Azka And Rasha

EP - AR 5

Because the couple of a meeting is a farewell. And that separation is a condition that we get to know whose name is longing. We will always want to come back and meet.

Azka is preparing her departure to the city of Bandung. According to the schedule he will leave in about two hours. Azka's departure to Bandung this time is not to settle, but only for a temporary stopover. About a week after this, he'll be back. Azka went to Bandung to prepare for her lecture, re-register, find a contract, and visit the family of the Mama who was there. Azka went alone. Unaccompanied by anyone. Although this was his first time, but the independence that had been fostered in him made him not feel any fear.

Another Azka another Mama. Mama seems not willing to let go Azka to go alone to Bandung. Many times Mama tried to get Azka accompanied by one of the other family members, but in fact no one could. Papa has office business to do. Ms. Ratna could not get permission from her office, while Mama did not dare to take Azka alone.  So finally with a heavy heart Mama let her girl go alone.

“Ma, Pa, Ade later there directly to the house Amih aja?”

“Iya, Amih Mama already told you. Later Adek will be picked up with Abah” said Mama prepares supplies that Azka will bring on the trip.

“Oh, Okay. Uh Ma, not much. Azka is a malem trip. Not going to eat that much” Azka protested on the food supply prepared by Mama. Because the food supply is three times the usual portion of Azka meal.

“We don't know what happened on the road. Who knows long in the course of” And Azka chose to accept what Mama prepared. Remembering Mama is a little worried.

“Yaudah Adek ready first, Do not eat a lot of food. Difficult to bring him” warning Azka echoed again, and only got a response in the form of a proclamation from the Mama.

“File already? Is money separated places? Atm already in the wallet? Ktp don't forget. Which ticket? Where is your mom ready for food? Buy another drink if less. Need to buy a snack?” Mama checked all Azka's luggage for the eleventh time. And Azka only resigned when she had to answer back Mama's question for the eleventh time as well. Papa who saw the behavior of Mama can only shake his head resignedly. Because every time someone protests Mama will issue a style sulking his mainstay. And it could be, Papa and Azka will have to work hard to persuade Mama to let Azka go alone. Luckily Azka's phone rang, signaling a call into the wide-sailing flat object.

“Halo”

“Udah ready?” 

“Udah Kak”

“Depart what time?” 

“A minute. This is getting ready. No message has been sent from the officer” said Azka while confirming his jacket. He then catches up with Mama and Papa getting into the car still with a cell phone perched in his ear.

“I've been waiting at pol bis huh. Bye tome” 

“Eh, seriously?”

Tut

Tut

Tut

The phone call ended. Makes Azka conical. Rasya could just turn off the phone before Azka finished answering. Finally, along with a smile on her face for Mama and Papa who noticed, Azka put her phone in her little bag.

“Any Deck?”

“Siap Pa's. Yuk depart” said Azka excited.

“De?” call mom from the seat next to the wheel.

“Iya Ma?” Azka leaned her chin on the back of the front seat, leaning her face towards Mama who was sitting next to papa.

“Udah equal to Rasya?” ask Mama to relax

“Kak Rasya wait at the bus police Ma, he wants to join anter” said Azka looked at the road in front from behind the passenger seat occupied by Mama.

“Yeah, surely he is sad you want to go to Bandung”

“Commonly Ma” Azka

“Eh, where do you know. The depth of the sea can be measured, but at the very least whose heart knows?” Mama started her talk.

“Iya yes. later Kak Rasya tell follow me to Bandung if kangen” Ucap Azka origin.

“What's the news?” Greet Mama after getting out of the car. Found a young man in a checkered maroon shirt and long jeans waiting for their arrival.

“Good Aunt. Healthy aunt?” the question is stale after kissing the back of Mama's hand. Then he turned to Papa. Take that wrinkled hand and do the same.

“Sehat, just another ketar ketir Azka want to go to Bandung itself” said Mama smiled.

“Tenang aja Aante, Azka an independent child. Azka will not be okay-napa” replied Rasya politely. Now Azka was standing next to him, commenting on the happy smile that Rasya was supporting her. And managed to make Mama's beautiful face look calmer.

“Can I say it. My mom had a face that calm. From earlier mute ribet, want nganterin” Seloroh Azka half-literate Mama. He nudged Rasya's arm when he said that.

“Can dong” says Rasya proud.

“Dek, the bus came. Come on Papa bring his backpack”

“Enah Om. Sama Rasya aja” Rasya immediately took over Azka's backpack and carried her into the bus. Azka followed Rasha from behind. “Which one?” rasha asked when they were on the bus.

“That's Sis, seat number five” point Azka on the seat at the end near the window.

“I tarok here ya Dek, bagnya”

“Still Brother. Yuk down. I say goodbye to Papa Mama first” invite Azka to pull Rasya's arm. Rasya. He moved Azka's hand which dragged her arm to grasp. Azka just fell silent while making a smile. The grip slipped as the two approached Mama and Papa.

“Ma, Pa, Ade depart ya” Azka saying goodbye, Mama is already glazed. Soon Azka hugged Mama. “Sst, Mom. Adek only a week. Next week Adek rumah” said Azka calming. Mama nodded.  His embrace turned to Papa, Azka hugged the middle-aged man very tightly. Somehow Azka longed for Papa's warm embrace, realizing that this week would be months. And he will lose Papa greatly in the overseas lands. Papa kisses the top of Azka's head, patting her on the shoulder beckoning her to get on the bus as the bus is about to leave.

Azka stood facing Rasya. A sense of tightness instantly enveloped his chest.

“I'm leaving Brother. Until we meet next week” said Azka forced her smile to stay up.

“Be careful ya” He clasped Azka's hand at a glance, then switched to put his hand on the top of Azka's head to damage it slowly. “Kabarin I kept” after nodding, Azka immediately ran inside the bus.

From behind the window Azka saw the three men there. Still faithfully waiting for him until the bus really drove splitting the streets. Azka waved her hand. It was as if the wave would be able to leave the longing that he would take another week after successfully meeting. The car drove, shifting one by one the shadows in front past him. He looked broken back. Still waving as if unwilling to let go.

Azka leaned her head against the head of the chair. Trying to calm yourself from the sudden sense of tightness in him. I don't think he felt this at home. But when he really moved away, when he realized that a week would separate himself from loved ones, the tightness just appeared suddenly without cue.

The sound of music bounces from the song player machine on the front. Makes Azka feel a little relaxed in her sitting. Until a shadow of the motor flashed next to him. Azka. How surprised he was when he found out Rasya was following him on a motorcycle. He continued to align his position with the window where Azka was sitting. Rasya crazy! That's very dangerous. Even his gaze was constantly directed at Azka whose position was above him. He had to look up occasionally while continuing to focus on the streets. Azka. He continued to pay attention to the speed of the motor that looks smaller than its position. His hands were raised, touching the windowpanes with wisdom. It was as if his touch would arrive at the young man who was chasing the speed of the bus that was transporting him.

The bus reached the county border. It was too late, the sky was too dark. Rasya is not seen. Maybe he has turned back the speed of his vehicle to return home. Azka restrained her body. Feel empty again because it has separated further from the loved ones.

Ckiiits!

Bus stop. Azka. He followed the movements of other passengers who looked forward to see what was the cause of the sudden bus stop. And how surprised Azka was, that there was Rasya. He got off his bike and then turned to face him. His two hands were raised, hinting Azka to come down to meet him. Azka hesitated, but the officer's longing when the barrier between the driver and the passenger opened made Azka respond immediately.

“I went down for a while Pak” said Azka broke through the door and then got off in a hurry. His breathing roared, his heartbeat irregular. He had no idea what Rasya was doing at the moment.

“Nih, make in jalan” Rasya thrust the package in front of Azka.

“This what?” Azka asked

“Bawa to enter aja. buruan was awaited in” said Rasya in a hurry. Not wanting to be a spectacle for too long.

“Makasih” says Azka. He immediately returned to the bus, but his movement stopped when Rasya said something simple but was able to make himself melt instantly.

“Be careful honey, Assume we practice. We are separated and not separated. See you again at home”