumi. You are the best that I ever had.” said Kamila with hugging Ayumi.
“I know.”

Ayumi always supported her to go forward. Kamila who didnt know who true love is, tried hard again to make Alan love her. Without her knowing, Alans girlfriend knew her effort and noticed her to keep away from Alan. Kamila was ignored with her notice and he kept moving forward for Alan.
Whenever Kamila wanted to give up, Ayumi always support her. Kamila always listened up to her suggest without any refusal, because only Ayumi, the one who always stayed beside her. Kamila tried again and again until one day she heard that Alan broke up with her girlfriend. First she heard that she thought it was her turn to stand beside Alan, but actually a few months later Alan was in relationship her best friend Ayumi. Kamila was speechless with that, and she felt so hurt more than before. Ayumi tried to explain to her.

“Mila, Im so sorry, it is out of my control, I try to make him close to you, but…”
“Just leave me alone at this room.”
“Dont hate me, Mila. I cant hide my feeling. I try to make him close to you for sixth months and I feel comfort with him, so do him.”
“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”
On that day, there is no one who knew Kamilas anger included Ayumi. She was only silence in the class and her dormitory. It happened for a few months. She felt so alone, didn’t has someone to be trusted. She seemed still alive but her soul was gone, she couldnt feel anything.

One day, she called her mother in Jakarta and told everything, she said that she didnt have a spirit to continue her life and her study. Her mother only said slowly, “Do you know why we give you name Kamila Orchidea? Because you are our orchid, and you are not as easy as that to be fallen, because take a very long process to see the beauty of an orchid, dear, its your turn, its your process”.
After she called her mother, Kamila realized that she has to start her new life, she become friend again with Ayumi.
“Yumi, forgive all of my mistakes, Im sorry Im so cruel with you. Im sorry for breaking up our friendship”
“No, its not your mistake, Mila. This is all my mistakes. I shouldnt have a special feeling to Alan. I should have to press my feeling. I know you love him more than you love yourself. I should have known it, Mila. Im so sorry.”
“It doesnt matter now, Yumi. The most important is our friendship, I want you to be my best friend anymore, I need you. You are the one who know me so well. I think its not fair if I break up our friendship only because a little things, I mean something is not important like this.”
“Mila, I couldnt say anything. Dont you know Im shy to look my face in the mirror every time? I always feel sorry by doing this to you.”
“Its Okay, Yumi. Forget it and lets brand new day. Brand our fourth semester in the University.
“Thanks a lot, Mila.”

Ayumi was surprised because for the first time, Kamila ask her and want to talk with her. She was so happy and after that day, Ayumi told to Kamila that she was broke up with Alan and now she was in relationship with anyone else. After that event, Kamila studied hard to finish her study and got her title as Bachelor of Art before time that was decided.

In the other hands, Kamila still loved Alan so much, although she knew the consequent of that. The consequent is to be unwanted and always kept her love in the deep of heart. She kept it until she graduated from her school.
“Congratulations, Mila. Now, I have to call you, Senior Kamila Orchidae.”
“Thanks, Yumi. Now, you also have to be senior like me as soon as possible.” said Kamila with laughing.
“Oh, maybe it is only in my dream to finish my study earlier, I feel so tired.”
“Dont talk like that,Yumi. Ill always support you.”
“Yeah, I know it.” said Ayumi with hugging Kamila.
“Oh, by the way, Mila, may I ask you something?”
“Whats it?”
“Still you love Alan, Mila?”
“As you know.” said Kamila with smiling.
“But, why do you forgive my mistake a long time ago? You know that its a big mistake.”
“Loving someone is not a mistake, Yumi. The mistake is when we force our feeling to someone who doesnt want making a relationship with us.”
“Dont you hate me, Mila at that time?”
“Do you want me answer it honestly?”
“Yes, I have already to hear the truth. Please, tell me.”
“It is impossible if I dont hate you, Yumi. I hate you so bad, but I miss you so bad. I love you as my best friend, and my love for you is same with my love for Alan. I dont want to lose both of you. Its why I decide to keep my love for Alan in the deep of my heart, and come to you anymore.”
“Mila.” said Ayumi slowly with crying and hugging Kamila.
“How could you become so great, Mila, how could you have mind like that.”
“Because my mom tell me why my name is Kamila Orchidae.”
“And why it is?”
“In Arabic name Kamila means Perfect, and Orchidae is Latin name means Orchid. The full name of my name means A Perfect Orchid.”
“Still I dont get it, Mila.”
“An Orchid is a symbol of love and struggle. An orchid needs a long process to be blossom. It same with me, to forgive you and accept my destiny needs a long process. I ever want to kill myself, I ever want to drop out from campus, and I ever want to kill everyone around me. Its my difficult period, Yumi, I grateful I can face it and become like this now. In the other hands, an orchid needs other plants to live but it doesnt disturb other plants living, just like me and I need you to live, Yumi. More than you need me.”
“Oh, Mila, Im speechless. Its truly right, youre a perfect orchid.”
“Thank you for coming into my life, Yumi.”
“My pleasure, Mila.”

After she got her title as a Bachelor of Art, she worked as a translator in Jakarta Enterprise and married with her partner, named Ahza. She lived happily in UK, and she make her first love to Alan is everlasting on her written. Nowadays, the novel “Behind the story of Alan Poe” is well known. The novel had been translated in 30 languages and is read by people around the world. A Producer of many famous movies interested to make the movie of Alan Poe. After his name became popular, Alan recently has known that there was a girl who loved her so much. Alan wanted to meet her and say thank to her, but Kamila only said that “Thanks for give me a chance to love you even you dont know me. You teach me many things even you didnt realize it, I love you but I shouldnt stay beside you only to prove that I love you”.