The House in the Middle of Sawah

The House in the Middle of Sawah
Grey night, Blue morning



I rode Thor around town until midnight. I finally stopped after Thor faltered out of gas right in front of the town square. I parked Thor on the edge of the square that felt cold tonight. I sat on one of the iron chairs in the corner of the square. It looks still quite a lot of people passing by, there are still quite a lot of angkringan stalls open. Some young people look to be with their partner. Midnight in the city center was more crowded than midday in my village.


I remember Erni. How is he doing today? At a time like this, the person I missed the first was her. I became more and more sure of how I felt about her. I looked up at the sky. The stars seemed to shine brightly, but then they faded away under the water in my eyes. I could not help but cry. How unfortunate I am, my loved one is lying in the Hospital with some broken bones. My quarrel with Father, and my decision to leave my family. How the wheel of fate is grinding me to the bottom.


Given the advice of Mr. Ndori, everyone must have a problem, we are never alone. But now, in fact, I am alone, lonely and lonely friends. Does anyone care? Febi's? Irul's? They are nothing more than friends because of their interests. I'm sick of it, I put my face down, crying. If anyone asks what it feels like to be desperate, then come to me, I'll explain right now.


Satisfied with crying, I walked gontai towards the middle of the square. The lights look the brightest there. I sat under the spotlight that hit my body, forming an elongated shadow. I smiled wryly. It turns out that right now only shadows are my friends. I put my body in this place too, I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep.


...* * *...


"Hey, hey. .wake up. Hey. . You're not pa pa, are you?"


Someone's voice woke me up, shook my body. I flinched a little and woke up immediately. Looking right and left, I'm in the middle of the square. In front of me a girl, probably my age, wearing a suit.


"I'm sorry, you don't pa pa?", asked the girl, apparently she had finished jogging.


"What time is it?", My head feels heavy.


"Hour half 6 in the morning" the girl replied after looking at her watch.


I immediately stood up and without permission immediately left the place, although the way I walked staggered because of a slight dizziness. The girl looked at me with a surprised look. Maybe I was mistaken for a young man who finished mabok. I was just a young man who cried all night.


After buying retail gasoline, I drove my bike. I'm heading to the Hospital, I miss Erni. Arriving at the Hospital I headed to the ICU room where Erni was lying down. Although I could not see him directly, could not see him directly, I could at least expect and pray for his recovery up close.


I sat on the chair facing Erni's room being treated. My hands clasped tightly together, and I bowed my head. I pray from my deepest heart, that my bidadar will heal soon, recover as it is.


Drrtt Drrtt Drrttt


My HP is shaking violently. I saw an unknown number calling. Wh who?


"Hallo, . .", The voice of a man, after my phone call.


"Hallo, who's sorry?", I asked, because it's not a number I know.


"This. . .Dani right? It's me. .", a moment of silence.


"It's me. . .Iwan", it turns out the caller is Iwan. I was stunned for a moment. What the hell is this?


"I. .I apologize for the past. Can we meet today? Please. .", Iwan's voice sounded.


No wind, no rain. Iwan suddenly apologized and asked to meet. How can? Wh why?


"Huh? What's the matter?", I wonder.


"Please Dan, I'll make it clear that we've met" Iwan begged me to beg.


"Eh, ah. . . Alright . .", I replied doubtfully.


"Where do you want us to meet? What'sthetime? I'll nudge. Just relax anyway. Wherever it is at whatever hour I am willing to. And I'm the one who's going to practice you", Iwan sounded enthusiastic. Bizarrely.


"Emm, I have morning lecture. Maybe end zuhur. Maybe we can meet at Tella Caffe, the radio studio deck of Charm FM", I chose a place that deket studio and many that I recognize there. Because I'm still a little worried that it turns out that he invited me to meet to beat me up again. I don't have the strength to fight it right now. Normal conditions alone I battered, let alone my chaotic condition like now, must be a potato parchment.


"Okey. . I'll be waiting for you at Tella Caffe at one o'clock in the afternoon. Thank you Dan. . Thank you", Iwan thanked and then hung up. I scratched my non-itchy scratching head.


Seven o'clock in the morning.


I'm holding my big backpack, heading to the radio. I have to clean up and keep my stuff in the locker. And also it seems like I need to ask permission from the broadcast kabag for a while to stay in the studio.


Arriving at the studio there was Mas Henri raving, airing on the morning program. Energetic songs accompanied him. Music always makes my mood better. That's why I work at the radio. If other people to channel their hobbies have to spend money, if I channel my hobby can even be paid because my hobby is listening to music on the radio.


~Good morning


The birds chirp and now I'm ready to go today


Now hurry up prepare yourself to start living today ~


A piece of song lyrics, comfortably greeting the ears. A little treat my heart that still feels stuck. I sang along while putting on a change of clothes, perfume, and some of my stuff in the locker.


"That's a lot of your stuff. Transfer?", Mas Henri turned out to be nongol behind me. Seeing me busy with stuff.


"Eh yes mas, because it feels tired, even from home. So just stay here first" I reasoned.


"Sweety of you. It's not like you've told me before, don't stay away from home for long. This is even a boyongan here", Mas Henri shook his head, took drinking water in the dispenser and then re-entered the broadcasting room. I'm glad Mas Henri didn't introduce me further. I continued, and prepared to take a shower.


Drt Drtt Drttt


HP is back. This time an SMS from Ibuk came in, asking where I was, had breakfast or not. My mother is attentive and always worried about me. Unlike my father, even when I left like now, he never asked how I was doing. My right cheek suddenly throbbed back. A painful slap scar seeps into the heart.


I replied to Ibuk's message not to worry about me too much. I am an adult and have enough money for my daily needs. After replying to Ibuk's message I rushed to take a shower. Get ready for college today. I have to finish my studies, for myself and for my mom.