There Is Him Among Us

Sadness Azka

Azka smiles a little at Melodi who is playing the piano teaching the children music lessons. He is great in the art field.

"His parents were pianists, obviously his son was imitating." Then Azka sat in the park near the parking lot of the spacious Melodi house while waiting for Melodi.

A while later Melodi finished teaching tutoring and went out to meet Azka. "Tumben's here?" asked Melodi while sitting next to Azka. "Don't wait inside, there's a lot of mosquitoes in this park."

Azka smiled stiffly. "Nice, there's your Papa."

"If Papa is the usual person. At this hour, I'm busy taking care of the course."

"No papa, just here." Then Azka looked at the star-filled night sky. He also did not know, why suddenly to the house of Melodi when there was no need for anything.

"Morning upset?" guess Melody. He must be thinking about Airin getting closer to Revan.

"Yes, you know. At home again, too," replied Azka. From the look of Azka's eyes is very visible if his heart is not okay.

"Wait a minute, it's definitely not about Airin, is it?" Melody can capture the sorrow on Azka's face.

Azka just let out a long sigh, "Yes, the matter of both my parents."

"Your parents are fighting again?" ask Melody. The distance between his house and Azka was not too far, he also knew how Azka's parents were.

Azka nodded her head. "Dad, always hard on Mom. But I myself..." Azka stopped her words. Her chest felt tight when remembering if she was always compared to her Brother.

"Patience yes. But I'm sure you can give your best to both of your parents" Melodi said as she rubbed Azka's arm.

"Yes. Btw, Airin and Revan are we?" asked Azka because the proximity of Airin and Revan all day was very suspicious.

Melody shook her head. "I don't know, Airin doesn't want to confess his feelings. But I can see that the two of them are indeed getting closer."

"I think I should forget my feelings. Instead of thinking about feelings, there's still a lot to think about." Then Azka stood up. "I went home first."

"You don't have a bike?" asked Melodi because she didn't see the Azka bike.

"No, the intention was to go for a night air."

"Yes, I'm anterin yuk!" Melody stood up and took her motor.

"No need. Just deket."

"What grandpa? The RT also. Come aboard. I'd like to buy a martabak near your alley." After riding on the motorbike, then Melodi turned on the engine of the motor.

Finally Azka went up to the Melody. A little while later, Melodi's motor drove towards Azka's house.

"It's weird to be piggybacked by a girl. I feel so tall."

"You are so tall. Not realising it's like an electric pole" Melodi said with a laugh. He was only as tall as Azka's shoulder.

Azka laughed too. That's why he can always shoot the basketball on target even from triple points.

Azka getting off the Melodi bike. "Thanks." -."

Azka set her foot on the porch of her small house, from the front of the house alone heard the two Azka parents were still fighting.

Melody snarled when going to turn the motor because it seemed like Azka's parents' quarrel was getting more and more.

"Dad! Stop that!" Azka held her father's hand that would hit her mother. "If you want to go, you're gone! Don't hurt mom again!"

"You are a useless child! Arka could have risked her life for you! If he were still alive, he would have already become the pride of Father! You see that!" Rahman pointed to several trophies and Olympic math and science champion awards that were on the wall. "It all belongs to Arka! You can only rely on basketball. What do you want to be!"

Azka just hardened her lower jaw. His father's words cut his heart repeatedly.

"Dad, already! Poor Azka. It's not Azka's fault." defended his mother.

"It's not Azka's fault! Just try Azka at that time can be careful, not run just chasing his basketball. Surely Arka won't get hit by a truck just to help Azka."

Azka clenched her hand. His heart was already too sick and crushed to hear the sentence coming out of his father's mouth, "I also did not ask for help Arka. Brother Arka should have let me die rather than live but not considered." Then Azka stepped out of the house and rode her motorcycle. A few moments later the Azka motor drove fast.

"Where are you going?" Melody follows Azka's motor behind her.

Azka is increasing the speed of the motor. His chest felt tight and very painful. He wanted to cry but he could stand it, only his red eyes were visible.

Moments later, he stopped his motorcycle in front of a public funeral. There was no more fear even though he went to that place at night.

Azka walked among the tombstones towards a tomb that had dried up. He now sat with both hands clenched on the ground.

"Why Brother Arka did not let me die at that time, so that Dad did not blame me continuously. Only brother is always in Dad's heart and number one. All my achievements and efforts were only looked at one eye! I'm useless! I can't be like Brother Arka!" The tears she had been holding back from now flowed down her cheeks. "I can't see you continue to be blamed just because you're defending me. I can't see them fighting just because I'm the cause of Arka's death. If only time could play, let me go. You will never regret my departure, like you regret the passing of Kak Arka."

Azka lowered her head even more. He wants to be angry at himself. That strong person is now fragile. Completely fragile and broken.

Suddenly the wind blew hard enough. Azka felt the presence of a person and clasped her trembling back. When he looked, there was no one beside him.

Azka looked back at the dried-up navel and wiped away the rest of her tears, then she smiled blandly. "I'm crazy talking to myself in the cemetery. Brother Arka does not exist. Will not answer all my complaints. Sorry, disturb sleep Brother Arka. I am a weak and weak sister. Just look strong outside the house." Then Azka stood up and turned her body. He stared at the crying Melodi a meter behind him.

"Melody, why are you here?"

"Why don't you ever tell me about this same thing with me or Airin. We are friends..."

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