The House in the Middle of Sawah

Sogo Girl

Roosters crowing loudly, cold dawn. I'm done bathing, my lips are shaking with cold. My teeth make clashing sounds. Outside it still looks dark and foggy, maybe this is called the morning blind. But I couldn't help myself, it was hard to close my eyes all night. Remembering Erni who was still lying weakly in the Hospital.

"Tumben, kadingaren at this hour has already taken a bath Le?", the mother who was cooking in the kitchen looked at me with an astonished look.

"Emm. .I want to look at Erni buk", I answered Ibuk's question a little timidly.

"Ehem, gini-dawn?", Ibuk was seen smiling, like mocking me.

"Well, wait for the wes padhang Buk", I sit by the stove, looking for the source of the fire, let it warm.

"Your father did not SMS he said he would go home. But tired if the motoran, so the plan is to take the bus, later you pick up at the terminal yes", Ibuk frying anchovies, savory aroma immediately greeted my sense of smell politely.

"Yes coincidentally, the distance of the Hospital is the same terminal not far. Later if you have already sampled the terminal you asked SMS I buk", I sniffed anchovies in the pan, like a hungry kitten.

"Nasi dah mateng buk?", I gulped, hungry taste, worms in the stomach already screaming for rations fried anchovies.

"Tuh, in the basket", Ibuk pointed to the rice container. Warm white rice puffed smoke that seemed to be waving at me.

I took the plate, prepared for breakfast. The best breakfast I've ever had in my entire life. At five o'clock in the morning, amid the cold air and the loud noise of the cock crowing, I greedily stuffed feed after mouthful of anchovy rice with tucked sambal.

After breakfast, the morning sunlight began to glow, slowly getting rid of the darkness. I panned the "Thor" while wiping some of his dirty dusty body parts. My mother followed me to the front porch, gave me a piece of fifty thousand. While my sister was still sleeping in her sleep, it was probably a sopping because of the hours of crying yesterday. I kissed Ibuk's hand and darted along with "Thor" breaking the morning silence of Karang village.

* * *

At the Hospital I stopped by the cafeteria first, bought some mineral water and some bread. Who knows if Erni's family needs bread for breakfast. Fifty thousand dollars from Ibuk now exchange with two pieces of money ten thousand. I put it back in my wallet and rushed into the hospital.

It turned out that Erni was still unconscious. He's still in the ICU. While Father and Mother Erni were outside the room, sitting waiting for her daughter who was struggling in her pain. A sight that made me feel devastated. I regret my last meeting with him, why should we argue? Can't you just open your eyes and smile again for me, Erni?

I approached and greeted Erni's parents. They were smiling, forced smiles. The puffy eyes of Ms. Erni have been very describing their sadness at this time. I put mineral water and bread near where they were sitting. I myself chose to take a seat a bit away from them.

Kurogoh pocket my jacket. I found what I was looking for, mp3 player. Preparing to play a song to accompany me, I crammed the headset into both ears, I dissolved in the strains of the song.

How much I love you

More than you know

Like my promise to you

I will never deny

I am just near you

You should know

How much I

love you . . .

I drowned myself in the silent songs.

* * *

It's been almost two hours I haven't shifted from where I'm sitting. My MP3 player is out of battery. Erni has not shown any signs of waking up. I sighed softly. A soft clap hit my shoulder. I looked, it was Hasan.

"It's been a long time?", Hasan asked, taking a seat next to me.

"Lumayan anyway, alone to?", I turned to ask Hasan.

"Yes, nih bawain thermos for paklik and bulik", Hasan showed his luggage. I looked at him confused.

"The father of Erni's mother was Paklik Bulikku Dan", Hasan answered the question in my mind. I'm mangosteen.

"Emm, Dan, I can ask yo", Hasan scratched his head. I nodded meng yes.

"You like Erni?", Hasan looked at me seriously. Again, I just nodded.

"Emm, .yesterday I had a chat with Irul on the phone. Irul told me about Febi who said he asked Erni to stay away from you. .", Hasan seemed hesitant to talk, while I was a little annoyed at the Irul. Basic kunyuk bucket, why confide me in tell to others anyway. All the announcements on campus radio, kunyuk kampret!

"Actually Dan, the photo you held with Febi was. .not me who photographed you", Hasan recounted the events that had passed. Even I started to forget. Though the spread of the photo was also the trigger for Erni began to stay away from me. At that time I wanted to interrogate where Hasan got the photo. But I forgot until now.

"Yes, I wanted to ask you about the photo. Where did you get that photo of San?", I asked probing, Hasan looks confused.

"Actually, that time suddenly someone sent the photo to me via eF be Dan. I don't know whose account it is, but because I think it will be exciting to get news of the anget I spread it out in class. I thought you were the same as Febi", Hasan scratched his head.

"Emm, what's the account name?", I wonder.

"What yes, Sogo Girl what is her name. Wong has no profile picture. I'm sorry bro", Hasan apologized to me. I nodded meng yes. For me, there is no point in being angry with Hasan, for example, not Hasan, who sent the photo if it was my classmate would have done the same thing as Hasan. Because basically gossiping about a classmate is a fun thing. A behavior that does not change from us entering the Park Kanak-Kanak to college.

Now, a new question arises, adding to my list of unanswered questions to date. Who's the owner of the account that spread the pictures of me and Febi in a piggy bank???