BAYU: Where the Wind Brings Misses

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Afternoon passed, evening came, morning came. The sun was still blushing in shame, its dim light was still not smoldering.

Bayu started his activities after a long dream.

Because the harvest of dry corn in the field of Mr. Bayu is near, the farmer's family began to be busy in the field again.

Usually, when approximately 95 days after planting, the stem above the corn will be pruned, so that the nutrients are perfectly absorbed in corn and sunlight can directly hit the corn.

"Greng ngeng ngeng ngeng"

Motorcycle voice Father

Looks like Mom and Dad are going to the field.

"Wood. Father same mother to the field first, breakfast is already on the table for you same Raka yes, if Raka has gone to school you lock the door and then to the field." Mother said while preparing the farming tool.

While the father is checking the condition of the motor. The motor of Mr. Bayu is just an old duck motorcycle, let alone the letter plate motor has been lost to where.

If Mr. Bayu there is a need to go to the city usually borrow a motorcycle from a neighbor or Darman.

"Yes, Bayu will soon follow." replied Bayu.

Bayu is actually not a lazy child, just ahir ahir this Bayu feel bored with his activities.

"Yawes Mother is leaving, Assalamualaikum." Mother said as she walked out the door.

"Waalaikumsalam." replied Bayu.

Bayu immediately wash your face. While in the bathroom, Raka was taking a shower.

Bayu opens the hood. There are 2 plates of instant noodles with egg topping.

"Mas Bayu, wait for me to go to school huh.?" Raka said as she passed Bayu who was eating.

"Heehmmm" replied Bayu while eating his instant noodles.

Bayu ate while thinking of Laras. Obviously the young man who was kasmaran was very long, but Bayu did not know how to invite Laras road.

Actually, Mr. Kades and Ibu Laras do not know the relationship between Bayu and Laras, which they know Bayu and Laras are only friends maybe even childhood friends, as well as Mr. Bayu. But Mother Bayu is aware that her son harbors the seed of love for Laras.

"Mie fried telorrrrrrrrr, steady" said Raka who arrived to sit next to Bayu.

they sit and eat together.

"What's your school Dek.?" Bayu basa.

"Yes that Mas, Mas yo never went to school. That's what it feels like" replied Raka innocently.

"Enak being a boy, not much of a burden on the mind" Bayu said in his heart.

"Mas, he said mbak Laras dateng you know" said Raka.

"Udah tau" replied Bayu briefly.

"Oooo kirain doesn't know yet" Raka spoke while eating her egg.

"Met the meal, Mas want to go to the field of my father's nuyusul" Bayu said sambi to the dishwasher.

"Heeeeemmmmm" replied Raka yamg hurriedly finished his breakfast.

Then

"Crekk"

The sound of Bayu locking the door.

Raka got on her bike and left immediately.

"Mas, I'm leaving, Assalamualaikum" Raka said as he prepared to take his leave.

"Yes ati ati, Waalaikumsalam" Bayu replied while putting the house keys in the ventilation above the door.

Bayu prepared to go to the field, but before Bayu wanted to pass to the house Laras first, who knows the woman of his dreams was sweeping in front of the house as usual.

The black beetle bike also drove along with the wheels. Bayu enjoys the coolness of the air, the wind caresses friendly, and the dew dances rhythmically.

No sense Laras house began to be seen, but there was no sign of Laras sweeping in front. Bayu slowed down the speed of his bike while observing the house of Laras.

Bayu hopes to meet Laras, at least see Laras even from a distance.

But no matter how slow Bayu drove, it felt that time passed quickly. Until Bayu passed the house of Laras, the sweet girl in white was still invisible.

Digowes it with the speed of a black beetle bike. Bayu immediately headed for his parents' farm.

When Bayu arrived in the field, he was seen busy not only in the fields of the parents of the baby, but also in other fields.

Bayu passed that day filial to his parents.

Later then.

The sun is rising, the heat is circling, the sweat is dampening, but the struggle is still not stopping.

It was late afternoon. Felt enough for today, the Bayu family returned home. The rest of the work can be continued tomorrow.

A monotonous routine. But that's what sufficed the life of the Bayu Family and several other Families in Sehat Mulia Village.

the afternoon changes night, the night changes day, but the routine of the Bayu family is still the same.

this morning I cooked fried rice for breakfast.

Mother and Father went to the field first, followed by Raka who left for school, but Bayu was still not finished spending his breakfast.

Bayu was worried, wanted to meet Laras but did not dare to knock on the door of his house.fried rice on a plate Bayu as a witness, how longing it was really torturous.

after locking the door Bayu left for the fields of his parents accompanied by his black beetle bike rides.as yesterday Bayu passed the house Laras, and still the same as yesterday, only disappointed that Bayu got.

Bayu stopped for a moment after passing through the house of Laras, Bayu looked towards the house of the girl of his tribe.

"*L*aras still at home what is it.?" Bayu said in his heart.

"tomorrow, yawes tomorrow I will go to Laras' house if today I do not see him." Bayu added in his heart.

Bayu also returned to his bike. accompanied by a bright morning and his feelings were troubled.

activities in the field are still the same as the day before, only today it may be finished pruning the stems of the mangung.and for the leaves can be taken home Bayu for animal feed.

then at night.

Bayu was restless in his room. looked at the sky of the room with an empty gaze, howaya Laras he thought.

Bayu moved from his bed, towards his study table, there was only one way to make the baby disappear, which was to pour everything in a pen scratch.

two days, only two days I don't look at you,

I feel guilty, though,

for a moment, I beg you since, please,

don't give up your smile, though,

I am far away despite being beside you,

and I'll disappear if I don't see you, then,

until when, am I tormented with longing,?

it was like gnawing at my heart, ripping apart my bloodstream, and stabbing my heart,

for a moment, please, for a moment,

erase my miss by throwing in your sweet smile,

I beg you, even for a moment.

after Bayu wrote, the young man closed the sheet of a book containing poetry for Laras.immed to bed, closed and hoped that dreams would drag him into the world of imagination.

Morning

bayu woke up, it feels Bayu is very lazy to get out of bed, even though the sun has begun to rise.

"i want to meet Laras today.," in Bayu's heart.

"Assalamualaikum" I heard sayub sayub the voice of the woman in greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam, go in Ma'am sorry mess" Mother replied.

then the voice was not heard anymore, it seemed like Mother and her female guests were heading towards the kitchen, in Bayu's mind it might be a visiting neighbor.

And Bayu still gathers his spirit to get out of his bed.