Among Thousand Journeys

Tear Pants

I hit, I kicked, my body was like a possessed person, Edi just looked, I sometimes hit the pebbles around the train tracks, sometimes like slamming something, Edi did not dare to come closer, until half an hour passed, I stopped, sitting panting on the ground, five minutes later and Edi approached me.

“Ian... why are you.?” edi was still half-afraid.

I was quiet for a moment, though,,

“Do not know Ed.., I think someone tried

controlling me, I don't know what it is..” I said.

in wonder and look at my painful hand, it turns out that my hand is scuffed and bleeding…

“Ayo... let's go home..” said Edi while.

guide me awake.

I'm limping, the body feels tired, still not

I wonder what exactly is trying

mastering my subconscious.

“Yes if you want to go home, no

papa, but don't go berserk, I'm sick

my chest hit you.” said Edi while

walk beside me.

“I'm not angry Ed.., I'm not aware, like someone is trying to control me..” I said, although I'm sure, Edi will not want to understand.

I myself do not think, what exactly is trying to control me, I see the shadow is not clear, just like black.

Arriving at Mr. Sugeng's house, I took a bath because my body was dirty full of dust, and when my body spluttered with water, it felt like all the pain, because many bodies were scuffed.

Edi told the story on Ikrom, while memuter his favorite song “mari sing with” I don't know who sang, moga

not a siomay man, because I think his voice

not like the sound of a cramped siomay man.

After taking a bath, my hand was given the same red medicine as Edi. Edi thinks of me as his brother.

“This is a deposit from mbak that sells in

warung bend,” said Ikrom, while

give a crackle containing rice wrap.

which “Mbak?” my many.

“It was mbak Ajeng what mbak Endah heck forgot

her name?” ikhrom said,

“Ah I also forgot her name.” said Ikhrom.

“Ran Ian, why people on like

to you yes..., not who sells ice cream, not who sells shoes, not stalls, why pity you?”

“I don't know, my face is like a beggar,

hahahaha.”.

“I even saw Sita, the shopkeeper

gold, wiri hero feeling somehow a day there

how many times in front of our store.”

Add Edi while opening the bag of crackles, it turns out the contents of roasted chicken, he said,

“Eee, the feeling of mbak selling rice around the corner is not selling roasted chicken?” said Edi while

lifting pieces of chicken thighs.

“So he just said, for Ian, don't-so

don't he have a crush on you Ian..?” ichromo

while plucking the chicken in the package.

“Ngaco you Ik, he already has a husband,”

argue,

“You want to be’in simpenan, hahaha.” tease Edi.

“Emang piecesku kayak pennies, hahaha.”.

candaku.

“To be clear I'm with Ian, la I'm here already

for years, no cooking, dear

altogether.” says Edi.

“Yes you look like a criminal kayak,” teased

Ichrome,

“Ya the name is also given, yes it is good..” I said come eat but it is quite good chicken.

kampung bake, must have boiled with

spices, really flavor the spice, also not alot.

Taqdir, if we are destined to be A instead of B,

then the path to A will be wide open, and

as if we were just going toward A, and the road to B would not make us happy.

Being a shoe shopkeeper, it feels right

it's not my way, I'm so bored, I have blank eyes, and I feel like a robot, which will never develop into a new human being, just a robot shoe store keeper,

As if I had died buried with shoes, heart sesek, but not even 2 months, and there were events that made me not comfortable, like that time, I again put up a discount hung, and there were some events that made me not aware, since I left for work I've been bad, like something's going on that's embarrassing me but I don't know what it is,

the morning went to wear pants giving Mr. Sugeng, I felt the pants were not good, despite the size of the pack Sugeng fat, and I was a bit

kurusan, obviously my baggy Sugeng pants

put on.

But because of work, you can't wear pants

levis, even though I have no pants, other than levis pants that accompany me everywhere and have been torn here and there, levis pants alone should not be, let alone those that have been torn here and there, even no longer, then Ikrom, Mr. Sugeng, Edi, all gave pants to me, now fit the pants of Sugeng sir I wear.

“Why Ian?” ask Edi who is wearing hasprey.

“This is Ed, I'm not comfortable with these pants.”

I answered while pointing at the dark brown pants I was wearing.

“Ya wear it, wong two also not yet

dry.” said Edi went out of the room.

And what I'm trying to tell you happens, too.

Fitting up the stairs of stainles to install

my writing is normal, but my legs lift up towards the stairs, kraaaak sound…! My pants

tearing elongated, fitting in the middle of ************,

From the left knee to the right knee, I quickly

get down, even if I put up my discount

finish it but I'll be right up to the wall

after going down, fortunately not many people have passed by, also not many shops are open, I

walk from the brick shoe store, to the place store

Edi's working, though,

Each time I meet my people

looking up, so that people will look up, not staring at my torn pants

like a skirt, after people pass by, I

walk in a row again towards the store

where Edi works, I see Edi is arranging his selling shoes, I just glare, to the shoe storage deck…

“Eee why you Ian?” ask Edi.

“Anu..., my pants are torn.”

“Robek? which side?”

“This is fitting ***********till to knee.”

“Who is it?”

“Ya please fetch those pants at home.”

“Kan not dry yet, far more.”

“Ya please deh Ed... cook me should wear kayak gini pants, not funny right?”

“But Ian... Who guards my shop?”

“Yes I can from inside the box here.”

“Iya deh, wait a minute.”

Edi passed quickly, I kept his merchandise, from the cart, only the head, the deck of the wagon to store shoes, as well as arranging shoes, the shape of the steps, kayak stairs,

Inside the room is wide, but I continue to do’a hopefully no one buys, considering if I have to serve, while I am like this.

Coincidentally Ikrom came while carrying a bucket and mop, he was confused because Edi was not there, Ikrom work place was different shop, although both stores were his shoe store Mr. Sugeng, he saw me.

“Ngapain there Ian.??” ask him with

a smile with his black lips. “Where is Edi?”

“Si Edi back home.”