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Rain's Rustle
An oil painting by Leonid Afremov
Aku tak menuntutmu pulang malam begini
Di luar angin berkejaran sekencang mungkin
Menampar daun jendela
Mengibaskannya hingga jauh terpelanting

Aku terbaring sendirian
Menatap layar monitor yang tidak begitu lebar
Sambil sesekali mengganti aplikasi
Dari sekadar Microsoft Word 
Kemudian berselancar di mesin pencari
Dan berakhir di Photoshop

Aku menemukan kita 
Tertumpuk di antara file tak bernama
Hanya tertera angka
Lalu Algoritma yang bekerja secara rahasia
Menyusun dengan acak nol satu nol satu 
Dan seterusnya, begitu katamu

Lembar demi lembar ditampilkan

Ceritanya seperti ini
Ketika masih kerap bermalam di luar
Di koridor lantai dua sebuah kedai makanan cepat saji
Kita duduk
Dan berdua saja

Aku mengubahnya ke dalam gambar hitam putih
Menyingkirkan yang tidak perlu terekam 
Kecuali sepasang senyuman
Semanis gulali

Kita bersandar di antara keheningan

Coba bayangkan sesekali
Malam selalu hujan 
Bulan dan bintang berseliweran tanpa henti
Di musim yang menggairahkan seperti ini
Apalagi yang dapat kita lakukan
Selain saling mendekap
Dan berharap esok berjumpa lagi


Jekardah, May 2019




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