Short Story (Cerpen)

Short Story (Cerpen)
Verdriet



Category: Fiction Fantasy Short stories


Title: Verdriet


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Since two hours ago I was relaxing in the backyard of my house, the night wind blew, cooling my brain, it was nice to relax while listening to the song Shaggy do – With you. A few minutes later my phone rang, a miss call, I walked to the terrace, then sat back and read an automotive magazine.


Fifteen minutes later I stood up, a long-haired, cold-faced woman walked towards me, then she sat on the chair opposite me, she is Rara a friend of mine who just returned from her hometown. We talked and talked until my friend Ito came and offered us to come with him, went to a cafe owned by his brother on the edge of town, finally we headed to the cafe with a car owned by Rara. The cafe was pretty good, there was WIFI and there were often local bands playing, we chose a table next to the stage and ordered some food and drinks. I really enjoyed the atmosphere that night. My watch shows at 00.00 and we came home, on the way I had invited my friends to ‘relax’ at my house tomorrow at noon at 12.00 and I had invited a close friend of mine.


I woke up, it was still quiet, the sky was still dark and the sun had not yet appeared, I immediately took a shower and immediately went to find a 24-hour minimarket, bought some food for breakfast. My breakfast was gone, I went from the dining table to clean the backyard, I took some beach chairs from the barn and put them in the backyard, it was a tiring job, I just finished at 11:00pm and fell asleep in one of the beach chairs. I woke up because of the sound of my HP that had been vibrating in my pocket, it turns out Riska was waiting in front of the house, Riska the boarding-kosan child in front of the house is cold (but the person is cool too).


30 Minutes later all my friends had started playing in my backyard, my backyard was quite spacious anyway, even a little wider than the main house. Huff... ‘this impromptu event’ turned out to be festive as well yes, and we ended this ‘impromptu event’ in the afternoon around 17:00.


Too many interesting things that happen when this ‘ impromptu events’ takes place ranging from silly, funny and more, but the most important thing at that time when Riska ‘ijin’ to return to his boarding briefly to take something he said left behind, he said, then after he left Ito gave us a promotional poster flyer a self defense tool shop while taking a ‘mini katana’ from his backpack, he said “make aja display anyway if I, I, but if there is a thief can be dipake”, and Ito promised to accompany me to choose a good tool for home defense (do not overdo it).


One week has passed, today is Sunday and I have an appointment with Ito, he will accompany me to play with dangerous objects. There we met with Riska who was busy choosing a dagger, it turned out that the store was quite complete for a new shop, ranging from the stun gun, to the mini katana was there. Finally a baton stick I bought, what about Riska and Ito?, Riska bought some gun stun guns and two dagger while Ito added his collection with a copper-coated katana sword patterned with Hiragana letters and a hardcase violin suitcase that houses the katana.


After finishing ‘shopping’ we went home, Riska, because the house is different directions he did not come home with us (me and Ito). We didn't just go home, I walked beside Ito, we passed a beautiful city park and passed an alley not far from Ito's house. There we were confronted by a group of evil sadistic Begundals, the local diggers of this alley, exactly three people, we stopped, I was a bit afraid but Ito was not afraid, instead asked their intentions. My hands touched the keys to the violin suitcase, they bluffed and pulled out a knife, I reflexively opened the suitcase and handed the katana to Ito which he received very quickly. I took my baton stick out of my black backpack, one of them came forward trying to stab Ito but Ito ducked and stabbed the guy, seeing his friend sprawled in the blood of the other two thieves immediately attacked Ito and me.


I went home, tired, dizzy head and the world was turned upside down, Brukk. I began to ponder again, pondering about a beautiful girl who was known as a gentle and always cheerful person, can be very ferocious. I walk to the kitchen and make a cup of tea, tonight I do all the pending tasks, all the tasks are not left but this sadness does not go away from me. I walked back to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee and carried it to my room, I held the cup, black coffee, thick and thick, I immediately drank it out, bitter taste enveloped my tongue, I fell asleep in the cold night wind.


On a clear day I woke up a little bit bad luck, I gathered all the Ito friends I knew, like Rara and Riska. I took them for a walk, 20 minutes later I parked the car in a hospital, I took them in. At first they did not believe what they saw, and after I told them about the incident (versi, of course what I experienced and saw) they even gushed me with the words “Cowok should protect giraffe”, he said, but eventually they stopped blaming me after Ito talked and told me all about the incident and who the group really was.


Two days have passed, today is Saturday. June 16th, I stood in black clothes amid many people who were sad, sorrow and loss radiated clearly from their faces. Yes, Ito had left, this morning, due to an infection in the wound on his back. Ranti, Ito's sister is crying next to me.


After that I went to a beach in the western area of the island, just to get off from my boring half-dead activities, I stayed on the beach for two days, he said, fishing and sand play along the beach.


Moments after I returned from my vacation, a news reached my ear, Ito's sister Ranti disappeared, she left at midnight the day after Ito left.


Three days Ranti had not come home, I also glanced to the hills on the edge of the city, where Ito went when it was sad or there was trouble. I found Ranti in an inn on the slope of a hill. He sat down next to me, accompanied by a glass of avocado float he poured out all his sadness and feelings for me. He asked me to keep our meeting and his whereabouts a secret until he gave me the news.


I turned on the TV and a host of news “Today, the week of July 22, the killer Aisyah ramnita S has been found lifeless in a garden, the, not far from there was also found the body of a girl who allegedly was the younger brother of Aisyah ramnita S” pettt. I thought he had gone to get Ito's box of katanas and killed, demanding revenge.


I immediately offered my deepest condolences and apologies to the mourning family of Ito.