Are You My Brother ?
Pilgrimage
When the moonlight had faded and changed with the sun's beautiful rays, I remembered that it was a working holiday. The thought of last night has taken me to a place that became my grandfather's last home. Although far away but still I took a trip to the tomb of the inspiration. As usual, due to my grandfather's tomb being closer to my old house than my contract, I disguised myself by wearing a jacket, plus a mask that covered my mouth and nose.
When I entered the cemetery, I felt a little creepy. My timid nature seems to be - if thrashing - thrashing to get out of my body. The quiet atmosphere of the funeral added to my fear. But my longing for the inspirator overcame my fear, I kept walking through the many headstones stuck. At the end I saw a gravestone bearing my grandfather's name. I also approached the mound where the gravestone was stuck and sat squatting beside it.
" Grandfather........" I said as I opened the mask that still covered my mouth and nose.
" Now, I've been working the cake. I'm in the stage of realizing all my dreams and ideals cake. I was also trying to be a person who was much stronger than my brother, like what I dreamed of when I was a child. But I always wished you were here to see everything. I still need your words of encouragement and inspirational cake. I hope that in this mound of earth you can listen to me" I said with tears.
I held out my hands as a proof of prayer to the creator for my grandfather. Various prayers I read and did not forget I also plucked the grass that had extended above the grave of grandfather. The serene atmosphere I had no idea. No one visited or made a pilgrimage to the cemetery. Until finally there was a woman with grandfather - grandfather who came to the funeral. It's not wrong that they were Sherly and her grandfather. Sherly, an orphan who was left for dead by her parents when she was a child. A beautiful girl whom I admire very much. But I don't want him to know that I'm there, I cover my mouth and nose with a mask and pura to walk to find another tomb. Until they passed from my sight and I sat down next to Grandpa's grave.
" Cake, all this time I've been looking for a place to go. Is this a place for all humans to go home for real ? This stuffy, scary place, alone and lonely. I'm..... I'm......" My words that can not continue the words because my crying is too severe.
The breeze added to the unpleasant aura around me, making me realize that Sherly and her grandfather had finished the pilgrimage from the graves of Sherly's father and mother. As a result he also saw me who did not have time to wear my mask back.
" Cake, grandpa, go home first !" Sherly.
" Where are you going, son ?" Ask Sherly's grandfather.
" There's a cake business with my friend" he replied, pointing at me.
" But son....."
" Let's calm down the cake she's good at," Sherly cut.
" Yes, son, all right, grandfather go home first, yes" he said as he walked away from Sherly.
Now Sherly walked over to me. I was still trying to cover my mouth and nose with a mask. But he saw me and realized it was me. In the end, he was in front of my eyes.
" Silver....." Call her.
" B..Sherly," I stammered in shock.
" Are you here ?" Ask.
" Yes Sher, make a pilgrimage to the tomb of the person I love the most" I said, turning and walking outside the cemetery. Sherly followed me and walked beside me.
" Oh yeah, have you met your mom and dad ? pity them, hope you do not meet - see," he asked.
For a moment I was silent, I knew who told me where I was. Maybe Sherly just told me that she'd seen me around my old house, but my mom and dad would understand that I definitely lived there.
" So you told me about my whereabouts to my mom and dad ?" My toot.
" Yes, I feel sorry for your mom and dad. Looking for you endlessly without knowing where you are" he said.
" Candra, you're not a hater, you're just someone who lives with ambition. You're not a vengeful person either, you're just a person with a grim past" he added.
I was so emotional, only my mom and dad were looking for me. Then where's brother, where is he, why don't you come looking for me. And when we got out of the cemetery, Sherly opened the conversation again.
" and Candra..... Go home, and meet them !" Sherly.
" that's enough.... Never interfere with my problems, you don't know what my life is about, you won't know about my heartache" I said in a loud voice.
Unbeknownst to me, that was the first time I snapped at a woman my age. I saw the look on the girl's face change. His face was grim and filled with an aura of fear.
" I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I said.
" It's okay" he answered briefly.
" Candra, you should be grateful you still have parents. There are still people cooking for you, there are still people who are worried about you and there are still people who scold you when you make a mistake. Even I want to feel it all, but I always can't" Sherly said with tears in her eyes.
Sure enough, Sherly is a girl who has been left dead by her parents from her childhood. His parents died in an accident. He had to be taken care of by his grandparents until he grew up. I was silent to hear that, guilt flared up in my heart. But I also do not completely hate my family, even my goal will eventually return to my family.
" Sherly, once again forgive me," I said.
" It's okay, I just hope you don't hate your parents" he said.
" And don't waste your time with them" he added.
" Let's calm, my goal is not to hate. But to prove that I'm not someone who deserves to be underestimated, so please, don't tell anyone about my whereabouts" I asked.
That nod and that sweet smile signifies approval. Did not feel the sunlight has stung the body, although covered with lush trees but there are still small gaps that make the light can hit the skin. I walked side by side with Sherly to our respective homes. But he also did not know about the existence of my contract.