COMADOT by Qorin Rahmaniyah

Langitnya sungguh cerah. Gerakan angin di luar pun sangat lembut. Sinar matahari yang menerobos kaca jendela cafe tempatku bekerja ini, sungguh ramah. Namun,  hatiku  masih takut, hanya berkurang sedikit setelah mengetahui lelaki yang menungguku di seberang sungguh ingin membahagiakanku. "Lelaki itu  telah lama menunggumu, tidakkah ada keinginan darimu tuk bersuara di depannya?" "Haruskah?" Temanku hanya menggelengkan kepala dan berlalu. Nampak raut  bosan yang muncul dengan menebak balasanku. Apakah ini saatnya? Bolehkan kini kumulai? Aku beranjak dari kursi kayu yang membosankan ini dan berjalan mendekati lelaki itu. Seseorang yang amat lama berdiri di tempat yang sama, mendapatkan jawaban yang sama, dan perlakuan yang sama. Dariku. Seseorang yang sudah sangat paham  apa yang kutakutkan, namun masih saja mencoba membantu. "Apakah kau sudah lelah menungguku?" tanyaku, "ah, iya, aku tahu, kau sudah sangat lelah." "Hai, akhirnya kau

Nett zu sein ist nicht für andere, sondern auch für ihre eigenen Herzen.

Tonight, one of my close friends told her stories, problems. I did chat her first, then she continued to tell many things. In the early semester, I was not that close to her. I was just still the same, keep quiet all day long. Then, one day we don't realize why we can get close. Then, one night I told her the secret. I am not the one who is reliable, I just lost in my own world. I used not to think a memory was that important. Back to my friend. She told me her problem in making a relationship (is the phrase correct?) She talked about someone who chose her to be his listener. In case, he knew my friend used to like him. She asked me, why it was her to be chosen and I just answer with: " you know, sometimes, a boy,  when he is choosing a girl to be his listener, it just because  he found she will not blend out her feeling to their discussion, sometimes, he just believe in the girl that way, because, he also needs some attention or acknowledgment over something