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Fly Me To The Moon

Well it took 2 hours long riding on a motorcycle, dari rumah ke antah berantah. Sekadar menikmati malam lebaran bersama pasangan. Dari dalam hati saya terus-menerus menyanyikan Fly Me To The Moon. Niatnya untuk mencari angin segar, sebab seharian ini kami puas beristirahat.

Bagi sebagian orang, dapat dikatakan ini hari libur. Tidak bagi saya, semalam sekitar pukul 23.00, tugas baru berdatangan di kotak masuk email. Berhubung mata kelewat mengantuk, saya kerjakan di pagi hari setelah berdandan à la Idul Fitri, yakni serba putih. Kebetulan itu warna kesukaan saya.

Ah anw, saya mau cerita. Satu minggu saya melipir ke official online store, berburu dress untuk dipakai pada saat lebaran. Ketika barang sampai, seperti biasa kebiasaan yang saya lakukan adalah mencuci dan menyetrikanya. Kesalahan terbesar saya adalah tidak mencoba memakai dress itu terlebih dahulu.  Berbekal percaya diri yang tinggi, langsung saja disimpan dalam lemari.

Datanglah saat yang ditunggu. Pagi-pagi saat saya pakai, ternyata belahan pinggir di bagian sisi kedua kaki terlalu tinggi. Mungkin dress ini untuk dipakai oleh yang bertubuh tidak terlalu tinggi. Solusinya adalah, saya mau tidak mau mengenakan Palazzo pants. Untungnya berwarna abu kebiruan, jadi cukup bagus untuk dipadupadankan dengan dress putih saya.

Untuk Om Chef, meskipun kita banyak melewati masa-masa sulit yang tidak pernah habis, mudah-mudahan segenap kebaikan semesta memayungi dan memeluk kita dengan mesra. Ti amo, more than koala loves eucalyptus, more than insect-eating birds love Rosella flowers.

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