When Teacher Meets Pilot 2
Jeda

"To want this pastel pink, I love this one anyway!" tiara insisted on Yudhi who was looking for materials for bridal clothes. This time the color choice became their fuss.

"It's not that I'm Ra, ga manly, ga masculine, this one is, there's girly there's manly too." Yundhi while showing another color unknown to the pilot.

"You know what color that is?"

"No."

"No, the name of the color you don't know."

The designers who accompanied them in search of the material could only shake their heads at the endless debate for nearly two hours. He has tried to mediate on both of them to choose the common colors used by other brides. But Tiara wants to choose her favorite color, visit Yundhi who does not want to lose.

"Beautiful mom, handsome mas, we choose this one, later the bride dress I modified with additional sequins and ___"

"No." Tiara's breaking up is still stubborn. "For the business of wedding dress there is a manly-girly term dong, what color must be legitimate." he continued.

***

Yundhi recalled those times, where she and Tiara had always been in a debate if they were taking care of their wedding plans. Even small things should be a difficult debate to stop. But it was Yundhah who gave up more, than had to hear Tiara delay their plans again.

"Den, this is really the address, if it's not the wrong house, right?"

Yundhi regained his senses by hearing the voice of the mang Jay who was now driving him to Sahrul's house. The view is directed at the modern minimalist style house in the corner. The last time he went there when he was 15 years old, now the shape of the house has changed.

"Take a Mang." Yundhi immediately got off the car entering Sahrul's courtyard.

Simply twice pressing the bell, the homeowner has moved to open the door.

"Who's looking?" ask someone who Yundhi estimates is Sahrul's domestic assistant.

"Om Sahrul is there?"

"Oh there, let's go in!"

Yundhi immediately sat on the living room sofa without any interest in seeing the atmosphere of the house, because indeed the purpose there was to ask about Tiara, not to the home of people.

"You just came?" sahrul's voice suddenly emerged from behind a barrier made of bamboo. He would not be surprised because he knew sooner or later Yundhi would definitely meet him.

"I guess without needing to explain, Om already knows my purpose here."

"Where have you been looking?"

"Do I need to tell you about all my efforts to get Tiara?"

"It's also necessary, you look like you're getting stuck out of your current appearance."

"So, can you tell me where Tiara is now?" yundhi said expectantly Sahrul broke his deadlock.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath.

"Om also surprised Tiara is now becoming important to some people."

"meaning?"

"Tiara decided to resign over the phone, even though she had previously made sure she would not quit school after her research was completed."

Yundhi's face was still filled with question marks during Sahrul's story.

What else, research? What research?

"Initially he even hesitated to join the mission or not because he was in preparation for the wedding, he said. But two days after her father died, she called him on the spot, ahead of time. He said he couldn't be sure how long the research would take, and asked to resign at that time."

"What research? Where is tiara now?"

"Lho, Tiara hasn't told you?"

Yundhi did not answer.

"He said he wanted to find the right time to talk to you with his father, but it seems Tiara has not had the same story as his late father. It's also not very clear about his research, which is clearly government-initiated."

"We haven't met since Adib died" he said weakly.

"Hm, it's worth the message that, you're in trouble."

"Message?"

Sahrul felt his pants pocket, and picked up a small object tucked in there.

"It's been made in the form of mp3, you are horrified yourself."

"This?" Yundhi receives a flash from Sahlrul.

"That's Tiara's message to you, last he called, he asked me to record his voice. But after calling that number again, it was someone else's number."

Yundhi's hand felt limp holding the thing in his grasp. Instantly comes fear if the content of the message is something that he does not want to hear.

"Please, tell me where Tiara is now!"

"Sorry, you can't."

"If so I will stay here, if necessary, until I tell you."

"Ga maybe you should know."

"Please if you want to stay, then prepare the room." Sahrul gave a pause, before continuing, "Mending now you listen to the recording first, om sure you can determine the step after that."

Yundhi stood up, before he came to the door and turned around.

"I'll be back and I'm sure you know where Tiara is, he'll ask you to tell me. Excuse me."

***

"Mba Rara, here's today's research report."

"Hm, put it there Ajeng!" Tiara pointed at the bed with her chin.

"Haduuuh that again. Ga bosen what glares at the photo is mulu."

"I miss Jeng, don't bother!"

"Yes, if you miss the cake, send a cake message, video call, in addition to seeing the photo, if there is no other way. This is what time mba, still look at the photo doang, every day anyway, mba severe."

"Whatever, by the way you won't understand. There's another job!"

"In a place as small as this we can also wifi-an mba, still strong mantangin the photo?"

"Let's die ya ngomelin old man, here your head to be aware." Tiara took the report paper that Ajeng had brought and rolled it up.

"Uwaaaaaaaa, a raging tiger, kaboooooooor!" A little boy ran towards the door.

Before leaving the room, Ajeng returned to Tiara who was still busy staring at the photo of Yundhi on her laptop screen. While at Loca, Ajeng becomes Tiara's roommate. Although the scope of research is different, Ajeng must submit the results he can because Tiara acts as chairman.

"You're taking medicine, aren't you?"

"Hm, it's Jeng."

"Later tonight there's a citizen's thanksgiving ceremony yesterday, we're all invited."

Tiara was silent for a moment, the wedding, "Okay, we'll come later," she replied in the most normal tone possible. A speck of his heart pinched upon hearing that word.

***

Yundhi arrived home on the evening. He was in a hurry after getting out of the car. Opening the door of the house with one blow, making the other residents turn to him.

The image that was sitting in the living room immediately stood up to welcome Yundhi. Seeing Yundhi in a hurry, he immediately made a sound.

"Yundhi eats du___"

"Yundhi is busy ma, no one can disturb, no knock on the door, no one can enter Yundhi's room, do not call, later Yundhi down by himself," he said with a breath, in the middle of the stairs to the room.

Immediately Citra silenced.

Hans was indifferent and faithful to reading the newspaper.

Ranti also did not comment and remained facing the tv screen.

They get used to Yundhi's introverted attitude after staying in Tiara. The image, which was initially angry, began to soften after Yundhi received a warning letter from the airline where he worked. They had already reminded Yundhi to stop for a moment looking for Tiara and return to duty. But that was how Yundhi, his guilt got rid of his thinking logic and still insisted on looking for Tiara and shirking the task. It had now been almost three weeks since Tiara left, and they had gotten used to Yundhi's changing attitude.

"Why else would that kid?"

***

Hi, sorry for not informing you. If you've heard of father, I apologize on his behalf, if ever make you angry and offended." Yundhi held her breath as Tiara's voice sounded clear.

"I'm not sick, it's just that I don't know how I feel, and, and how you feel right now. You and your past. I see you guys, he deserves it, you and him look good. She's beautiful, I'm a girl envious of her beauty." tightly hugging her sleeping pillow, "You're the prettiest Ra, there's nothing more than you."

" I was going to get you out of your way, get you out of your promises, out of your promise to dad, but there's something in my heart that I'm not willing to do and keep whispering you're mine. Only mine. I don't want to let go of what's mine. I'm an only child, never share with anyone, what's in my hand is all mine, absolute. I'm selfish, right?"

"No, it must be, I am yours, and you are mine, no one will let go of each other, my promise still stands," Yundhi said, hoping Tiara would hear it too.

I don't want to be this, be a coward, run from you. Childish. But the photo came again, ah your photo. I've tried not to get angry, we haven't bonded, and you can still make a choice. I'm right, aren't I? And dad's departure at the same time, as well as the surprise he gave, got me a little messed up. I think this is the best. I wanted to calm down, because seeing you would make our relationship bad.

"How do I want to? How can I calm down while my calm is you by my side."

I want us to pause for a second. How-how long? I don't know. I want to heal this little wound.Yundhi.

"Don't Ra, I'm sick too, no pause, this is enough, not much longer!" he whined with tears that began to fall. Yundhi curled up on her bed.

I have a few questions, you can think about the answer from now on.

Do I mean to you? Am I still in my position as your future? Is it during our pause that I may feel that you are still mine?

Yundhi, I love you, very much. If you love me too, as long as I don't exist, live well. Don't burden yourself, don't look for me, doesn't mean I'm asking you to forget me. I just want to make peace, accept what happened.

When I meet you later, I want to hear a good story about you, and that is, if you still want to wait. When we meet again later, if you change your mind back to your past, please ignore me, but if you choose me and stick around, you can come to me.

Yundhi clasped tightly onto the fd he had pulled from the macbook containing Tiara's voice recording. Her tears are still shed. He missed Tiara. Tiara's voice alone was not enough to satisfy his body's desire to touch Tiara.

"Let's do it, no matter how long you want, I'll make sure it stays and we'll get back together" he muttered on the sidelines crying.