Finals

Memories That Stack Up

The sunlight slowly entered my room. Forcing me to wake up from a recurring dream to the man I once loved. The sun has always been the same in both my present condition and 5 years ago. The only thing different is me.

I sat on the bed without caring about the sunlight that would warm my feet. I love the warm feeling, especially in the hug and kissed. But it seems like it won't be possible anymore.

"If you're sad, hug me? Don't be held in captivity anymore."

I just smiled cynically when those memories came to my mind.

"If you are sick, I will be sick. If you're happy I'll be happy too."

You liar!

"You won't get sick when I'm sick, right?! You must be happy now."

I think after 5 years have passed about him he will definitely be lost in time. Maybe partly true, my love for her has turned to hate. But about the memories that are not so easy to disappear.

There is no point in remembering memories. I dismissed that thought and chose to take a shower. The more I remember the more pain I received.

I have an activity today. Some of my activities are done because of hobbies and luckily money. I haven't had a specific job since moving 1 year ago to this beachside village. So a lot of side work I do for my daily living expenses as well as channeling my hobbies.

Although since childhood until now I was forced to grow up with pain but outside I will look fine. Don't worry, I've been good friends with wounds as well as a set of pain.

"Naya, help me out this morning at the market. My salary" Mimi's message.

"Nay, isn't it empty? help me at the restaurant there are 3 reservations today. I'll pay more" Tiva said.

"Oi Nay! busy night, right? if you don't help my grandfather catch a fish. Mr. Kardi is sick again so you replace him, just last night. His salary is taken from the catch of fish!" juna's Message.

3 Messages in a row went to my phone. If there's a pay word I'll take it.

I, Saka, Mimi, Tiva and Juna have been officially friends since I moved to this village. At first I was just friends with Saka because before I was 10 years old, my parents always took me on vacation in this beachside village. This is where my grandmother lives.

Then my life changed. My grandmother asked me to stay with her but I refused. I couldn't have moved when I hadn't graduated, the transfer fee was expensive. So inevitably I have to continue living alone after my parents don't want to take care of me anymore.

Even after parting ways with that man, I still continued my life in that city. College and then graduate and then work I do alone. Until finally the news of my grandmother's death was heard that's when I rushed there.

My third wound was also cut.

"Son ... later if grandma is gone you don't like this huh? don't get lost in sadness."

That's what Grandma said she called me the day before she died.

"Grandma don't worry about me, I'm used to it. What matters is that grandma has to recover quickly."

"I'm sorry grandma .. You should have been living with grandma. At least you won't get used to the pain. Forgive grandma, son ..."

I remember the sound of her shaking. That voice I can't even hear anymore. All these are just memories that have been piled up in my head.

Every time I visit her grave there are only two words I say, "I'm sorry Naya ... Naya dear grandma."

After that, my four friends comforted me. We are the same age and still feel at home alone maybe because of that the five of us are suitable to be friends.

I rushed out of the house when the clock was 07:25. My schedule today is really busy. There is no time to recall old memories. Even though I've been good friends with pain, I don't want to remember it.

I drove to the market on my grandmother's old bicycle. The morning air on the beach side street feels refreshing. Unlike the thing with in the city, these hours of fresh air supply has been colonized by pollution from vehicles. And the traffic is not helped. One of the reasons that made me move.

A beautiful view on the left side of the road is visible. The bright beach water is decorated with white sand beaches, really like a painting.

"May!!"

A man approached me from behind. The man who last night forbade me to get drunk on the beach. Who else if not Saka.

"Why?" ask me.

"Will be busy tonight? there's a new job."

I just shook my head.

"Good! ntar afternoon around 4 o'clock meet me in the village yes, this afternoon you become a tour guide. Okay?"

Suddenly I stopped my bike. So is his.

"Why stop, Nay?" ask her.

"Tour guide until when?"

"It's up to three days but it could be more than that. Said my dad who'd come to the tv people. How's it?" ask her again.

"Today I can only be from afternoon until 7pm. Later that night I promised to help Grandpa Juna catch fish all night. And I'll be back after breakfast."

"OK no problem, for a while let me do the rest of you."

I just nodded and turned back on the bike. Nothing makes me happy except salary, that's how I feel right now.

What about happy feelings? ntahlah ..may never come back to greet me.