Agreement With My Two Friends
Episode 14
The sound of heartbeats seemed to sound so loud, sweat soaked Edo's entire body, his body was limp and even his feet could not be moved. A photo that had been in the living room of his house, there was a girl he had just known, a girl who had just mentioned two names that had been with him, he said, a girl who out of nowhere knew I was her childhood best friend.
“Why, have you forgotten them?” mira asked rather cynically while rubbing her cheeks.
“It seems like this is not a place and
the right time to talk or ask about this, where is your phone?” asked Mira who immediately grabbed the Edo mobile phone in her pocket.
“This is my phone number, let's talk anytime” explained Mira who typed and saved the number into Edo's phone.
“I think, there is still a sense of care for you to your two friends, if that is true, immediately contact me” explained Mira as she passed from before Edo.
Mira went to the toilet on the left, she looked at her crying self.
"What kind of friend is he?" his grunts were deep in heart and continued to look at his face in a stupor.
"Was that friend you've been telling Hengkie about all this time?" said Mira who kept grumbling in front of the glass.
"Who is the best friend that you and Devi have been proud of? a friend who made you come to this town again?" Mira was still grumbling with her cheeks that were already wet with tears.
There were no words Edo could say, he immediately got up from the place and left the mall. Riding on a matic bike with a full face helmet, his mind was empty at that time.
Arriving at home, Edo looked at a photo displayed to the left of the wall of his house, a photo of his childhood with his two best friends. It was Devi and Hengkie, the two friends who were not aware of his imagination, the two friends who had been in his heart the deepest.
Her tears broke, the tears she held for 3 years, an image she had created so real to this day, the words, the smiles, the laughter that had accompanied her all this time were just an imagination, she said, the image of a boy who has been slumped in solitude for years, the imagined image of a boy longing for his childhood best friend.
The park and lake that used to be their playground, it was all stored in his heart, he tried to repeat the past with the imaginations he made, he said, traveling with Hengkie and Devi after school even on Sunday, it was a very beautiful thing in his childhood, the beauty of it became an image that for 3 years he brought to the real world.
The cry could not be contained, the voice was like restrained, a boy who had been holding many problems in his life, like a chunk of ice in the middle of the sea, looks small on the surface, but so big at the base.
For a moment the boy hated himself, the room with sports equipment with samsak in the right corner, became an impingement that he thought was appropriate for him.
One after another, until his hands did not bleed.
“What kind of friend am I!!!???”
he shouted by continuing to punch the samsak that was in front of him.
“What kind of friend am I!!?”
he kept saying that with great regret.
“What kind of friend I am” one last sentence that led him to the realm of unconsciousness or syncope at that time.
The boy saw a red-haired woman, as if running after her lying in a Barnker ER, crying as she continued to call out the boy's name. The woman's face disappeared behind the door. The banker entered a room, Edo's body so limp, his hands so sore, there was nothing he could say until at last a sedative injection was stuck in Edo's left arm.
The injection made it more comfortable and quiet, Aunt Stefani who looked so anxious immediately confronted the doctor who was just out of the room Edo placed.
“Doctor, what's with my nephew?” ask aunt Stefani worried.
“Begini ma'am, it looks like my mother's nephew has been very depressed all this time, the pressure he has just exploded so it happened like this” explained the brief doctor.
“We just wait for the next development, now let my niece rest” back doctor explained before aunt Stefani asked.
Aunty Stefani again found Edo that night, when Aunt Stefani brought dinner for Edo. At that time Edo was unconscious in his home sports room, his hands were filled with blood at that time, with the help of neighbors, they took Edo to the hospital in a car owned by aunt Stefani.
At the hospital, a man in shorts and a t-shirt matching his running shoes, came to Aunt Stefani in the waiting room, looking anxious.
“What's with Edo Bebs?” ask the man who is Santoni.
Seeing that her husband had come, Aunt Stefani immediately hugged Santoni, her hug was very strong, a hug with a sign of great anxiety.
“That's Edo Bebs... hiqz...” says aunt Stefani while sobbing.
“Iya why with Edo?” ask Santoni who's getting worried.
“I found him unconscious in his gym, his hands were crushed, I did not feel like a good aunt to him. hiqz...” is obviously Aunt Stefani who just keeps hugging.
Seeing his wife at that time, making Santoni a little hit, he felt that Aunt Stefani was perfect to keep Edo, he did not want his wife to dissolve in sadness. Om Santoni tried to tell me what he saw this morning.
“Stefi I want to talk” said om Santoni who still hugs his wife.
An unusual name, a name that Stefani felt was a serious call, he rarely heard the call, he said, the name call was always out when om Santoni was serious in delivering something, for a moment as busy as Aunt Stefani stopped, she immediately looked at the face of her husband at that time.
“There's an important thing you're going to say Bebs?” ask aunt Stefani seriously.
“Iya, but before I apologize if it will make you sadder” said om Santoni with a serious face.
“What is this about Edo?” ask aunt Stefani who answered a nod from her husband.
“However, we talk outside only, I don't want to talk here” said om Santoni as he took off his wife's embrace.
