Ah.

Tanpa kamu, aku masih akan duduk-duduk dengan segelas kopi tubruk. Ngorek-ngorek sisa makanan yang nyelip di geraham pakai tusuk gigi. Ngidam dim sum setiap kali lewat Duck King dan masih saja kepingin mie ayam jorok dekat tempat sampah Melawai situ. Lalu lupa waktu begitu masuk Kinokuniya atau Times. Dan masih nggak bosan-bosan nonton My Blueberry Nights dan Two Lovers berkali-kali.

Tanpa kamu, aku juga masih akan rajin malas-malasan di kala hujan. Masih gemar berkendara entah ke mana: hidung menempel di jendela, mata jelalatan pada lampu rem dan lampu jalan yang merah oranye. Hidupku selalu terasa lebih produktif ketika jadi penumpang, meski cuma dihabiskan buat bengong dan online di handphone.

Tanpa kamu, aku juga masih akan mendengarkan Endah dan Rhesa, memutar Catch The Windblows berulang-ulang sampai orang rumah ketularan bersenandung. Atau selonjor di Dreamland tengah hari bolong, duduk di atas pasir tanpa payung tanpa sunblock, pasang headphone terus nonton ombak. Aku juga masih kangen makan es duren sambil ngobrol di pinggir jalan atau pesan toge goreng nggak pakai toge. Ngantri beli martabak atau tahu Sumedang yang ada cocolan sambal kecapnya itu.

Tanpa kamu, tempat tidur juga masih akan jadi surgaku. Semua harta dalam hidupku adanya nggak jauh-jauh dari situ. Jaraknya cuma selengan atau setungkai. Aku masih akan lari ke alam mimpi ketika ngantuk atau kebluk. Masih suka menyalakan AC siang-siang biar bisa tidur pakai selimut. Masih akan capek menghadapi sekian persoalan hidup yang memang nggak bakalan selesai.

Tapi, kalau ada kamu, rasanya lain.

hanny

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