BAYU: Where the Wind Brings Misses

Passed in front of Bayu

Mr. Kades is still busy with the paper on his desk.

"I'm sorry, kid Bayu, it's a little messy." Mr. Kades said as he rearranged the paper.

"Busily is Raka healthy Yu.?" Imbuh Mr. Kades.

"healthy sir, thank God." Answer Bayu.

"In the near future it will start the rainy season, surely the villagers will be busy returning to the rice fields, what else your family Yu, usually your father will take care of his own fields as you are the same Ibukmu" mr. Kades said as he put the paper into the map.

"Yes sir, but Raka can start helping also in the field" replied Bayu.

"Yes Yu, hopefully many young villagers who want to take care of your kayak fields with your friend Darman, still want to work in the fields. While other young men on the wander to the city to get a job." Curatan Pak Kades who increasingly less interest in youth in agriculture.

"Yes sir, maybe if you monitor the difference of opinion, it could be every month. Whereas if in the field must wait for the harvest first, not risk the risk of crop failure or falling prices" Bayu began to be able to chat freely with Mr. Kades.

"Come on Yu.?" The sound of the barrel was heard from behind the baby.

Bayu looked over and saw Laras.

Barrels with white sneakers, gray jogger pants, white shirts with jeans, and hair that decomposes shoulder to shoulder make Bayu really stunned.

"Bayuuu, come." Say Barrel once again.

"Ehhh yes" said Bayu after a moment of dumbstruck.

and then the young man who was amazed by the charm of Laras moved from his seat.

"Buk, Sir. The barrel leaves, huh.?" Laras said while kissing the hands of his mother and father.

"Yes nduk ati ati on the road, don't forget your father's phone if you arrive.?" Mother Laras said.

"Yes Buk." Answer Briefly.

"I'm Anter Baras first Buk Kades, Mr. Kades." Bayu while kissing the hands of Ibuk and Mr. Laras.

"Yes Yu, ati ati ya. Please wait until Baras bus ride yes, papa don't you sorry ngerepotin again?" Said Mr. Kades

"Yes Mr. Kades, I don't feel bothered at all." Answer Bayu.

They both went out the door.

"Starting, Assalamualaikum." Laras.

"Assalamualaikum Buk, Bak." Bayu

"Waalaikumsalam," Mother and Mr. Kades answered their greetings.

Then Bayu lifted the suitcase Laras. Put it in front of the motorcycle seat. Bayu wears his helmet, and Laras also wears the helem that Bayu gave him.

They are both ready to go.

Ngreggggggg.

The sound of the motor that Bayu brought began to accelerate.

Laras was seen waving towards his parents as it passed.

Traveled.

Bayu was silent all the way out of the village. He looks focused on the road.whether his tongue is frozen or indeed he feels awkward again because he saw the beauty of his woman.

Until the time will get to the city.

Laras wrapped his hands around Bayu's waist, Bayu's heart felt thumping. Then Laras propped his chin on Bayu's left shoulder.

There was not a word between them. As if they enjoy the atmosphere.the hustle and bustle of the citizens they no longer ignore.Even the roar of the vehicle engine does not disturb the intimacy of the two lovebirds.

obviously in the mind of Bayu all that does not want to pass quickly.even if Bayu can want the intimacy to last forever.

When we get to the terminal.

Bayu prank shifts his spy towards Laras face. And the Bayu saw Laras as if he were crying. Laras realizes that Bayu noticed her from the rearview mirror, immediately Laras wiped her tears, then the beautiful girl smiled towards Bayu.

Bayu parked his motorbike Laras waiting for Bayu in front of the parking lot..

"yuk Ras." Bayu said while carrying the suitcase

The barrel just nodded.

Arriving at the bus waiting area.

Bayu hopes the bus that will be boarded Laras will be long coming. Laras sat down while Bayu stood beside Laras while looking at the bus entrance.

"Wood..." Laras.

"Yes, what's the Race." Bayu replied to her while looking at Laras.

"Sorry baby, sorry if I'm wrong with you." Laras said as his glassy eyes looked at Bayu.

"You did not have sal~~~~" Bayu has not had time to finish his word he said.

"Would you please excuse me.?" Laras said cut the word Bayu.

"Yes Laras...." Bayu answered briefly while rubbing the head of the beautiful woman in front of him, although Bayu did not understand why Laras continuously apologized to him.

" thank you Bayu, you are a very good man, and you deserve a good woman too." Barrel Vocations.

The bus that will be on Laras finally arrived.

"That seems to be my bus, make sure it's anter me Yu." Laras said as he moved from his seat.

"Yes Laras, be careful on the road and take care of yourself in Surabaya." Bayu said while wanting to shake hands with Laras.

Unexpectedly Laras immediately hugged Bayu. The young man who was affirming himself was a little shocked. Then Bayu rubbed the hair barrel.

The hug was short-lived. But Bayu felt the hug was like a sign of farewell.

The barrel pulled his suitcase and passed towards the bus. Suitcases are placed in the trunk by the bus kernet. While Laras went up and sat beside the window.

Saw barrel smiling and dripping tears while waving his hand towards Bayu.

While Bayu also waved back to Laras.

The bus that was riding Laras also left with billions of questions. Maybe because Bayu is a very innocent young man so that he can not understand the pain felt by Laras, which is still a big question mark for Bayu.

Bayu immediately headed for the parking lot and got out of the terminal on loan from Darman.

of course Bayu did not forget the services of Darman, so Bayu fun stop by the city square just to buy Darman's favorite burning pentol as a sign of gratitude. because if the baby gave him money Darman would be very resisting.

Arriving at the Alun Alun town.

while waiting for the brother of the seller to prepare a pentol bakar order, Bayu pensively sat on the sidewalk.

he was still thinking about Laras, thinking about the words of his lady earlier.

"what's the matter with you, Laras..?" Bayu said in his heart.

"maybe I will have savings to meet Laras to surabaya ." Bayu said in his heart again while rounding his throat.

"Mas, pentol bakarnya." brother brother pentol seller thrust orders Bayu.

"iya Mas. trimakasi." replied the baby while paying for the message.

then Bayu continued his journey again to go home.

a very sad journey for Bayu. left by girls idolatry entrusted millions or even billions of questions.

just a moment apart, it feels Bayu wants to meet Laras again and question what maxut say his words.but porridge is still porridge and will never be rice, Bayu just waiting for the opportunity that has passed.

the dim sunlight is seen on the western horizon.The sadness felt by Bayu like the sun that will part with the world chatter and disappear swallowed by night. In the heart of Bayu feel parting with the barrel will last forever, and will run forever, but Bayu's consciousness continues to deny it.