Bayangan di Balik Pintu

Malam itu, hujan deras membasahi atap rumah tua kuⓘThat night, heavy rain soaked the roof of my old house. Aku duduk di meja tulis, pena tergantung di udara seperti ragu..ⓘI sat at my writing desk, the pen hanging in the air as if hesitant. Tiba-tiba ada bayangan panjang di balik pintu..ⓘSuddenly there was a long shadow behind the door.

Aku berdiri, jantungku berdegup kencang..ⓘI stood up, my heart beating hard. Bayangan itu bergerak pelan, seolah meniru gerakanku..ⓘThe shadow moved slowly, as if imitating my movement. Ketika aku mengulurkan tangan, bayangan pun melakukannya..ⓘWhen I reached out my hand, the shadow did the same. Akhirnya aku mengerti:: itu bukan hantu,, melainkan bayangan mimpi yang kutinggalkan bertahun-tahun..ⓘFinally I understood: it was not a ghost, but rather the shadow of the dreams I had abandoned years ago.

Dengan senyum tipis, aku kembali ke kursi dan mulai menulis..ⓘWith a faint smile, I returned to my chair and began to write. Bayangan di balik pintu pun berhenti bergerak..ⓘThe shadow behind the door also stopped moving.