Kamis, 02 April 2015

Tiffany's Bag #6



Satu minggu berlalu sangat menyenangkan, selain perbincangan tentang Louis. Dan sore ini Tiffany mengajakku menikmati taman di sore hari.
“Hey, May I ask something?” tanyaku.
“Sure, what?”
“Why do you always wear that bag?”
“I love this bag, I made this bag by my hand with my mom, and this is my last bag that I made before I got this blind..”
“So, this bag have alot of history?”
“You’re absolutely right,” kemudian dia tersenyum dengan sangat manis.
“Louis talked to me that I look so beautiful with this bag, he always make me fly, and he ever said that I look like a girl on Breakfast Tiffany’s movie, so funny..”
“Do you love him so much?”
“Sure, no one in the world could change him.” Jawabnya dengan sangat tegas. Baiklah, aku harus menyerah. Aku tidak akan mungkin bisa menggantikan Louis. Aku Rey, bukan Louis.
“Ok.” Dan suasana sangat hening dalam beberapa menit.
“By the way, actually I miss to make some bags,”
“Why don’t you go to see the doctor? Even just to know about your eyes condition.”
“Honestly, I really want, but I can’t imagine my eyes without Louis.”
“You just afraid on your past. You still have a future, Tiffany, and you have a chance to see the world again.”
“No, I don’t have a future anymore since Louis died.”
“Why don’t you open and repair your life again, you are young, pretty, there’s is big future in front of you, you just stuck with your past.”
“Hey!!! Why you talk about my future?!! You even don’t know anything about me!! You just a tourist, you don’t have any control about my life.” Kata-kata tourist membuatku semakin tidak dapat menahan rasa emosi. Selama ini dia masih menganggapku seorang turis.
“Yes, you’re right. I’M JUST A TOURIST.  I’m just a tourist who fall in love with you and try to cheer you up, but I think I don’t have a chance to your heart, and now, I’m give up, maybe I should go, bye, Tiffany.” Aku pun kemudian bergegas pulang dan berkemas. Aku tidak tahan dengan keadaan seperti ini. Mungkin aku terlalu melankolis, tapi aku memang sangat jatuh cinta terhadapnya dan semakin hari rasa sakit ku pun semakin meningkat. Itu membuatku merasa sangat tersiksa.


Satu minggu berlalu sangat menyenangkan, selain perbincangan tentang Louis. Dan sore ini Tiffany mengajakku menikmati taman di sore hari.
“Hey, May I ask something?” tanyaku.
“Sure, what?”
“Why do you always wear that bag?”
“I love this bag, I made this bag by my hand with my mom, and this is my last bag that I made before I got this blind..”
“So, this bag have alot of history?”
“You’re absolutely right,” kemudian dia tersenyum dengan sangat manis.
“Louis talked to me that I look so beautiful with this bag, he always make me fly, and he ever said that I look like a girl on Breakfast Tiffany’s movie, so funny..”
“Do you love him so much?”
“Sure, no one in the world could change him.” Jawabnya dengan sangat tegas. Baiklah, aku harus menyerah. Aku tidak akan mungkin bisa menggantikan Louis. Aku Rey, bukan Louis.
“Ok.” Dan suasana sangat hening dalam beberapa menit.
“By the way, actually I miss to make some bags,”
“Why don’t you go to see the doctor? Even just to know about your eyes condition.”
“Honestly, I really want, but I can’t imagine my eyes without Louis.”
“You just afraid on your past. You still have a future, Tiffany, and you have a chance to see the world again.”
“No, I don’t have a future anymore since Louis died.”
“Why don’t you open and repair your life again, you are young, pretty, there’s is big future in front of you, you just stuck with your past.”
“Hey!!! Why you talk about my future?!! You even don’t know anything about me!! You just a tourist, you don’t have any control about my life.” Kata-kata tourist membuatku semakin tidak dapat menahan rasa emosi. Selama ini dia masih menganggapku seorang turis.
“Yes, you’re right. I’M JUST A TOURIST.  I’m just a tourist who fall in love with you and try to cheer you up, but I think I don’t have a chance to your heart, and now, I’m give up, maybe I should go, bye, Tiffany.” Aku pun kemudian bergegas pulang dan berkemas. Aku tidak tahan dengan keadaan seperti ini. Mungkin aku terlalu melankolis, tapi aku memang sangat jatuh cinta terhadapnya dan semakin hari rasa sakit ku pun semakin meningkat. Itu membuatku merasa sangat tersiksa.  (to be continue)

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