Holy Marriage
Miras
Alan sat on the sofa with his body half lying down. His head rested on the back of the sofa and his eyes closed, his right hand touching his forehead and twitching him slowly.
“Woi, Alan! Don't stress it, dong!” Reno looked at Alan iba. Never has his best friend been as frustrating as he is now, but what he sees now is that Alan suffers far more from inmates being paraded to the gallows. Reno patted Alan's thigh hard enough but was not let off. Alan looked at home with his position and eyes closed tightly.
Many times Alan ruffled his hair in frustration, many times Alan rubbed his face rough. His face clearly showed deep frustration.
“Gue tormented, Mbet.”
“Just because of the girls, you're this depressed? Come, Alan! Show me if you are strong.” Reno hits Alan's arm to get Alan up, but Alan remains silent. “Weak lo. Fizzled. You can really make a girl understand if in fact you are too valuable for her. Surely can. Just need faith, in a minute, Alan. Don't blush. C'mon!”
Alan was silent.
Getting annoyed, Reno thought for a moment. Then he went back and brought some bottles of alcoholic beverages, opened the lid and poured them into the glass. No matter the overflowing foam spilled and dirty the table made of glass.
Reno hands the glass to Alan's hand and leads it to Alan's mouth. Reno understands very well, all this time Alan does not know liquor except when there is a party or official office event that provides alcoholic beverages. Only Reno touches the drink. And Reno wants Alan to forget his problem for a moment by drinking. Reno has no way but to recommend the drink, the worst way Alan should know.
Slowly Alan gulped down the drink despite grimacing while dialing it.
“Forget the problem lo. I'm depressed squirming lo sad.” Reno poured the drink back into the glass and drank it to Alan.
Reno was relieved, seeing Alan was unconscious, meaning Alan was out of the burden. Yeah, Reno's crazy for taking Alan down the wrong path. All problems are always solved with liquor. According to him, if it has been run down and forgotten the memory, then the problem is solved. Though not, when aware, the problem remains incline. And this is the first time Alan has felt it. Reno thinks, better Alan unconscious than to be sad.
Reno snorted when she heard the doorbell ringing. He rushed to open the door. Surprised to see his best friend standing at the door.
“Colin? Hey hey, when do you come?” Reno hugged the tall man before her tightly. Welcomed a happy laugh by Colin and a hug that is no less warm.
“Gue just got home. Can you please stay at home first? Want to go home but the distance is still far, tired of me.”
“Sure. Why not? Where may I refuse lo nginep here, far from Kalimantan, loh.” Reno pulled the suitcase lying on the side of Colin's foot and carried it in. “This story lo stop working in Kalimantan what how?”
“Ngak. Leave aja.”
They then enter.
TB