When I Was 17 Years
When you want to escape
#Aryan#
I went to find Bayu in his class but nothing, it looks like his class is taking sports lessons.
I kept looking for him, it turns out he was running relay I chased him as hard as I could. Bayu who saw me not stop even gas, I still chased him dead
Kelvin and Dito glanced at the window, they cheered when I chased Bayu as the classroom atmosphere became boisterous at our unusual sight, Nadia glanced at the view, only Moses looked agitated.
"Arya did not pursue the Bayu, it could also run the new child." exclaimed Dito
"Woy Arya, what's wrong?" kelvin yelled at his head
"Kelvin, Dito sit the lesson is still going on!" Moses' word.
****
On the field
While I still chase after him
"Bayuuu.." call me still running
"Hh.hhh who are you?" tannya
"You remember me? I was on the course at the time, is it true that you said that I stole the watch?"
"Who said it?"
"Moses.,"
"What's? Moses's? the bastard was shameless.." The run stopped I was also exhausted.
After running we both talked honestly I did not understand the purpose of the conversation, Bayu still did not want to explain what happened when I was sure he knew the truth.
Moses was about to go to the cafeteria but his steps stopped looking at us
Bayu saw Moses and laughed cunningly
"Hey Moses did you see the new boy? he was so good at running I was overwhelmed," said Moses, silent, I approached them
"You're saying I saw him steal Mr. Haykal's watch?"
"Yes" replied Moses clumsy Bayu laughing amusedly I saw Bayu as if he was playing tricks on me and Moses
"Hey, new kid, you want to know the answer?" ask me to keep staring at him
"Yaa Moses was right I saw him hahaha," sure enough he was just playing me, I passed by annoyed that no one could help me.
"You're playing Moses?" whispered Bayu and left
****
At the gate Mr. Rian is already present
"Where are you going? wanna go? want to let them all win?" asked Mr. Rian I did not react and continued my steps
"Hey, do you think you're cool by going like this you're not cool at all, you understand that!!" he screamed, I didn't mind his words
"Kaburlaah, please kabuuuur, you are not cool, now your call kabuuurr, hey Aryaa" Mr. Rian did not succeed in persuading you
His face was willing to see me treated like this "How can I help him?"
****
After coming home from work I walked on a shady walk, lamenting my fate that was never okay.
I lived alone since childhood, Mother often left me since we were in Sukabumi, went to work in Bekasi. My father was never born to meet him
Suddenly I remembered my father was in Jakarta, I once recorded his address from my aunt it seemed not far from here.
Steady on my bike with a sense of uncertainty did he even recognize me?
Once at home I saw my father with a 6-year-old boy playing basketball in front of his house. There was doubt mixed with happiness to see my father, but my heart was also sad to see he was very happy to play with the boy a feeling I never felt, the affection of a father.
I almost looked at me a long time ago
"Who's looking for you?" ask me to flinch
"Don't you recognize me?" ask me slowly
"What's? you're who? probably the wrong address!" he answered and went into the house. I'm silent this pain hurts so much.
I pulled my butut bike away from the place, and a thread of tears trickled down my way,
I used to think if I met him, what I wanted to tell him but it turned out to be the truth...
1 hour of travel makes me feel more meaningless then what am I living for? why should I feel this sadness at such a young age....
****
At home
My phone's ringing
"Yes mom,"
"Arya you're home?"
"It's mom,"
"Have you packed up, son? tomorrow at 7am I'll pick you up. Just bring your clothes first later the goods we take gradually"
"Yes mom, sorry mom,"
"Why is Arya apologizing?"
"Because Arya made trouble again*" I replied
I started sobbing "No son, it's not you who's wrong. All of this is Mom's fault because you never lived with your mother so this is how, you should have lived with your mother, all because of the damn money huhu hiks hiks.Kamu so far from your own mother, you are far from your own mother, you're lonely because your mother wants to have a hyster"
My cry was held tight as well
"Mother please don't cry" I cried
Mother sobbed sobbing then took a deep breath.
"Yes son, well mother will not cry anymore. already yes Arya, stay here, we open a new page again. Happy mother finally Arya lives with Mom. Let's live happily together here, son, don't think much of Arya. Think about what makes Arya happy. It's old, son, I'm tired of resting..."
The call is closed, I know you must still be crying. My mother gave birth to me when I was very young and immature, but she never ran away from me.
Why do I always run away? I'm the runaway? the loser who always runs away! when do I always run away? can't it if I don't run away?
