That memory is still fresh in my mind. To this day, I still don’t know the reason for their separation that led to dad’s departure. I don’t know who is at fault.
For several years, mama never told me the reason. While that was going on, the only thing on my mind was that dad left us because he didn’t want us anymore, he don't love us anymore.
That's all, when you leave the person, it means you don't love them anymore. I don't even know if I'm mad at him. I don’t know because for me, his only fault was that he left us.
I must have watched the dark ocean for about half an hour. Only the sound of the waves makes noise.
It would be nice if I brought my notebook. It is good to write poetry when the environment is so quiet and peaceful.
I was surprised when suddenly someone sat near me. I was not even aware of his approach.
"Arki?" I surprisely call him. It's too dark so I can't see his face very well but based on his posture, it's Arki. And also, the smell of him. In a short time, I immediately memorized the smell of him. The smell of him. What kind of perfume does he use? It looks expensive.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him when he didn't answered me.
"Coffee?" I was surprised when he offered me coffee. He was carrying something.
I shook. "I don't drink coffee. My stomach hurts when I drink coffee," I told him.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know," he said.
I smiled because he looked like he was panicking. "It's okay. I'll let you know, won't it?" I smiled even more when I could clearly see that he was carrying two cups. Looks like for two really, huh?
I don't want to assume but ... is that really for me? "Are you a stalker?" I asked shamelessly.
He chuckled. Now, I regret asking that freaking quesion. The thickness of your face, Alba.
"You think so?" he asked.
I nodded. I'm just upset, why don't I continue? "It looks like you're a stalker because it looks like you're following me all the way here. And there's more coffee, huh?" I shamelessly promised him.
If only Kia was here, I would have been hit because of the tremor. I will be praised by her for what I am saying today.
Because of the moonlight I could see his smile.
"You know what, I don't have time for you," I told him directly.
This tactics, I already know them.
Boys will always be boys.
He didn’t answer me after I said that. I looked at him and he seemed to be thinking deeply.
Oh, did I offend him? I was ready to apologize when he talk.
"I have a lot of time for you."
My forehead furrowed. "The amount of time you have, architect. It means you have a lot of time with chicks? Don't be me, sorry. Please, I'm pass," I said artfully.
He chuckled. "Do I look playboy to you? I don't think I look playboy. Yes, I'm handsome but I take girl seriously," he said hoarsely.
I rolled my eyes. "I don't care. I don't have time for boys," I seriously promised.
He sighed. "By the way, why are you alone here in the middle of dark?" he asked.
I look at the moon again. I didn’t expect this guy to be with me here. This is how I used to be emo.
"I just want to breath," I replied weakly as I look at the moon.
"What's your favorite time of the day?" he asked again.
I smiled at that question. That was probably the best question ever asked of me. "Maybe when it's sunset ... It's very beautiful when it's sunset. The sky is orange, darkness and light will take over ..." I answered weakly.
I looked at him and I caught him staring at me.
He immediately turned away when I looked at him. "You? What's your favorite time of the day?" I asked him too.
He smiled as he bowed. "I'm not imitating you but ... the same as yours," he replied.
I nodded. "Sunset means goodbye ..." I said while looking at the ocean. "Reminds me of someone ..." I promised weakly.
I don't know if he can hear that because my voice is wea to be heard by someone...
"Yes. Sunset means goodbye but it also reminds us that every goodbye has tomorrow to continue the thing that we didn't finish," he said.
I smiled sarcastically. "Continue..." I had a hard time saying, "How can you continue your life if you don't have a reason to continue because the one reason you have to live has left you ..." I said passionately.
Many years had passed but it still hurts. Maybe that's when your parents left you. Left for no reason. Funny.
"I don't know what or who's the reason behind that but all I can assure you is ... someone may leave you but that doesn't mean it won't come back or you won't be able to find them. There's always a reason behind leaving. A person will not leave your life for no reason," he replied.
I sarcastically smiled. "There's no reason why he left us. If anything, why did we feel sorry for my siblings? Why did he leave me? I need him. Since he left, I haven't been formed yet." I keep wiping the tears in my eyes.
I looked at him and he's not looking at me.

"I'm sorry," I uttered.
He looked at me when I said that.
"I'm not like this," I laughed promising.
I never show my vurnerable side to anyone. I stood up and was ready to leave when he touched my wrist.
He also stood up so we were equal.
"I'm sorry. I'm leaving," I said goodbye to him. I bowed because I’m embarrased on what I did.
When he didn't answer me, I looked at him and he was just staring at me. His eyes are soft, as if he's pitying me. I do not like it.
"You shouldn't feel sorry for me. I'm leaving," I promised again.
I turned my back on him and walked away.
"Sol!" I stopped when he called me.
I didn't look back because my tears kept flowing. "Don't be afraid to show your vulnerable side. It's okay to break down, it's okay to cry. Always remember, crying doesn't mean you're weak. Crying means you let out your feelings and that makes you stronger than you are. We still don't know each other personally, but in the short time I've been with you, I know that you're a strong woman," I heard him say.
It makes my heart melt. For a long time, I just heard it again and another stranger told me that. The one who said me that was my father. He said, I just cry when I can't take it anymore, it doesn't mean I'm weak otherwise, it makes me stronger.
How can this man tell me that? He doesn't know me very well yet.
"T-thank you," I stammered. I still turned my back on him because I cried more. I bite my lips then wipe my tears.
I walked away from him. He really comfort me with his words and... his presence.
I went home to my room with a light heart. Really, I am.
The drawing he gave me, I get and open it. Now I can only stare at it for a long time. Only now can I appreciate it. I picked it up and looked, then I sat up in bed.
I smiled unconsciously as I stare at his drawing. It was so detailed. From the eyes of mine ... my lips. How we are he took. It's just fun because this is the time when I almost hit him. It's really offensive because what he said and then Travis! I'm not chicks? Really! Not really! I'm not a chicken, like a fool. It would have been nice if it would have framed my ugly case here.
It's annoying because it's Arki, he can tell me that he will draw me so that I can give him a good picture of me.
I took a shower after that. I would have been ready when I saw my journal. Since I'm not sleepy yet, I thought of writing first.
In my view of the moon
I had someone I didn’t expect
My heart is sad and crying
He make me feel relieved
I don't know him very well yet
All I know is his name
The first time we met
I almost hit him
But from destiny
We met again
We are not friends yet
Just met
Through this poem
Gratitude will be conveyed here
I feel really good
After our conversation
I smiled after I wrote that poem.
I didn’t know it that poem was for him. My heart is just so happy.
That poem was all about me being thankful for him? Thankful because that was unexpected. Like I never expect him to be that person who will sit beside me under the moon.
In an unexpected time with an unexpected person. I guess it's true.