SMILE BEHIND THE SORROW

THE DEPARTURE OF VEY

I woke up today full of happiness. I'm finally going to my favorite place.

I walked to my window, staring at the remains of rainwater clinging to my window.

Early morning dews add to the coolness of the air today. Two weeks I was away with my friends especially being away from the people I love.

I went to the bathroom to refresh myself. After that I will get ready.

Mother was done first, she prepared breakfast for everything. I left accompanied by Mbak Asri.

I smile to welcome my homeland. Ma'am Asri who was ready with all his goods immediately put back the one that had been rented by Papa.

After breakfast, I and Ma'am Asri are ready to go. I say goodbye to Mother and Papa. Two weeks away from Mother and Papa it feels very sad.

" Remember yah Vey, if you have arrived directly to tell Mother or Papa. Don't make Eyang bother, Ma'am Asri take care of his adek well son." ask Mommy to both of us.

I hugged Mommy very tightly and did not want to escape the feeling.so did Asri. Mommy and Dad drove us to a rented car.

Once we got in the car we were ready to leave. I looked back and waved my hands.

Karak from M kek village J city takes about forty minutes. In the car, Asri and I really enjoyed the trip.

I asked the driver to turn on the music so it wouldn't be too quiet. I rested my head on Asri's shoulder. I don't feel like I've entered into a dreamland.

When I started to close my eyes, my ears accidentally heard a song that I often sang with Mas Fahmi.

I enjoyed the music and closed my eyes again. In dreams memories after memories sprang up. Fahmi looks so happy to see me from afar.

He, looking very handsome and clean, changed his skin to white and was very, very handsome. Not taking away the smile I've always missed.

He stretched out his hands and I immediately ran bwrhambur into his arms. Comfortable and calm as the warm cold embraces me.

I buried my head in the chest of his field. His rather full body made it more comfortable and warm. This is the hug I miss. This warmth is what I always dreamed of.

I don't feel my tears dripping down my cheeks. Crying as much as possible, the cold hand that changed warmly rubbed my head.

" Cry Deg, let go of everything you've been feeling. Mas will listen, cry as much as possible so that your heart will be relieved will not be burdened again pent up." said Mas Fahmi to me who still hugged him and cried shed all the feelings that I had been damned.

I realized when Ma'am Asri and Mr. Driver woke me up. They looked panicked to see me who was suddenly crying. I opened my eyes, and there was something wet on my cheeks.

I saw Ma'am Asri and Mr. Driver take turns.

" Why Ma'am! What's up, dad?" I said to them.

* You're the reason Vey, I suddenly cried so much. What are you dreaming?" said Ma'am Asri while stroking my cheek.

The driver is not old and he is about 25 years old.

" emb ..., no Papa Ma'am." I tried to smile. My heart feels so tight right now.

" Lhoo! I'm up to yach Mas." I asked the Driver.

" Not Deg, Adek's mother told me to pull over for a while because the adek was suddenly crying while sleeping. So Adek's mom is worried." said the driver named Deni.

I smiled and nodded in response. I asked Mas Deni to continue the journey again. Only a few minutes left, Ma'am Asri and I will arrive at their destination.

Ma'am Asri who knew I was being hit by nervousness immediately asked again. I assured Mbak Asri that I was okay.

Forty minutes have been my journey. Now it has been seen the courtyard of my Eyeang house. Seen in front there are Eyang kakung and Eyang princess waiting for the arrival of her grandchildren.

There are not enough things just souvenirs to be given to neighbors and relatives. They welcome us with joy. Since my move, I have never visited him again. Only Ma'am Asri and Mommy who occasionally visit him.

" Grandson Eyang has gotten bigger. How are you, son. Mother and Papa how is it." asked Eyang princess while hugging me.

" Alhamdulillah, Mommy is the same good Papa Eyang, actually Nunda wanted to come but Papa kasian if left alone." I replied. Yesterday actually Mother wants to come but Papa can not.

" You, how are you! How have there been candidates." tegoda Eyang kakung to Mbak Asri.

" Not yet, Asri did not want to think about that first. At this time Asri wants to make Mother happy, Papa, my little brother (while staring at me)." still hug Eyang Kakung and Eyang Putri.

Mas Deni is also welcome to enter first to rest by Kakung. After greeting me directly to my room, as well as Mother Asri also headed to her room which was next to mine.

Eyang putri made coffee Mas Deni and Eyang kakung in the guest room. Ma'am Asri came out first to help Eyang Putri. I still lay my body on my bed.

I looked at my room. Still the same as before, the only difference is the paint that is now replaced with wall wallpaper. A place full of great memories.

On the wall of my room there is a photo of me and Mas Fahmi deliberately printed with a large size. I stepped my foot over to the big picture. In the bottom corner there is a SMILE even THOUGH I DO NOT EXIST.

I had never realized the meaning of that writing before. The handwriting of Mas Fahmi that I don't know when he wrote. Perhaps, because I never realized that there was one message that he deliberately wrote small.

I rubbed the writing in the form of Latin.

" Is this the message you used to say Mas. Whether this message had been on your mind before it took you also took Mom and Dad." I shut my mouth so that the sound of my crying was not heard by Eyang and others.

flashbacks

At this time Mas Fahmi invites me to print one of the photos we take. A photo that shows a meaningful smile. A picture that will be my bedmate every night.

" Vey, if later Mas can no longer take care of you. I hope you will always smile like this. You will not be calm if you see yourself sad. Promise Mas Fahmi that you will always smile." pinta Mas Fahmi.

" What the hell is Mas? Fahmi's not going anywhere. Fahmi will continue to be with me. Help this weak Vey Mas." I said while tightly hugging Mas Fahmi.

" Later, if the photo is so do not install first well, wait for the right time there is my message there" continued Mas Fahmi back.

flash back on

That memory I remember clearly. But, I would never have guessed if the message he was referring to was the last message he said.

I turned my gaze again to the study table that used to be my study. The books are still neatly arranged with no dust or cobwebs.

" It's still neat." I touched one by one my book system. My hand stopped at a book I had never seen.

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