BAYU: Where the Wind Brings Misses

Change Seasons

When you come with a smile

I'll run hugging you tight

Break the clock

So that I will forever keep you

When, you come with a million questions

I'll welcome you warmly

Approaching you and convincing you

That my love is still there and real

When, you came in with tears

I'll rub the sadness on your cheek

Clasping your hand and asking

Is this the end of our path.?

Whatever it is I can't afford.

Waiting for answers to the puzzle of the universe.

Bayu no longer knows how to convey his longing. Except with a pen and a piece of paper.

Deep longing makes Bayu restless, news that never comes makes Bayu depressed.

But trust is the crutch of a million steps. And the power of prayer in every single direction, making Bayu sure that the rose stalk will never be broken.

One full moon passed two full moons passed one season passed, the sky was no longer sad no longer cloud clumped. Only the foliage gets tired of photosynthesizing, opting for deciduous and dead.

Almost a year Bayu waiting for news of the return of Laras.

The rice field turned into a jangung. The wet ground turned barren. Laras should return, bringing the longing that Bayu put on the Wind.

Later then.

Bayu began to have a habit every afternoon waiting on the side of the road right next to his father's farm, where Bayu and Laras used to talk friendly. Maybe Bayu just wanted to remember the atmosphere at that time.

Day after day Bayu does that, sometimes also while irrigating his father's fields with a gasoline-powered water suction pump. Because it has been 3 months no longer raining and has been the last 1 month of irrigation river in the village of Sehat Mulia dried up.

Darman was a little worried about his best friend. One day when the baby water the fields again, Darman tried to meet Bayu in the fields.

dukdukdukuk

the sound of the water pump that Bayu turned on.

The water then flowed inundating the corn fields.

Bayu then waited again under the usual mango tree.

"Woe Yu." Darman patted Bayu pudak from behind.

"Hee asem you Dar. Shocked me." Bayu replied with surprise.

"When you come to Dar, it's like the devil has arrived" Bayu added.

"Yes, you are the one who daydreams. By the way I came to you not knowing" Darman said as he sat at the root of the mango tree.

"Dar Tumben. No proyekan you can play here ?" Bayu asked.

"Project what Yu. What the dry season can do, most just wait for the new corn harvest there is activity" Darman said while idly throwing gravel gravel into the field.

"Yes and Dar. I think it feels good, like Joko, Agus, Pras and Yoga" Bayu said while staring at the water pump.

"Say you want to go to Surabaya to meet Laras" Darman said.

"Yes yes, the kasmaran. By the way our temen in town how are you doing Yu.?" Darman asked

"It doesn't know I'm Dar. May they be well in the land of the region" Bayu replied.

"You ahir ahir this often hang out here, waiting for Laras to come home you.?" Darman asked.

"Yes Dar. He should have gone home, at best if he had a long holiday would have gone home, right.?" Bayu asks darman's opinion.

"Yes that should be" Darman replied as he continued throwing gravel.

"When is college off, Dar.?" Bayu asked with a blank look.

"Well, I know Yu. We are village children, school until high school aja profit for, here the new college Laras aja" Darman replied while patting Bayu's shoulder.

"Had not thought later would have come home Kok Laras" said Darman encouraged Bayu.

Bayu folded his hands over his knees, and propped his chin above the folds of his hands. As if Bayu had resigned.

"Did Baras have a girlfriend over there Dar.?" bad thoughts begin to possess Bayu.

"Yu you know I'm your best friend, you know I always speak honestly and just the way you are. And if you ask me, do you have a girlfriend again or not,? I'll answer the possibility yes. Sorry if my words offended you but I don't want you to accept the bad reality later, you better prepare your heart for Yu." Darman tried to advise Bayu.

"Trimakasi Dar's. You are indeed a friend who never pretended in front of me" Bayu said while contemplating.

"I'm not telling you to forget Laras, it's just that you have to get used to living without him, I'm talking this way so you can be strong and strong if Laras comes back but not bring love to you" Darman tried to convince Bayu.

The warmth of the afternoon sun was no longer felt by Bayu, just a tear that tried to encourage the young man's kink.

"Yawes Yu I'm going home first. Tomorrow afternoon to my house, we walk to the city looking for the wind" Darman patted Bayu's shoulder twice and then went home on his motorcycle,

Darman knows Bayu wants to be alone, but Darman is just worried what happened to his best friend.

Not long after Darman went Bayu sobbed, drop by drop his tears wet his cheeks, he bit his lips trying not to cry, but what a long-stoppable tear did not want to stop.

Bayu is not that loud, he is also an ordinary human, an innocent child born from the love of the universe. His heart was fragile, but he never showed it to anyone.

long enough Bayu pondered and cried.

then he stood up, in the absence of tears with both stairs, and he immediately washed his face with water coming out of the pump.

Bayu clean the water pump, lift it on the motor Bapaya. tied the pump so as not to fall, Bayu got on the motor, took a deep breath and then he left home.

on the way Bayu began to think if he should go to Surabaya as well, but he was not sure his savings were enough and what reason he would go to Surabaya.

Arriving at home.

Bayu immediately lowered the pump from the motor. he kept the pump next to the kitchen door, Bayu then entered and immediately took a shower. The young man tried to be reasonable, to be fair, he didn't want anyone to know that he was just crying.

after Bayu bathed him into the kitchen, opened the hood serving, there was only the rest of the cuisine this morning a little rice, vegetable lodeh and fried tofu.

"Yu you eat again,? My mother just wanted to cook for dinner" Mother said as she prepared her cooking utensils.

"no papa Buk, this is still good" Bayu replied.

His mother realized the baby's voice was shaking a little.

"are you sick to le.?" Mother approached the baby and examined her first child's forehead.

"no kok Bu" replied Bayu briefly while continuing to eat.

mother's premonition is never wrong, I know that Bayu has just cried, but I choose not to question it.

"yasudah.e out of this you rest in the room, later Mother bring ginger anget, maybe you soybeans because of the hot weather ahir ahir ahir this" Mother said while preparing ginger wedang for Bayu.

after eating Bayu went to his room, he collapsed trying not to think about his anxiety.

and before long without realizing Bayu fell asleep.