Short Story (Cerpen)

No need to go to Japan

Category: Romantic Love Short stories

Title: No need to go to Japan

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It was a dark, cold, bone-chilling night, I was still on the porch, silent, that's what I did. I'm Algi Farry, I'm in 1st grade at one of the SMK schools in Lampung and I'm 16. I have long wanted to go to Japan, where I could see sakura blooming, fishing in its clean waters, or feeding wild birds. Unlike Indonesia, where only malls or night markets can be used as a place of recreation. I once asked myself why Indonesia is not like most countries like Japan, here the river is slum, a lot of vehicle smoke, and mountains that continue to be mined. What Indonesians no longer care about their environment, makes me even more anxious.

It's been too late, I have to sleep. Actually the cold night atmosphere forced me to linger with him, but I had to sleep if I wanted to wake up early.

Morning has greeted, the king of the afternoon highlighted the light towards me, it did not feel like it was morning. Mother prepared fried rice for me, I also directly devoured it. Because it's a holiday, this sunny morning I don't want to be home constantly, I want to go to the beach kalinda resort (the famous beach in Lampung) even though I'm alone to fill the holiday. Actually I want to swim, but I think it's not good to swim alone so I just want to fish.

Arriving at the beach, I enjoyed the beautiful atmosphere, without the sound of vehicles and the smell of exhaust fumes, it was beautiful and made me want to fish in the middle of the sea. When I went to the beach and when it was also my view turned to the figure of a young girl dressed in white sitting alone, either because of daydreaming or sad that I obviously did not know. Out of curiosity, I ventured to greet her. When I met her I didn't think she was beautiful, black-haired and I was attracted to her. At that instant I greeted the girl 'hhai, my name is Algi, I see you are sad, why?' but he replied, 'sorry, I don't understand which you tell'. I think he's a WNA, in English, I asked him again and wanted to get to know him. 'hello, my name is Algi, may know who is your name?', I asked with a smile. And we're mutual friends.

He told me that he was sad because he was on vacation in Indonesia with his family but his brother could not come because of illness. Natsumi loved her sister very much. 'don't shy', I told her. After that we went back to the beach because we didn't get any results. We played along the beach, chatting in what language it was. It was great with Natsumi, my first friend from a foreign country. The atmosphere at that time has given us a sense of togetherness both different languages and this country.Our saturation increasingly disappeared. The day began in the afternoon, the birds returned to their luminaries, and the sun had set. It was time for me to go back home and promise him to come back tomorrow to see him again. I do this every day when I have time to meet him at the resort, we teach each other our languages, share our experiences in our respective countries. And we ended up being lovers after Natsumi said 'daisuki desu'(i like you) to me.

One day we took shelter under a shady shade tree while sleeping, I once asked Natsumi, 'hey Natsumi, living in Japan must be fun, right!'. He said, 'No, in my place it is difficult to see a beach as beautiful as this one that has many black trees, seagulls that forage, far from urban, and meet people like you. How lucky I am to be able to go to Indonesia without oni-chan' (sister call). His words made me think that for what to Japan, I was happy enough with him, enjoying the beach atmosphere with him for me was enough. Makes me think Indonesia is no less fun and not as bad as I think. I admire Japan but Natsumi is also an Indonesian mum, I became proud of how lucky I was to be living in Indonesia. Natsumi must have thought the same as me.

A month has passed, it's been a long time Natsumi vacation to Indonesia and it's time he had to go home. My heart is a little heavy, I grind my teeth to try not to cry. He will return home by plane. The irony is that I didn't tell you about his departure tomorrow. Maybe he did this so I wouldn't have to think about his disappearance, when I was just his girlfriend. Upset, that's how I felt. I knew his elevation after reading a letter I found behind a tree where we always took shelter. I cried as I read it, in the letter it says; (Gomenasai, sorry Arugi if I didn't tell you before if I should go home as soon as I knew onni-chan was healed, So I left a letter on this tree. I'll probably be back in Indonesia in a year, I hope you don't forget me. I was lucky to meet you, my first acquaintance from Indonesia. You once said that I should consider this world yours so that I could manage his life. Those were the most beautiful words from your words until I expressed my fondness for you at that time. I hope we can play again there yes.o yes one more, daisuke desu….' ). If I can see her once more I want to tell her that I am also lucky to know her. Your presence makes me understand that I do not have to go to Japan because of the shortcomings of Indonesia, my own country. Indonesia has many advantages over other countries. Thanks Natsumi, I won't forget you.

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