I Will Miss Them #3

It must be the 3rd seasons of "I Will Miss Them" after I tell you about my previous class, Pesta&Serenade. Now, I'm going to tell you about my class, my beloved class, the first class on senior high school, the unpredictable class, Sedan81.
What is Sedan81? Who is Sedan81? I will tell you more now.

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Datanglah

Setahun berjalan begitu cepat. Rasanya baru kemarin kita saling kenal, rasanya baru kemarin kau membuatku jatuh hati, rasanya baru kemarin kau dan aku saling berbagi cerita, dan sudah setahun kau meninggalkanku.
Wajahmu masih terbayang jelas di memoriku, tuan. Bagaimana matamu membentuk sebuah senyuman saat kau tersenyum. Bagaimana matamu menyorot tajam tapi hangat setiap aku mengajakmu berbicara. Bagaimana mataku mencari bayangku yang tidak ada di sorotan matamu.
Secercah rasa bahagia menyelinap dalam hatiku untuk mengetahui bahwa kau masih mengingatku. Meski hanya sebatas teman. Tapi, untuk mengetahui kau masih ingat saja, ini sudah cukup untukku, Tuan.
Terus ingat aku, tuan. Sebagai temanmu yang bisa menerima kamu apa adanya. Sebagai temanmu yang siap sedia menerimamu. Kemudian kau akan ingat aku sebagai seseorang yang menaruh harap padamu. Kemudian kau akan ingat aku sebagai seseorang yang menunggumu. Kemudian kau akan ingat aku yang selalu mencintaimu.
Kemudian, berbaliklah, tuan.
Datanglah. Pertemuan kita akan sangat berarti meski jika Tuhan hanya memberi kita waktu yang sempit. Datanglah. Walau seandainya hatimu tetap tidak bisa ku miliki, ku mohon datanglah.
Datanglah. Meski hanya sebatas menatap matamu barang sebentar. Datanglah. Meski yang ingin ku dengar lebih dari apa yang ku harapkan.
Mungkin harapanku terlalu muluk untuk memintamu untuk datang. Jika keberatan, mengapa Tuhan tidak pertemukan kita sebentar saja? Aku hanya butuh melihat keadaanmu sebentar dan mendengar suaramu memanggil namaku dengan tegas seperti biasanya.
Datanglah. Jika takdirku bukan dirimu kau boleh pergi lagi. Lalu aku tidak akan mengharapmu lagi. Tapi kumohon datanglah. Meski hanya satu kali. Meski kemudian Tuhan bisa ambil nyawaku, karena yang aku ingin adalah melihatmu satu kali lagi. Tersenyum dan memanggil namaku, Anindityas.
Karena hanya dirimu yang memanggil nama depanku dengan lengkap.

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It Had Been A Year

It had been a year i didn't meet you. How are you? How's your life? Do you find a happiness there?
I remember the last moment we met, last year, 3rd June 2012 on a farewell party.
I remember that day I wore a red kebaya and doing some make up on my face. I walked in with my high heels and smile to everybody. Then my eyes catched you so handsomely with grey tuxedo and blue-grey strips tie. I looked at you so deeply, althought I know you didn't realize at that time.
I looked at you, only looked at you, always looked at you. I tried to captured your face on my brain and my heart. I tried to captured your face on my mind. I knew that after that day I don't know where or when we will meet again. I looked at you and whispered to my self, please, looked at me too, D
My heart beated so fast when I knew that the farewell already ended. I tried to find you, just want to say a farewell words and got a picture with you. So unfortunately, I didn't find you at that time. I looked around again but I didn't find you. Then, I walked out from that place and go home with a disappointed feeling that I didn't get our picture and I didn't say good bye to you.
Day by day, week by week, month by month then this day had come. A year after the farewell party. A year I didn't meet you. A year I didn't hear your sound. A year I didn't look your face. But there is one thing that you had to know, I still captured your face on my mind. Always. I never forget your face, No, I won't.
It had been a year, Mr. So, should I wait you for two years, three years, and more long years? Should I? Maybe, I should.

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