WHEN LOVE HAS JUST BEGUN

But then, as I got to the parking lot, I saw a girl standing next to a motorbike and looking very confused. She was trying to find something and stamped her foot as I came up to her. “ What’s wrong?” I asked . “I can’t find my key!” she said pouting, and she looked at me. I showed her the key I had found. “Ah! That’s mine!” she cried. I gave it to her. “Thank you so much”. She said and smiled happily, her eyes bright. We introduced ourselves and made small talk for a while.

That happened a month ago, but things did not end there. It is hard to say what I felt after I met her. We are so familiar now. However not just that, there is something else that attracts me. We spend our time together sharing ideas and feeling. I find her very attractive but I cannot explain why. Her smile when we meet? How she cries like a child if I call her names and tease her? Her straight hair falling lightly on her shoulders?

Time passed and each day we got closer to each other. We said few words but our eyes said too much. Eyes can express fellings much better than words.

“Dyta, you know I come from outside Java.”I said once when we were going for a walk in Kaliurang.

“Well, I do sort of”. My mother told me that she must be in Java. But we don’t know where. They were separated when they were children because of war.

They heaven’t met since my mother moved to Kalimantan with my father. In addition we don’t know where she is now. War is cruel. “ I paused. “ But however , I have you, Dtya! Youre better than a relative!” My voice trembled as our eyes met, We stopped and sat down on a boulder. We were silent and the wind was blowing briskly. “ I want to go to your hose, Dyta. Will you introduce your parents to me?” I looked at her, hoping for her replay.

“When do you want to come, Jony?” she asked.

“Oh, you will introduce me to your parents, Dtya?” she nodded and smiled. 

“Thankyou, Dyta “ I said. She did not refuse when I held her hand. “You can not meet my parents. But their photo is always with me. “I opened my wallet and showed the photo to her. “This is my father standing with my brothers and sisters. And this is my mother. There are  six our family.” I explained.

But suddenly she snatched the photo out of my hand and examined it in obvious at me sharply and asked “What’s your mother’s time name, Jony?”

“Waty Sulastri.” I answered thought I did not know what she was getting at. “ Why do you ask?”

“No, Jony! No! “ She cried suddenly. “It can’t be” I tried to take her arms  but she pushed me away.

“Dyta, whats wrong?” I asked.

“I went to go home, Jony! Lets go to my house!” she was almost crying.

“Keep calm, Dyta Tell me why!”

She looked at me but only said again”Let’s go to my house, Johny. You will see why.” Still not knowing the reason for all this, I drove her home on my motorbike. On the way home, we didn’t speak but my mind was full of questions.

Immmediately upon aarival she ran into the house. “Mother, mother!” she called loud. I was quite confused by all this. A moment later, she came out with a middle-aged woman. I got quite surprise . I could not belive what I saw. The woman was extra ordinary similar to my mother. We looked at each other but said nothing. Tears began to rol down the womans face. She suddenly embraced me. “Jony, I am your aunt!” she said. “Waty Sulastri is my sister. Oh God, thank you! I can met my sister at last. “I then realized I had unexpectedly met my aunt.

“Jony!” Dyta called me. I turned to her and my eyes met her terful ones. But now things were different. Oh Dyta! My dreams ended here. My love had just begun it had ended at the same time. 


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