Short Story (Cerpen)

Duet

Category: Fiction Fantasy Short stories

Title: A Couple

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He betrayed me. As he pleased, he appeared to me who was getting older.

I don't know, maybe he's bored with me, or I'm too stupid to choose to be faithful,

And I know that men are indeed the most unfaithful creatures in history.

Just look at the prime minister of Italy, silvio berlusconi who is somehow his mistress, or the white house man bill clinton who cheated with his employees to humiliate America in the eyes of the world.

Men everywhere are the same.

No one is loyal!!

And now, 7 years have I accompanied him

I never had a problem when his pocket was dry, rupiah,

Never complain despite having to walk many miles burned by the heat of the sun, or run with him to avoid the rush of rain.

I was always with him

Even in the midst of all his achievements, his highest achievements, there was me beside him.

Seven years have passed together!!

7 Years isn't a short time, is it?

All his family knows me..

Even that man always prides himself in front of his friends.

He said I was his favorite.

It's bullshit!!

'arrrggghhh' irvan holds the ankle

“Irvan you are okay right? Please don't make me panic.. Your legs.why your legs irvan.. Oh lord.”

irvan grimaced in pain holding his leg while traveling half way to the top of the mountain, west Java.

at 11 pm, it was silent, only the sound of animals were heard from a distance. There was no sign of other groups of climbers who would pass through the uphill road in the dense forest.

'aaarrrgghh' again irvan grimaced as he tried to straighten his sprained leg tripped over the roots of a large tree. Actually irvan knew the thing he had to do when his joints sprained, he only had to compress the sprained joint with a towel filled with ice cubes, after which it was wrapped with a cloth so that the swelling does not widen and lastly stuck his feet with a higher object, which is not the case, but Irvan can't do anything about it, where does he have to get the ice? Where did he get the scar bandage? Contacting the P3K team? ah, it doesn't make any sense.

“Irvan sorry I can not help you much, okay I will also take a break so as not to bother you”

Irvan smiled trying to brace herself

Confused what else to do, finally Irvan just sprained his legs, while grimacing irvan continues to beristighfar remember what sin he has done all day, 'I have always believed that all the bad things that happened to me was a rebuke for my negligence, which I intentionally or unintentionally' Irvan again smiled to reveal this bad event.

30 minutes passed in silence, slowly but surely the legs of Irvan now can be invited to compromise, Irvan also decided to continue his journey 'thank you for accompanying me' irvan muttered softly.

“Even if the mountain erupts, or the storm hits though, I will still be beside you irvan, I just want to be the first to witness your happy cries when the next few hours we reach the top of the mountain, I just want to be the cause of your success irvan”

The sun has moved almost west, at 15:00 on a bridge.

“Irvan I'm sure you can. for sure.try.”.

'well I'll try' irvan breathed a round of determination.

Slowly moving his feet, Trained he went down the stone bridge with a handle of the style, a vast expanse of forest plastered under his feet, this bridge is the end of a stream of hot water, the, one meter to the right of the view of the hot water flow is cubic free fall from a height of 1250 masl, if not carefully stepped, if not carefully stepped, then it can be ascertained someone will also join the waterfall with the hot water and go home just a name.

“Irvan strong grip on those ropes, focus on me. Don't worry about me, I'm fine so far, you're strong then I'm also strong irvan”.

'krassshhhss' suddenly an irvan shocking voice

'oh no. please god do not sekarrrr..' do'a irvan hanging in the sky, the body pack rope (read: backpack) belongs to irvan loose, within seconds all his survival equipment is missing already, he said, plunge into the flow of water in the middle of nowhere down there. Food supplies, compasses, sleeping bags, change of clothes, just disappear without leaving anything. Irvan stood on the steep stone bridge, he could not believe that his decision to climb without a team was not a good idea. Moreover, the carrer (special bag of hiking) is very necessary, the rope varies and the right design for the body was able to minimize unexpected events like this.

Initially Irvan did want to bring his carrer, but because on the current climb only Irvan himself, he thought a medium-size backpack was enough.

'how do I eat? how I came home' Irvan sighed masygul

“Irvan you should finish your trip first, one meter ahead already looks safe”

Irvan continues his heaviest 1-meter journey, the,

One last step irvan completed by jumping.

And again, Irvan breathed a deep thought into what he would be a few hours ahead without food and a bed to sleep on, whether he could survive, or not, or he will be the main news in the newspapers with the title 'man without identity died of hunger on the mountain big'

'identity? Huh wallet?' irvan groped the back pocket of his mountain pants.

“You still have hope irvan. get excited.”.

Irvan smiled relieved 'that hope is still there'

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“Irvan I don't like that witch. she is evil. You are also evil to leave me alone here.”.

Irvan opened her eyes slowly, blurry.

A beautiful woman in white looks busy preparing food for Irvan.

'heeiii you're awake apparently' the dimpled woman smiled sweetly.

'why am I here?' irvan asked puzzledly, which irvan remembered, he took a short break after crossing the bridge, and continued to climb.up to the top of the mountain, he had already achieved his dream of becoming a single climber, after that.. he did not remember anything, so how suddenly he was on his soft bed?

'a group of climbers found you knocked unconscious on top of a mountain top this morning' Sheva fed a spoonful of porridge to irvan.

'you should be grateful for still having an identity, they delivered you this afternoon' Sheva told me excitedly, occasionally glancing at the eyes of the irvan who looked very sunken.

'so, since I passed out this morning? Oh, my God, I think I fasted all day long Dik' Irvan smiled wryly because her stomach, legs and all over her body hurt.

'heii where is my favorite mountain sandal?'

'I've had your sister put it in the barn since you got home this afternoon, son, in exchange for me to buy you mountain shoes, your sandals are old, old, it's been 7 years since you used it to surround mountains in west Java, right?' irvan's father in his wise voice stepped into Irvan's room. He punched the arm of irvan affectionate mark, which punched can only grimace.

'but well, I love him, at least let him be in this room even if I don't use him anymore' Irvan whines like a child.

'this is a small matter of irvan, do not you exaggerate.your favorite mountain slippers need to rest' father smiled as he left the room to let irvan rest, as well as sheva the sister.

'well, I think it's true' Irvan pulled the blanket, let his eyes closed again. 'even if you're no longer with me, you'll still be my best mountain sandal, I'll keep you proud tomorrow in front of my friends. And for the accomplishments we've been through, I just want to say, I love you my slippers'

“Irvan get me out..”