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  1. The Journey, vol.11: The Occurence

    July 23, 2009 by Billy Koesoemadinata

    “You’re not with her anymore? Since when? How come?” Abdul finishes his meal, then drank his juice.

    I went to silence. I put away my unfinished meal. The joy flew away just right with the moment of that name has spoken even I’ve forgotten since long ago.

    “You can say, our relationship can’t be through anymore because one and another things. And, we’re agreed to end it.” I answered diplomatically.

    “But, you’ve always said that, you wanted her to be your last?”

    “Yes, I had. But she might not be thinking the same thing. She might not wanted me to be her last.”

    “But.. but.. when you’re in high school, you look so matches!”

    I smiled. Trying to give my mask which is showing that I’m fine, even the memories made the old wound in my heart ripped again. Hurts. Painful. But for an old friend like Abdul, I’m surely can’t show him my pain.

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  2. The Journey, vol.7: The Departure

    June 5, 2009 by Billy Koesoemadinata

    6:45. Gambir.
    I went directly to the platform after I paid the cab. Platform 3. There will be a train which will take me to Bandung that morning. I’m not use to take the train this early from Gambir, but I hope it’ll be quite empty. Well, so I’ll be easy to get on it.

    I saw just a few people who are going to the Platform 3 with me. Great. It could be empty as well. It could be, less people who are using the Argo Anggrek train. It could be, all the passengers already on the Platform 3.

    Less than 5 minutes, I’ve arrived on Platform 3. And yes it is, Argo Anggrek train already there. And, the platform was quite empty.

    I read the ticket on my hand. I searched for the seat number, and the coach number. 3rd coach. Seat 3A. And, I looked into the train coach upon me. What a coincident, it’s 3rd coach. Great! I went directly to the nearest door.

    When I stepped into the 3rd coach and searched for my seat, I heard voices which somehow I knew. She’s just only seconds away from me. Actually I wanted to find her, but well, just let it be. There’re still important things besides looking for the voices. Anyway, it could be only my feelings.

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  3. The Journey, vol.6: The Incident

    May 26, 2009 by Billy Koesoemadinata

    That morning I wake up late. Well, 30 minutes later still be called as late, right? So, I always wake up at 5 o’clock, but that day I wake up 5:30. And, after wake up, I immediately go to the bathroom.

    About 15 minutes, I finished bathing and brush my teeth. I recheck all my belongings. Started with checking my luggage, backpack bag containing a laptop, and the train ticket. Argo Anggrek. 7 o’clock. Gambir. Okay, I think everything is ready.

    I went out of my apartement, and lock it. Then while walking on the hall and took the luggage and backpack in the back, I press the Monica’s number on my cellphone.

    Once. Twice. Tone sounds three times before finally I heard the voice Monica.

    “Hello, Love. Are you leaving?” Monica responds.

    “Yes, I am. I just went out from the apartment, and now going to the lobby.” I answered.

    “Okay, then. Be careful on the road. You get the taxi to Gambir, ‘eh? And your bike would be kept on garage of the building, right? ”

    “Yes. Just calm. I’ll let you know later when I’ll go from Gambir. ”

    “Take care, babe.”

    “Okay, honey. Love you.” I said.

    “Love you too.” Monica answered. And then I hang up the phone connection.
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  4. The Journey, vol.5: The Harbor

    May 18, 2009 by Billy Koesoemadinata

    Sea welcomes me with the wind on my face. And then, on return I was pushed back to the sea. Full moon. It must be a good night to sail. But the harbor is empty. The fishermans could be sailed, or they don’t sail at all.

    She’s there. At the first place I brought her here. Sit back on a chair. Her hair waved by the wind, facing the sea. Showing her back on me. Keep me on silence. Not noticing me even though I made my steps with voices.

    “Ehem..” I make a sound once. No respond. But I’m still walking toward her, and hoping she’ll look back at me. But she didn’t. Even though I’m standing on her back, and facing the same sea with her.

    “You should told me if you’re going out of town.” She said without turning back her body, or even looked at me.

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  5. The Journey, vol.4: The Questions

    May 8, 2009 by Billy Koesoemadinata

    “How many days would you be in Bandung, Bil? Two days, eh? Why do you un hurry?” Chris asked while taking a spoon of his food, which is a shuffled noodle a la Betawi – Jakarta, on our favorite restaurant.

    “Well, that’s what Paulo said to me this morning. I was surprised, because it’s so sudden. This morning I had the news, and tomorrow morning I’ll be on my way. I had some feeling telling me, that it should be him who’s going to Bandung. But then, he couldn’t make it because some reason which I don’t know, and noone else can do either. So, I’m the one who’s going to bandung.” I answered while having my lunch.

    “It would so great. In fact, you could be our boss when you’re back from Bandung later.” Chris added while passing his eyes to another work mates, such as Lia, Ricky, and also Evy.

    “Yeah, but if you’re really our boss later, just don’t be such an a**hole, or I – myself will kick your ass.” Lia said.
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