Totally Ours

I enter my favorite bar alone. It’s 11 PM and I want to release all my tension caused by my assignment and final project. I take a seat near the corner of the bar and order vodka tonic. I try to enjoy the music when a guy hit my table and sit in front of me. He laughs so loud without look at my face. His teeth crocked. His eyes are red.

“Excuse me, do I know you?” Confuse, I ask him. He lifts his head and suddenly I recognize him. He’s my classmate. The one who always come late to class, sleep during class, and get the worst score. Fabian.

Actually, he’s handsome and I like him. We barely know each other, but he’s the coolest guy I ever met. If we had a chance to talk after class, he always tell me some funny stories, or his passion with marketing and Airsoft Gun. In the middle of the night he could randomly sent me some messages, asked about assignment, or simply asked me to accompany him when he did his assignment. He pays his tuition with his own money, since his dad didn’t like his major. His dad wants him to be a doctor. 

It’s a family tradition, said his dad. I don’t get it.

Is it possible to make your carriers a family tradition?

Others always think we’re couple. No, we’re not. He always smiles when his friends ask about me. When it comes to us, everything I could do just remain silent. We’re not that closer. Like I said before, we barely know each other. We are just an acquaintance. And now, randomly he hit my table in bar, probably drunk, and sit without permission.

“What’s wrong with you?” My voice tone increase. “Are you drunk?”

That’s the most stupid question. He put his head on the table without saying anything. His forehead touches a table surface. He sobs. I panic.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong? Would you tell me? Is it something bad happened?”

He still sobs. I still panic. I don’t know what to do, so I just rub his back.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” I try to make him calm. “But at least tell me what’s going on.”

He looks at me. His face and eyes is still red. Suddenly he holds my hand.

“I bankrupt. I was join my friend, gamble in football match. I lost. I have to pay 10000000 rupiahs.”

“Hah?”

“Would you lend me some money?”

“HAH? ARE YOU CRAZY OR SOMETHING?” I regret I asked him what’s wrong.

“Only 100000 rupiahs. I don’t have money to pay taxi.” He lay his eyes on mine. “Please?”

“I have a better idea.” I said. “What if I drove you home?”

“That would be great. I love you.”

I ignore him and drink my vodka tonic. Even if I like him, I know that he’s drunk. Whatever come out from his mouth is a big fat jokes. After my highball glass empty, I drive him home.

“Nice to see you at bar, girl.” He smiles when he gets off from my car.

“Me too.” I smile back and wave my hand to him.

“I Love you, Tiffani.” He puts his hand on my car window.

“Go home, Fabian. You’re drunk.”

“You know. There are two people that always tell you the truth : a kid and a drunk man?”

“Yes, I heard it be–”

Before I finish my sentence, he puts his lips on my cheek. I hold my breath.

“Wh– what are you–”

“I just want to make this night totally ours.” He wink at me. “Bye. Take care, Love.”