The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder

CHAPTER 4: The Relationship of Destiny.

The next day, Zayan looked at the girl next to him. He still did not eat the provisions he brought, it felt very lazy, and did not want to.

"Why doesn't Zay want to eat?" ask Mesha.

Zayan fell silent, and wrapped his tiny hand to his chest.

Mesha put his sausage in Zayan's lunchbox.

"Try the fried sausage Echa, Zay. Delicious lhoooo!"

Zayan clucked in dislike, and glanced in the other direction.

"Zay don't want to either? Does Zay want this? It's Echa's favorite juice, Mango!" Mesha presents her Hello Kitty picture flask.

Zayan shook his head.

"I want to change schools, far away," Zayan said flatly expressionlessly.

"Moved? Zay want to go? Wh why? Zay doesn't like Echa? Is Echa wrong with Zay? What's a naughty Echa?" Mesha's round eyes began to be in tears, his lips began to tremble.

Imagining the loss of a playmate, made Mesha's heart grieve.

Zay shook his head.

"Don't cry, I don't like kids who cry easily!"

Echa hurriedly rubbed her two eyes. Trying to smile, even though it looks like grimacing.

"So, Echa is not crying, Echa is not easy to cry. So, Zay, don't go, okay?"

Zay ate a large fried sausage given by Mesha, with one mouthful, to make Mesha laugh to see Zay's cheeks bulging while chewing.

"Yes! That's it! You should always laugh, you can't cry easily, understand?" zayan said as his mouth finished chewing.

"My father was assigned to another city, and he invited me to move there. So, I have to go with my parents."

"Can Echa come?"

"No! Can't! You have a father with your own mother."

"Oh yes .." said Mesha while propping up his chin with one hand.

Zayan was still uneasy when he saw a figure standing not far from them, whereas he had to pretend he could not see it.

Zayan took something out of his pants pocket. A pair of beaded-like bracelets made of yellow bamboo.

A creature that would watch over them, glancing, unwilling to approach.

"Wear this, don't take it off!" Zayan held out the bracelet.

With pleasure and a carefree face, Mesha received a gift from Zayan.

"Thank you, Zay!"

When Mesha came home, he told his mother. He lost the only friend who wanted to get close and play with him.

The next day, Mesha waited for Zayan's arrival. But until school ends, he doesn't see Zayan.

Every day, Mesha waited for Zayan. Swiggling around looking for the figure of his friend. But Zayan never showed up again. Mesha always played alone, sometimes he chatted with Zayan's bracelet, as if he was talking to Zayan.

His other friend was still reluctant to play with Mesha.

******

Zayan saw his dear grandfather stop by the house. Arsyanendra's grandfather's name. Zayan always thought his grandfather was a very great person, as he often told Zayan stories of mystical and spiritual adventures. Zayan calls his grandfather "mbahkung".

Although his mother Zayan often protested to his grandfather Zayan, Arsyanendra still told the stories. Because he was certain, his grandson was also endowed with the same thing, being able to see something that no one else could see.

Like today, Zayan tells the story of a girl who is stalked by a strange creature. Arsyanendra advised his grandson to approach the little girl he called Echa.

"Yes Zay, if there's no friends who want to be with Echa, you have to be the friend, and you have to take it, pretend not to see the creature, okay?"

"Yes, Mbahkung!"

Today, a few days before Zayan's move, Arsyanendra visited him again. This time Zayan looked glum.

"Why, Le? Cah good?"

"Zay will go, Mbahkung. How about Echa?"

"Hmmm .. ni, this love is the same child. It's also been filled with prayer, made of yellow bamboo, and the one for you. Can only keep out the good-natured."

"Thank you, Mbahkung!" Zayan kissed the back of Arsyanendra's hand and ran cheerfully.

*******

"Who's this from, Echa?"

"From Zay, Mom."

"Echa like?"

"Like, Mom."

"Have you said thank you to Zay?"

Mesha.

"Smart kid!"

Mayang sat next to her husband who was still busy reading the files in the living room. Bagas is a civil servant in the administrative department of the local government office.

"Mr ...." Mayang called her husband.

"Hmmm ..." without raising his head, as was the call of his wife.

"I noticed, these few days, Mesha is sleeping well, sir."

"Good to, Mom."

"Yes, but I feel like there's something protecting her. But what?"

"Yes, I know what Mesha knows best."

"So I just realized, Mesha is wearing a bracelet I never bought, sir."

"Continue?"

"Say from his classmates."

"Well, if it's safe for Mesha, nothing, ma'am."

"Yes, Sir. Hope it's okay."

Suddenly the photo of Mesha hanging on the wall, fell, the glass of his frame scattered everywhere.

"Astaghfiullah! Why did that photo fall, sir? There is no wind."

Mayang felt his hair goosebumps.

Bagas raised his head.

"The saggy time, ma'am, it's the hanger bolt. Cleaned first, ma'am, glass splinters. Fear of getting Mesha's leg."

"Yes, sir."

From a distance, a figure stood up and growled furiously. He could not get close to the girl he liked. He could only look at it from a distance.

******

Zayan sat in the attic. A few days after saying goodbye to Mesha, he felt uncomfortable and disliked, especially when he said he would move. He prefers to live with his grandfather, Arsyanendra. But his mother and father disagreed.

"Eh, look, there's another kid, we're just shy, how? Let it be so," said a genie in the form of a child.

"Just now, I'm afraid, he can see us!" answer the other figure.

Zayan could indeed hear and see the two figures hanging on a branch of the tree. But as her mother said, she had to pretend not to see.

"Where do we test?"

"Can."

Then the two figures walked over to Zayan. But Zayan walked into his room, and closed the window facing the attic violently.

"Le ... What's wrong? How do you cover the windows so rough?" Anggraeni, Zayan's mother shouted from under the stairs.

"It's okay, Mom. The window was jammed."

"Oh .. It's night, sleep, Le!"

"He can't see us like we can. Ah, disappointing!"

"Yes, let's go, find another toy!"

Zayan smiled winningly at the conversation of the two beings.

"Echa, although I don't like whiny girls like you, but don't see you how I don't feel happy!" the boy muttered as he lay on his bed.

Connect ....