
Rico drove me to the station after work, so it was expected that I would arrive in Solo in the morning.
The activity to my two moving hands trying to open the helmet hook from earlier did not get results.
"This is why it's so hard to escape," muttered me who had come down from the back motorcycle seat, standing next to Rico.
"Why?" sahut Rico looked at me.
"It can't escape." I said annoyed.
Rico got off the bike, his hands stretched out to take over to help me take off the helmet hook. Long enough, it pissed me off. Then I turned my eyes to look my head in front.
With such a close distance it made me pause to observe Rico in focus. I was stunned to see a face that looked so serious, presenting something strange to me.
"Already, now can be removed his helmet," he said as if jerking me from daydreams.
But when the look in his eyes looked at me, we were both glued to each other. It felt like there was something I wanted to say, but what?
"Helm?" chirp Rico who again jerked me, with a wave I took off the helmet from the head and thrust at him.
I cleared my throat and said, "My A— is leaving."
Rico seemed to stumble into a smile with his head nodding. "Call me when you get there, and when you get back. I tried to pick you up" he said, rattling my hair.
I nodded stiffly without answering his words, whereas in my heart I voiced the word, definitely. But the word seemed to be swallowed for no apparent reason.
Rico seemed to be furrowing his eyebrows, maybe looking at me strangely. Until I said, "Ka—then I'm leaving."
After saying that I turned my body in a fast motion, but really in love accidentally my feet tripped on a stone. Luckily there were two arms holding back, coiled around my stomach.
"You're okay, right?"
Immediately I shook my head. "My eyes are covered in shoes, so don't see that big stone there," I said pointing to a stone not far from me.
Sontak Rico laughed loudly at my words just now. Back again the pounding on my chest did not subside because I saw his last laugh. Immediately my hand was raised pulling the glass of his helmet to cover his face.
"Whispering know not!" I said, because we are now the center of attention of people around.
Rico ruffled my hair again. "There come in, less than ten minutes," he reminded.
My mouth was open but I didn't make a sound, I should have turned around and headed inside. But why do I feel reluctant, and want to linger standing here.
Immediately I shook my head, shook my head just now and smiled at Rico. "I'm leaving," I said.
Rico nodded and said, "Be careful on the road."
I nodded and forced my feet to move into the station without looking back, I knew Rico had not yet moved from his place because of my few steps away I could not hear the sound of his motorbike.
I sighed as I got a seat corresponding to my ticket number. Before long the train began to walk slowly through the track until it finally went fast.
The depth of the night is visible from behind the window, on the phone that I was holding time has shown ten o'clock at night, still a few hours more time that I took to reach the destination.
But there was a sudden unrest, filling my chest cavity. And I can only believe that this is the feeling of someone who can't wait to meet loved ones.
To be Continue