Hear My Wish's
Chapter 11 – Reunion
Dusk again appeared to him in a friendly manner.
Seyuman tired of the sun greeted his sidekick, Noel, who had not been around for a long time
meet with himself. The golden rays of light were so warm they pierced through the glass
the barrier of distance between them. In his last moments before
sleeping, the sun told me. About how close their friendship was
the past. He who always looked down, watched every step
noel's squeaky legs on the pedestrian sidewalk.
Noel let his chin lean against the folds of his hands
above the coffee table. Dark brown table
what he always used to write, even though it should only be a table
as a place for tea cups and pastries to dry, loyal friends when
have a warm conversation in the living room. A pair of shiny brown eyes
exposed to the sparkle of the sun left closed for a moment. The boy as if
to send a message to the Sun. His mind asserts that he has
reborn in renewal. He is no longer a street child. Nonexistent
the slightest desire to return to set foot on ‘home’
that length. Because he was released. The habitat feels like it
nirvana. The place he lived in was as beautiful as in the palace.
Not only that, he felt the warm affection of two people who always
living a life worthy of him. His life feels perfect.
Sunset smiled wryly at him. Bright light
the humble returned to reply to Noel's inner speech with millions of memories
with his group of friends first.
The feeling of longing for his friends was still sitting quietly
in his heart.
“Noel, let's wake up,” the voice forced him to open
eye. A gentle pat landed on his left shoulder.
Noel slowly opened his two bright brown eyes. Edwin
smile thinly while shuffling the boy's short reddish black hair.
“The books are tidied up, yes. Put it on the bookshelf again
your room's. After auntie finished cooking, we ate, okay?”
“Oke,” answers are down.
His little hands nimbly picked up the books
his lesson that unfolds over coffee
table. Then, it reassembled it on the bookshelf beside the table
studied it.
Typical fragrant aroma of butter fried chicken and sauteed kale
stickly smell. Auntie must have finished cooking.
Noel rushed to the dining room. Plates
white porcelain decorated with dark blue geometric motifs has been neatly arranged in the
table top. The number of circular objects is five. The boy muttered
in my heart, count back how many people there are in this house. Himself,
Edwin, and bi Nara. Mr. Asep who is guarding the gate has stopped working and
he has been back to his hometown since June. So, in this house only
there are three people. He looked back at the plate. Why does the number exist
a five?
Her brown iris glances moved during the light beam of the lamp
dim the car through the window. Bi Nara was seen in a hurry to open the fence
homehouse. Noel narrowed his eyes slightly, as if it could help him
see more clearly.
The stature of the young man who got off the taxi was almost
similar to Edwin. It was just that his body was slightly taller and cut
her hair is quite different.
Noel flabbergasted. Without a second thought, he immediately
ran upstairs and closed the door to her room tightly. Tightness
immediately shove the child's chest. His sweat also pours. Her world
as if it feels spinning. He doesn't understand at all. His heart is not yet
can get rid of Dean's fear. Even though the young man never once
rebuking or beating Noel all-out as often bang
Gondrong, his former boss did to him. I don't know why, a cynical look
Dean felt so much more painful until now, not getting in his mind
we disappear into eroded time.
***
“Oh, yes, Win. This is Charlotte, sister's fiancee.”
Dean turned his head and smiled faintly at the golden-blossomed girl next to him, “Charlotte, this is my little brother, she said,
Edwin. He’s young by three years than me.”
Edwin reached out his hand, “Nice to... uh.. meet you,” he said a little flattered from nervousness.
His English in school has never been higher than
number eight. She is not as good at foreign languages as her sister. The problem isn't
that's all it is. This was also the first time Edwin had to face off and
talk to native speakers like Charlotte.
“Don’t
speak English with him, he’s not fluent yet.”Dean whispered softly in the girl's ear.
Charlotte nodded softly and welcomed the words
hand sister fiancee, “I can speak Indonesian, kok,” typical logat
The English-American in his sentence still sounds so thick.
The young man was stunned to see his brother chuckling
I watched that ridiculous thing. He felt something was different from Dean. Lifetime
his life, Edwin knew his brother as a person who almost always behaved
less even unfriendly, arrogant, too quick to judge and reluctant
understand the feelings of others. This is contrary to Edwin's attitude. Yeah, it does
Edwin had already felt a small change in the young man just before he returned
leave for America.
A swift step sounded down the stairs before finally
approaching the existence of three people. Aunt smiles knot until dimple
her cheeks were visible while slightly nodding her head, a gesture that
implying respect for both his employer's son and one of the guests
he had never been seen or known by the woman.
“Mas Edwin, Noel does not want to go down,” said bi Nara slowly, almost
like whispers.
“Lho? Why?”
The middle-aged woman shrugged both of her shoulders, “Auntie
also do not know. In fact, usually if the aunt said there was food downstairs, then,
he must be down.”
Edwin was silent for a moment, “Yes already, Edwin try to call deh.”
A little while after Edwin left Dean
and Charlotte, the girl opened her mouth without hesitation to catapult
enquiries.
“You have two sisters?”
The young man shook his head, “Noel is not my sister. We don't exist
blood relation at all.”
“Then?”
“He only lives here. Not wrong, from the moon
Last january, deh. He was a street kid before. Yeah, I don't know.
exactly, anyway. But I accidentally read Noel's book, he didn't
purposely met Edwin and he said every day he was samperin, continue to be loved
eat with Edwin. Keep even brought home with Edwin.”
“Oh, yes? My aunt used to be like your sister.
But, it turns out that the boy still remembers the same name address of his parents. So, uh,
I was looking for my aunt. Continue, see.” Charlotte paused her sentence
for a moment, “Why not find Noel's parents? Children living in
***
The little hand crossed a pair of forks and spoons
on a plate. This was the second time he had eaten his food inside
her bedroom. It might sound pretty weird. Noel felt better
doing anything weird or crazy than having to come face to face
the young man who always gives the inner pressure through a look
sharpest.
The door opened slowly. He looked to the right and
leftist. There's no sign of Dean here. Carrying a white plate
that, Noel walked down the stairs about to head to the kitchen, returning the object
it was on bi Nara so it could be washed.
Screaming leaves accompany the twang of the piano melodious.
Noel's steps came to a halt that second as well. He seemed hypnotized by the heartwarming tone of the music River Flows in You. He wonders
in heart. Who produced the beautiful rhythmic harmony of the grand piano? Maybe that guy
The edwin? Or auntie? But, the effect is so impossible if the aunt plays it. Because,
the woman once said that she was not talented at all
musics.
“Eh, Noel down also finally. Have breakfast yet?” Edwin
pat Noel's shoulder from behind.
The boy slowly looked. A few drops of sweat
fall over. If the one who greeted him was Edwin, it was not wrong again,
what he noticed earlier was Dean. Noel immediately counted the cue
to turn around in the heart. He went back up the stairs and stayed
himself room.
Not yet had the count reached number two, Dean stopped
move his fingers over the piano keys.
“Noel want to try playing piano?”
The question succeeded in making Noel stunned. In fact,
it's not just Noel. Edwin did too.
Noel swallowed his saliva. From the beginning, set foot on
this house, he harbored the desire to play the beautiful tones of a song
from that fancy musical instrument. This is a great opportunity for him.
Dean standing from his seat, “Come, here sit. Brother Dean
ajar play piano.”
This time, the pair of eyes looked at him with friendly eyes.
Noel never thought this would be a day
where the young man was close to him, holding the fingers of his right hand
he was wounded and taught her to play the piano. The heart of the boy did not
again banging his ribs. He felt a little calmer, following
the largo tempo of the seven basic notes of the piano.
***
Dean's change of attitude did set a mark
big question in Edwin's mind. After Noel set both feet back
at home after being invited to walk, the child immediately chose to spend
time in front of a black grand piano
belongs to the young man who used to hate him half-dead, with Dean playing
role as music teacher.
Edwin asked the question to his brother,
about what could make it change in a matter of months.
It is like a boomerang, though,
her brother even gave her a question again, “According to you?”
Edwin put both his hands on the steering wheel and
letting his pair of eyes catch every moment showed just how much
the splendid metropolis of Jakarta at night. Light from the lamp
golden twinkling skyscrapers surround it,
it was as if he was in the middle of a sky studded with millions of stars. That panorama
it really spoiled every pair of eyes that looked at him.
The clamorous sound of the horn instantly scattered Edwin's daydream
who momentarily drifted away in hypnosis the beautiful scenery of the capital city. To the extent that
he forgot that he was in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the highway, the line
the four-wheeled vehicles. Edwin quickly lowered the hand brake lever and
stepping on the gas pedal before the loud sound broke his eardrum.
The steering wheel rotated until the car he was driving turned the direction.
His memorization of the ins and outs of the direction to his house is indeed still
vaguely. But, it did not break his determination to take
a shortcut that would free him from the traffic jam.
Lightning and rumbling appeared simultaneously. Not long, though,
raindrops followed them down to the surface of the earth after
for a long time, not freefall. The fingers on his left hand slide the wiper lever down, letting the two objects
the black one worked as per his duty, clearing the disturbing trail of rainwater
his view while driving. At first glance, he felt his car run over a
small sized things. The young man immediately removed his seat belt and pulled
hand brake. Then hurry down.
The lighting in this rat alley is relatively lacking. Edwin
lucky included. He could still see what was stuck in the front tire
to the right of the car. It was just a small nail. Less size
more than two centimetres. It's okay, the car can still go. It's just, he
should avoid perforated roads and should patch tires immediately.
The young man had not yet straightened his legs
to stand up, suddenly a hand curled his neck from behind.
His unrelenting heartbeat reluctantly synchronizes with his reason
exclaiming loudly told him to be quiet and calm.
“Serahin contents of your wallet if you want congratulations!”
The sound of the threat didn't sound as heavy as it was
her voice. The sleeves were covered in a tobacco-flavored jacket that curled it
it is also smaller than his arm. A long black mane sheet as well
faintly passed in his sight.
The owner of this voice is a girl?!
“Pick!” he ordered while holding a knife
fold it towards the neck of the victim.
Edwin's slightly trembling hand reached into his pocket
his pants. In seconds, a few pieces of rupiah straight away
he was taken out of his black wallet. Then handed him the paper
the multicolored exchange was worth it to the girl who bullied him with an ultimatum
curt.
“Gue know you have a mobile phone.
So, now get out of your phone!”
“Eh, no..”
No matter what kind of words you want to say,
the girl directly shifted her knife closer until it almost touched
with the skin of Edwin's neck. “Do not need a lot of bacot if you do not want my neck
make torn!” threaten him while tightening his pitingan.
Edwin coughing. This cigarette smelling girl can really
kill him right now. He can't take any chances. Losing more treasure
better than losing lives. His hand reached into his other pants pocket.
“OK, good.” The fine fingers folded up
back to his knife. He kept the sharp weapon back in his pocket.
Quickly, he snatched away the money and the mobile phone he had handed over to him.
The girl took off her pocket, “Lo can go now,”
said it. Then, he pulled the hood of his jacket so that his face was not clearly visible.
