The Way to Find You

at the end of the twilight

the soft caress of the air this afternoon took my steps along the edge of the river.where I used to like to play water. a series of unique stories, pictured in my mind.I who can not swim with my ridiculousness still join fizzle. at that time I almost drowned, fortunately my friends immediately helped.and because I was never allowed to enter the river again, upset with my friends who were busy playing water, I once broke their clothes. which finally made me antagonize them for a week.The shadow made me smile to myself, how naughty I was at that time.

now I'm here alone step foot in my foot enjoying this beauty. I don't know what my childhood friend is like now. too long I did not come to this village. the air blows start to feel cold greet my body, say hello,which is only wrapped in a shirt and shorts.my scattered hair waving in the wind.This coolness calms me a little. The thatch dance follows a gust of wind as if inviting me to dance.

I stretched out my hand and closed my eyes. Following the wind I swirled around forgetting my little problem. Because I thought I didn't care what I did here. I continued dancing with the weeds with a smile that expanded, as if I was flying, free from the shackles of pain in this heart.

but when I opened my eyes, how shocked I was. a pair of eyes looked at me with a stifled smile,I stepped closer to a handsome man with a height and size that is quite ideal.Males dressed in light blue hem without buttons because it looks open in the wind and white T-shirts in it clearly looks at me who walked towards him.

"rich of crazy ?" my voice as I approached her with a smile I made as amicable as possible.Hiding my embarrassment .she simply smiled without responding to my words.

"new guy huh?, never seen"

"he'em just came in last night"

the man took out his right hand from inside his shorts pocket and raised his hand while saying his name. "Haris".I did not welcome the outstretched hand, I was wide-eyed and just grabbed his shoulder and twirled his body.

"seriously lo haris?, the faithful ?" he just nodded and looked at me confused.

"this is me ris,widi. widi lestari" I said with a cheerful tone not kepalang.

her confused face changed, she was just as happy as I was.

"this serious you wid ?"

I nodded, smiling widely.

"don't think I'll see you again wid, it's so different now.

"that's it, 15 years I didn't see you. but it's pretty, isn't it ?" gurauku.

"banget" said the short with a look of admiration that made me a little embarrassed actually.

"lo is also very different. used to be very cungkring".

"now isn't it?, by the way, what wind brought you here ?"

"tornado," I replied with a laugh that was met with harris laughter as well.

"usually dad, your mom's here.you never come".

"want holiday aja. temen-temen others how are you ?".

"good dong, means love of your own village".

just a smile in response.

"inget didn't almost drift here?.

said haris with a look towards the shallow river because it is dry season.

"for good luck you selametin. if not already dead my time"

we are engrossed in telling stories of our childhoods, remembering the mischief and joy we used to do together.

at the end of that twilight I spent time together hariis. with a story that is able to make me forget this lara. meeting with my childhood friend is an unexpected gift. when Maghrib came we left the riverbank.we went to swing our legs to go home. Along the way the story continues to flow from our lips.

until in front of my aunt's house was delivered on the day. It looks uncle and aunt are waiting for me on the terrace.

"main ris"

"tomorrow is late afternoon"

"yeah" I walked over to my aunt and uncle.

"uncle aunty,haris pamit" said he was friendly.

"no ris" said uncle

"thank you next time, uncle.

harris passed away.

"me meet haris where wid? " aunty probing.

"in the river bi"

" the river?, what about the afternoon of the river".

"just go for a walk" I said casually.the three of us stepped into the house.for a moment my feeling was relieved.

may there be more beautiful days, so that I may forget everything.