Longsuffering

Companions

someone once said,

if we are separated by distance and time

use your phone

; I'm here now!

-Wita

Bandung, Rani-Wita

45 Minutes earlier

“okey. you now set the breath. Relax Wit”, the word of a woman behind cellular that he had previously attached to the ear.

“good.. close your eyes, set your breath again!”

“fyuuuhhh”

“oke, kerreen!. Where are you now?”

“tolilet Laaan” shaking he replied.

“aku nausea again” he continued.

“no.. no. no.. you are standing now. You don't want to come on!, now you stand up. Make sure it's the best you. Wita, every think its gonna be okay! You moved yes. Uh which toilet is this?” Lanis only realized that the answer to the toilet did not describe the existence of Wita more clearly.

“school”, answer.

“oke.you moved to the playground where there was the mango tree. There's a chair, right? You sit there!” Lanis ordered herself to go to the Gemintang Dewun school park because she thought the place was right to neutralize the current condition of Wita. Approaching Wita in an urgent condition like now is not the right decision. It took an hour to get to Wita's school from the hospital where she worked.

Wita nodded, set up a more balanced stand and then walked out of the toilet where “ burst”nya just now. Decided to sit in the front seat of a class filled with beautiful pots and plants that are now popular. He didn't have to walk to the school park, he thought, because it would take a long time. Meanwhile, he was still very aware that Pingkan and hundreds of people were still waiting for him there.

“I've sat” he replied. Begging without a sound afterwards there was Lanis to give her a path to balance for her emotions and thoughts.

“oke Wita, my good friend. You actually know best what you should do. No drug eating event huh?” tell Lanis firmly.

 

****

Rani looks at Wita without sound, while her hands are still struggling with connector infokus cables and Wita's laptop. We are glad to see this annual event finished well. After 45 minutes ago he chased after Wita who seemed to rush to the toilet. Strange, when he was delivering juice to the headmaster's room, Wita was seen coming out of the meeting building with a face that he could not understand. Half hunting for the place that Wita was headed to, clearly heard behind the toilet door, Wita vomited up the entrails. Was he wrong to give her breakfast this morning?. But yes?, that's the food he used to serve Wita and the other teachers at his work weekend. Handle the door tried to open it but stopped when hearing the voice of Wita's moans behind the toilet door, “Lanis.

For a few seconds he waited for his friend behind the door. Just in case something happens. Ceklek, the toilet door slowly opened, the corner of his eyes could not escape scanning Wita's trembling body. Wita seems to be focusing too much on herself. Rani's presence at the door was ignored. He followed the Wita towards a direction not far from the toilet, turned to the right and then his steps stopped when Wita decided to corner himself in the classroom terrace chair with lush vegetation.

Wita closed her eyes and slowly adjusted her breathing. He saw the friend still holding the cellphone and attached to his ear. Realizing that Wita would not see him, he decided to slowly approach Wita who in his view was in need of a favor. This strange thing, was not the first time he had discovered. But it seems like this is not a big problem for Wita, because so far Wita is fine, right?

Staring at the Wita who was leaning his head on the back of the chair, like putting yourself in the wind that continues to spread the orange hijab belonging to his best friend. He could see from behind the temple that was covered with Wita hijab, wet with sweat marks that poured. The face of Wita that he had found in the morning was full of burning enthusiasm, has been lost somewhere. Wita slowly opened her beautiful eyes. She smiled at her wonderful friend.

Friends who have never tirelessly lived the arena of life that has many flavors. Friends who accompany his drowsiness when the history teacher tells a story. The friend who accompanied him walked down the sidewalk to the house because the cost he had vanished to pay for a copy of a math assignment. The friend who accompanied him with a simple piece of ideals. Friends who are not good at living life.

“Rani...” with a raucous voice and the head that is still leaning on the class terrace chair Wita mentioned his name. Then a circle of tears dripped slowly even in a matter of droplets remaining.

He wiped away the tears of his best friend with his rough index finger. “Nothing, just cry!”. Without asking permission from the owner of the slender body in orange hijab, Rani hugged her best friend. Wita's crying spilled without a word excuse me. Wita, the figure of a friend he never saw crying, the figure of a friend who never heard his voice complain, the figure of a friend who always put his life with a smile and confidence. His best friend is now crying bitterly, he never even really knows what weeping Wita is showing. Let him allow his shoulders to spill the sorrow that has afflicted his friend.

For a moment Rani realized that their place this time was not the right place. Wita should be in the parenting meeting building because the time still shows less than an hour of time that has been determined to complete the event, and Rani was supposed to be in her room with Siti to prepare some teacher needs.

“We are no longer dating, right?” ledek Rani who both wear the hijab a few seconds later, makes Wita stretch her body and pull her index finger to her forehead.

“Basic sableng”.answer Wita.

“Hahahahah.. fix you already okay now” replied Rani with a relief laugh.

“I need warm tea made by you Ran!” pinta Wita to her best friend.

“Okee.. case gampaaang.” while lifting the thumbs omens agree Rani assented Wita's request that for him is not difficult..

“Please deliver to my room yes, do not use long, I want to betulin first veil nih. Poor Pingkan still waiting in gedung”. Answer Wita with confidence.

He looked at Wita with doubt. Where was the cry just now?. Is this little friend better now? Would it be alright if Wita continued her duties? Nothing's gonna happen, right?. Rani has to put aside her negative thoughts. His best friend seemed sure why he wasn't. Hasn't his best friend been through a lot of unexpected things, but with his own eyes and head he can see Wita can survive, but at this point.

Rani then stood up and answered Wita's plea, “okey my friend” while smiling she lifted her body and sauntered away to the school pantry in haste.