She Couldn't Ask More

she realizes the sky slowly become red. the wind blows quite strong. people gradually get up from the bench where she sits.
the basket match she had just watched was really interesting. she thinks it was the first time she cheers out loud for her own program study, English Literature. she's amazed by herself, how can she spoke so sarcastic to the opponent's supporters. she utters sorry in silent.
however, she knows that the reason why she sits there for a really long time just because she's waiting for someone. not that she already made a promise to meet there by that particular person. she just came there by the thought maybe she can meet him.
she hears the sound of his motorcycle. oh, he's coming, she said, I must put my cool face, don't put that fucking excited face, younglady!
wearing his casual clothes. white ties, blue jeans, and hotel sandals. without asking, she know that he just come from his apartment. errgghh, she don't like him wearing that white ties. it's so dirty, she thinks.
her friends come, they have a talk about the match that has just finished. today's match was quite smooth than the other days had passed.
although her mouth's uttering words regarding the matches today. her eyes is fixed on him in basket field. she can see that he and his friends are trying to fix the basket ring.
it's getting dark already. the air feels so chilly. her friends already suggest her to go inside the building. yeah, she knows she can stay there forever. watching him on and on.
her friends stand up and begin to walk to the building behind them. she also stand up, but her thought and heart is rushing fast. should she call him and go to him? of course she can! why not?
"tito!" she yells. she's walking closer to the field, standing in front of the ring fence, place her right hand on it, and waiting for him to come to her. "lu ga jadi pulang ke bogor hari ini?" she asks when he already right in front of her. only separated by the ring fence.
"gatau, gua masih bingung" he answers. confuse face is in his. sad face in hers.
"pulang aja atuh" she can hide her sadness in front of him, and trying to convince to come home. "kapan ngapelnya dong?"
"besok malem deh besok malem ya," promised him. she sighs, disappointed is painted all over her face.
"yauda gua pulang aja deh, nanti gua telpon" she put her hand down from the ring fence, step back from the field, still waiting for him to say anything. anything.
"iya pulangnya hati-hati ya!" he said with his smiley face. she's also smiling, turn around, and walk away from the field.
"ca!" he's calling her once again. she turn around to hear what he'll say. "hati-hati ya!" still with smile in his face. she replies it with smile and wave for him. the she turn around again and begin to walk.
her sad face starting to rise. sad because today she must go home by herself. again.
"yang!" she hears it clearly and automatically stop. feels like ice water dew all over her body.
she turns around again. with only a little light from the field, but she actually can see his sad face. "hati-hati yang"
she open her mouth, not just for smiling this time, but to answer him. "iya" she answers. only one word. she knows if it longer than that, her voice will be cracked.
she turn around again and walk. and thinks, it's more than enough, I couldn't ask more.