Hear My Wish's
Chapter 13 – A Friend in Need
Sylvia continued to set her gaze beyond the glass
the window of the car that was driving while continuing to sip his soft drink that was almost finished. He doesn't want to miss
the opportunity to get a different viewpoint when looking at the city streets
Jakarta, even though the atmosphere of the city to be enjoyed by him is blocked by the sea
vehicles. But he was lucky enough today. Lunch is served,
given free money, allowed to sit in the passenger seat next door
the driver is like a VIP guest.
The girl's sassy hand opened the dashboard drawer of the willing young man's car
take him to ‘rumah’. His head was tilted slightly in order to string
the letters on a set of neatly-woven HVS paper can be clearly read.
Edwin
Pramana Wijaya's.
Although he does not have a High School, Junior High, or even an Elementary School diploma, he can read well. It was that which greatly helped him to know the name of the naive young man next to him, without having to wonder.
***
“Gue
usually in the rat alley at that time, fitting lo lindes nail car, but that
at night, yes! When it's noon, I like to go around. So, kalo
emang lo have plans to meet me when it is still noon, tell me now.
I don't have a cell phone.”
It might be Sylvia's actions to convey a verbal message
that's not a bad thing. It was two weeks and five days
edwin ordered him to eat, and then took him to his favorite place,
cattleya Park with its sedan car. His life truly feels good without
must bother to drip sweat from hard work. Just need
taking advantage of the situation and naive youth who do not hesitate to spend money
when requested. Who wouldn't want to miss such a great opportunity? Surely all
people, Sylvia is no exception.
That day the afternoon sun was emitting its blazing light. At
park benches that shelter in the shadow of a large tree shade, second
the man sat next to each other, as if they had long been close friends.
“Lo why, anyway? I think it really took me to
here's. Then, it's about my life, it's really important?”
“Ya. Create thesis, task
end of college, one of the conditions for graduating,” he explained while continuing to move
ten of his fingers pressed the buttons bearing that letter.
Sylvia leaned against her folded hands behind her back
chief. Next to his feet that were not lifted was swung.
The question Edwin asked about his life
sometimes success made his heart feel a little uneasy, as if the young man
utilize their instant closeness to dig into the story of a life that
buried in the shadow of a row of skyscrapers Jakarta city.
The girl's instincts do tend to be vigilant and often
ordered his brain to be prejudiced. But this time, it didn't happen.
The scent of lies behind kindness was not smelled by Sylvia. Not at all.
He had repeatedly looked at Edwin closely, watching
his gestures. Precisely what he obtained was a sense of confidence that the youth
it does have a heart according to its face. Naively.
“Oh, yes. Tomorrow, I want to see your house?” ask
Edwin while pressing the power button,
turn off his notebook.
“Terlarah. But, if you want to go there, do not use
tidy-cute clothes kek gini.”
The young man glanced at the blue shirt he was wearing then
frown. “Why?”
“Later if samo looks the same my friends, run
fate lo.”
“Bentar, jerk. How to?”
Sylvia rolled her eyes together
pissed.
“Yes, you will be the target of copet, bego!”
“Casual dong talking,” said Edwin slowly, barely
audibly.
“Seevice, anyway, yes. Try to emulate the styles of ordinary people.
Don't wear a watch, don't bring it, tuh.” Sylvia pointed at the notebook that sat quietly on her lap
both students majoring in sociology. “Usahain too, wear a jacket. Lo skin
there are no gosongs, it seems clear if you are a home-based child. Clay-washy too
pocket lo, you know the same wallet mobile you have moved into the hands of people aja.”
“It wasn't there when no one was there,
yes?”
Sylvia reached into the pocket of her shabby jeans in order to take out a cigarette to even
three times he's smoked the tube filled with tobacco today.
“Emang. But, yes, I said ‘just saran’. Make
just in case. If you don't want to, yes, risk your own responsibility. I don't
responsibility,” said the girl while licking a gas match.
***
Noel's excited not playing. His little fingers are successful
song by Twinkle, Twintkle, Little
Star without the slightest mistake, either pressing the wrong piano keys, or
termangu for a moment remember the number notes that have been memorized before
playing Dean's fancy musical instrument.
“Sister Edwin, brother Edwin!” that eight-year-old boy
a little run came over to Edwin who had just set foot on
living room floor after going down stairs. “Noel can play piano!” yells.
Noel who was unceasingly revealed a wide smile, revealed how much
happy his heart.
“Try brother Edwin view!” Noel pulled Edwin's hand, slowly,
intending to bring him closer to grand
a black piano that stands gallantly in the corner of the living room, close to the closet
the glass where Dean's trophies line up neatly.
“Ka Edwin see it later, yes? You see, brother wants
go outside first,” reject it smooth.
A pair of brown eyes glimmered at Edwin
from top to bottom. The young man was not wearing a shirt in a dress
bright orange alma mater. The way she dresses looks so casual these days.
Just a short-sleeved shirt and black jeans. His right hand is holding
a plain misty ash colored jacket.
“So Edwin wants to go for a walk, huh? Follow!”
The young man's hand stroked Noel's head, like a
father comforts his son.
“Think sometime, yeah. Brother has a promise with me
older sister. So, Noel can't come.”
The smile curvature on Noel's lips faded that second as well.
Without saying a word to reply to Edwin's sentence, the boy
immediately turned around, limping closer to the piano with a face
bowed listlessly.
On the one hand, Edwin's heart felt pity when he saw Noel
the thirsty for attention. Because it was seen as wrong
one part of the family, someone with a big brother figure for the child. But, in
on the other hand, he could not break his promise with Sylvia. And he didn't
might be able to let his little ‘sister’ set foot back in hell
which has taken away Noel's childhood which should always be overflowing
happiness, not distress from torment.
***
Sylvia sniffed out the distinctive aroma of expensive cologne spewing out of the fibers of clothing
Edwin is like a dog who knows his master's new guests.
His hand grabbed a Marlboro from his pants pocket. As fast as lightning
lit a cigarette and stuffed it in Edwin's mouth.
The young man immediately coughed uncontrollably. Hurry up
he pulled out a cigarette that passed between his lips.
“Syl... I can't stand.... cigarette smoke..” he said.
a little stammered while patting his chest that was suffocating nicotine.
The dark blue-tailed girl sighed, “Bau lo
it stings like an office! Did you come to my place smell like that?!
Want to work there?” continue while continuing the steps
both legs.
After months of not being here, right on this day,
Edwin was again in the middle of a building called ‘rumah’ by children
the street and their boss who posed as the head of the family.
The interior of the house still looks the same as the last moment
the second time his feet rested on that tileless floor. Still equipped
with a bulkhead that adds a narrow impression, cracked walls, and mats
as a bed. Only, Sylvia's room looks like a ship broke.
Various kinds of goods from the collection scattered everywhere.
“I help rapihin, yes.” The young man moved immediately
his hands, returned the items back to their cardboard house at
room corners.
Sylvia is stunned when a shabby batik scarf
it was torn to reveal itself from under the pile of scattered goods
that's. The fierce impression on his face was slowly being replaced by grief.
“Win.. that one.. throw away...”.
“This?” tannya
while lifting the batik cloth, ascertaining what his brain understood from
sylvia's words are correct.
The atmosphere of the room felt so different when Edwin returned
turned his head, looking at the girl who did not give an answer at all
questions from. Sylvia, the girl who is famous for violence more than
the Tanah Abang thug showed a different reaction this time. His face is visible
so melancholy, far from the fierce impression that is usually attached.
I felt the change in mood, Edwin
slowly approached the girl.
“Why are you, Syl?”
Sylvia directly repulsed the hand of the young man who tried
patting his shoulder slowly. Even though his teeth look like they are clashing together
grinning a ferocious tiger that shows sharp fangs when face to face
with his opponent, his pair of brown eyes were telling the truth, without the slightest hint
doubt, let the droplets of tears fall down the cheeks.
Unbelievable! Edwin really wanted to slap
himself at that moment, ascertaining what his retinas captured
it's a real thing.
“Syl... you cry...?”
Quickly Sylvia wiped off the trail of tear flow in the
her cheeks while slightly sobbing.
“Ngapain loamy-wild me?” words that should
it was spoken with a loud tone and the ferocious aura was instead combined with a face
soft and soft voice.
