Painting Your Eye Ball
DESTINY IS INEVITABLE
The final semester exam is over. Unfortunately Cakra was unable to take the exam. Destiny cannot be avoided. There was also regret in the corner of his heart because in the past he always ignored his illness and also covered up from everyone. Let alone Naya lover, his own family does not know who has been sick all this time.
Cakra sat on the hospital bed. His classmates are coming to visit.
“This, we brought the guitar. I'm sure right now you want to play it, Bro.” Ryan smiled sweetly at his cheerful friend. “Lu just put the bawai, we will sing for you, Bro.”
Nodding from other friends makes Cakra reach for the guitar given by Ryan. He tried strumming the guitar with an inexorable face. There is happiness there, there is sadness. The shadow of the girl was clearly drawn.
“What do you want to sing?”
“Hmm, Little Friend is Ipang?”
“By also, Yan.” The other friends set up. “Where, Cak?”
The tip of the Cakra index finger held together with the tip of its thumb signifies the word agree. And he's back playing his guitar.
It just ended
It rained this afternoon
Leave wonders
Beautiful rainbow
Never to be missed
And keep on roaring it
An opportunity like this
It can't be bought
Ryan and some of his friends started singing. His eyes could not escape looking at the chakras that were living each passage from his fingers.
With you I spend time
It's good to know you
It feels like everything is so perfect
Honey to end it
Against limitations
Although a little possibility
Will not give up to face
Sad not to come again
Warm drops wet the cheeks of Cakra. However, as much as possible he kept smiling in front of everyone. Ryan tried not to cry in front of Cakra even though his heart was crushed.
With you I spend time
It's good to know you
It feels like everything is so perfect
Honey to end it
Stay like this
Susi was crying. The chakras never show their sadness to others. Not infrequently he is silly so that people around him are happy.
***
Surgery is not done considering the condition of the Cakra is getting weaker. Imposing an operation for now is very risky.
At the moment Cakra can only lie in the hospital. It's been almost a month. The class break started last week. The guy was sure that Naya was waiting for him right now. However, he was unable to do anything. Cakra asked his mother to contact Yudha, Naya's father. He is now in the hospital where Cakra is being treated. There was a sense of disbelief in Mr. Yudha when he saw the man who loved his daughter so much.
“Why does Nak Cakra hide this disease? Why just feel it yourself? At least tell me if something hurts. What's the point of family if it's not sharing, son.”
“Cakra don't want ... “ Cakra gulped with difficulty, then continued, “ ... distressing those around Cakra, Om.”
“But it didn't get like this either, did it, Cakra?”
Cakra just silently looked at his mother and father alternately. “Someone wants Cakra to talk to Mom, Dad, and Om Yudha.”
***
Yogyakarta, January 2018
“Ma, Cakra is not now a holiday? How come you didn't come to Naya?” asked Naya from her wheelchair.
“Busy maybe. Also tomorrow is here.”
“Ma, try calling Cakra dong. Naya pingin denger her voice.”
“It's night, son. We'll call him tomorrow, yeah. Might now Naya sleep, Mama deliver to the room yes, Nak.”
“Ya.” Naya nodded slowly. However, his heart was troubled. Once in the room, Naya thinks back to her lover. It has been almost a month since they met. I don't know what you're up there anymore, but I'm sure that you're just as nervous as I am. Why do you have so much heart, sister? Uh, Naya what are you thinking, anyway.
***
“There are, anyway, this task,” complained Dika annoyed. “Usually Miss Rahayu who loves the task of making mumets. Uh, why is Mr Rudi also coming?”
“Our own fault too, anyway, Brother. Our grades are so ugly. Forced, deh,” said Eagle took glue UHU not also from him.
“Yes don't make replicas of wooden houses either, Lang. Hard tau,”
“Ya the name is also a masterpiece lesson. Cook yes tell me to make fried rice?” Dika pointed the glue hole towards his astonished face. “Kok can't get out, yes, the glue?
“Less big you menggelubanginnya, Lang,” Dika replied without stopping his aactivity paint triplex for replica walls.
“Udah, kok,” replied Dika while pressing the glue to get out. Suddenly the hard glue splashed and hit his eyes. “Aaaaaa!”
“Sampean why, Lang?”
“My eyes, Brother! My eyes, Dik!”
