The House in the Middle of Sawah

Me, you and the sidewalk

Morning of light rain. The fog was quite thick, as if it was a blanket of my home building. It's been a week since Lik Wo's accident, there's no sign he's going to wake up. Yes, Lik Wo is still in a coma in the hospital. I visited him a few times. Lik Wo's wife never greeted me when we met. Maybe Lik Wo's wife blames me for the tragedy that has befallen Lik Wo. I also feel this is all because of me. If only I hadn't asked for Lik Wo's help, this might not have happened.

I stared at the ceiling of the room, pondering what my next move would be. Should I discuss what I'm going through with Momuk? I felt strange, we and our family lived here together, but I was the only one who experienced strange events. Could it be that this house is not the problem, but me? Or am I the only one who is disliked by the invisible? My head itches thinking about it.

I walked gontai out of the room, males. The wind was blowing slowly against my face. Cold and seger taste. Faintly smelled the scent of flowers, the longer the more piercing nose aroma. I'm soaring, horrified. My hair bristles, a sign that something is not right. As fast as lightning I went back into the room. I sat in the corner of the bed feeling was. Ah, shit, why am I always the one being bullied in this house? Father, Mother even my little brother seemed to have never felt anything.

The HP on the table shook, I shuffled from the bed. There was one incoming message, it was quite a shock that I saw Erni's name on my HP polyponic screen.

and you have a clock, right?-

As soon as the message from Erni after I open.

- What's up? Tumben-response asked.

Ting . . . Sent .

A few seconds later, HP returned.

- My motorbike broke down, near your studio, the workshop far enough away, can you ask for help?-

-OK, you wait there - I will immediately reply to Erni's message, while grabbing the jacket, I no longer care about the scents that had disturbed me. I rushed out of the house, splitting the fog that was still left thin.

With a fairly high speed, fifteen minutes I have entered the area of mayjend sungkono street, radio studio area. I slowed down my motor speed while sharpening my vision. Ah, Erni is seen sitting on the sidewalk, wearing jeans and a long-sleeved orange t-shirt. I got closer, pulled my bike over next to him.

"Hey, how?" I smiled (as sweet as possible) greeting him.

" Don't know Dan, suddenly like that, I was far enough away I was pushed, didn't find a workshop", Erni answered while wiping her forehead with a tissue, I smiled at her.

"Ah, maybe the lights seem to be problematic", I'm sorry to try to invite him to joke.

"That's anyway? Why?", Erni asked with her innocent face.

I chuckle, it turns out this girl really does not understand motor machines.

"Huh? So, this was you from home?", I nodded this time.

"Oh, I'm sorry Dan, so take care of you", Erni looks sorry.

"No po po po po Er, I'm really happy" I looked at him with a smile. Erni turned her eyes away from me.

"I'm really on my toes, there's finally some time to talk to you", Wherever my guts came from this time, the line slid smoothly out of my mouth.

"Huh? He means?", Erni frowned, whether she really did not understand or just pretended. I took a deep breath.

"So, I feel like we've been a long way lately" I said, checking Erni's bike.

"I know, you have a guy now, but really, we rarely talk, rarely greet each other, not like before", I sighed. Erni fell silent, her lips tightly closed.

"And one thing Er, which you need to know. .I . . . there is nothing to do with Febi", I continued my sentence with some hesitation. To be honest, I've recently started to feel like I have a "feel" on Febi, but it's true, even though a lot has happened, including that kiss, but Febi and I have to date, not or maybe not have had more of a relationship than a friend.

"And. .for what are you discussing this now?", Erni looked at me, her eyeballs were slightly shaking.

"Honestly, I . . ."

"Eh, Dan, how's my bike?", Erni cut my words quickly.

"Er, I like you, like you, from long ago. .until now", I say, my breath hunts. Even though Erni tried to cut my words, diverting this conversation, I had already made up my mind to say it.

"And . .I, I have Iwan" answered Erni, seen her biting her lower lip.

"Yes, I know Er, I also have no intention of bothering you. I, I just want you to know clearly, how I feel about you. I knew you would reject me. I just want this to be clear, even if it's not your guy, at least I can still be your friend Er, so. .plis don't stay away from me", I looked at him deeply. The atmosphere was quiet and awkward.

The sound of the motorbike roar then it may sound crowded and noisy. But in the ears of two men who were on this sidewalk, there was only silence. The long silence.