Animal Sacrifice For Mother
20. A Mining Rope
Today, Inaq and brother Arif are not into the market. They're waiting for Doni and Rahman to come pick him up. In the afternoon, Rahman called Arif's brother. He said that the day after tomorrow Kak Arif will perform on the stage of a music festival in the provincial city. Doni who asked Rahman for Inaq also watched Arif's performance. That's why he borrowed his father's car to pick them up in the village.
As usual, Rahman could not refuse the request of his best friend even though he had tried. Sometimes, there was a faint feeling coming from his heart. But Doni was always able to convince that he never felt bothered by Rahman. Not at all. Doni thinks Rahman is like a brother. Doni's parents don't mind what their youngest child does.
Actually, after returning from the shopping center last night, Rahman got into an argument with Doni regarding a new guitar purchased for Arif's brother. Rahman wanted to give the guitar to Arif. He hopes that Arif can use him to perform on stage.
Doni prevent. He understood, there was no right to interfere. But didn't Doni think he was Rahman's brother? Is correct. That's what's underlying it for opinion. According to him, it would be better if the guitar was handed over later after Arif's brother performed. The reason was quite strong; the chemistry between brother Arif and the Blacky had been formed a long time ago. So, if Arif's brother performs with a new guitar, Doni feels that Arif's performance can not be as good as when he plays the Blacky.
Rahman Agrees. He was proud to have a friend like Doni. At a time like this, when his intelligence did not have time to think about simple things. Doni has always been able to fill that gap by giving fully useful advice. Debate over.
Forty minutes already they occupied the seat of this Japanese family car. Along the way, they were a lot of smarts. Suppose that Arif won in this music festival. Suppose I could be like Arif, said Doni. Suppose this. Suppose that. And there are still many ifs spoken from the mouth of both.
The wheel of the vehicle had passed through the border gate between the next two districts. This is the last frontier. It only took a few tens of minutes before they reached the house where Inaq and Brother Arif were waiting.
Add another one if spoken from Rahman's mouth. This time it concerns people who are generally seen without the burden of breaking through the traffic light that is burning red. Whether they are teenagers, adults, or parents. How valuable is their time so that to wait thirty seconds they are reluctant to be patient?
“Tling.”
Traffic light changing color, green. Doni stepped on the gas pedal a little deep. That at once made Rahman slumped backwards. Doni laughed because he had just managed to expel consciousness from the mind of his best friend. And continued to laugh even though Rahman's countenance showed signs of annoyance. Not angry, just a little upset. Because Rahman laughed too.
Indeed, the friendship between two human children born with different economic conditions. A string of rope that binds the anchor of a large ship. If more attention, their friendship seems to have been established for decades. The first meeting between the two took place about two years ago. When Rahman was sitting reading a book called The Stories of the Prophets.
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