Halo?
"Halo. Mama ada?"
Lagi pergi. Jemput Meli.
"Ke mana?"
CP.
"Kezia ikut?"
Iya.
"Jam berapa jalan?"
Mungkin jam sembilan-an tadi.
"Kapan pulang?"
Ga tau.
"Udah makan?"
Udah. Papa?
"Udah. Makan apa?"
Nasi, hmm... Baso goreng. Sama kangkung eh, bayam merah. Sama jagung. Ada makanan di rumah.
"Gimana ulangannya kemaren?"
Belum dibagi rapotnya.
"Oh."
And there it was. That stony silence I never had for years. While I tried to hold a grip to my tears. No matter how much you said about it, some things will always get under your skin. And sometimes, all you can do is be quiet, try to collect yourself.
"Bayar uang sekolah bulan ini?"
Ga tau. Ga nanya. Ntar deh Yuli tanyain dulu.
"Soalnya kata Meli bayar."
Iya sih. Seharusnya kalau Meli bayar Yuli juga. Ntar Yuli tanyain dulu deh.
"Iya."
Another piercing silence.
"Ya udah."
Iya. Ati-ati pa.
"Iya."
I held the phone weakly as I put it back to place. No matter how much you tried to shade it away, it will all always comes back to you. I perked on my iPod again. Everything is blurry and watery.
Oh, well. We'll always have to get through this, don't we?