FRIEND BUT MARRIED
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The wind was cold, the night was dark, and there was no sound of feet crossing the road except for me. I was the smelly one, wearing shabby and tattered clothes, my thin body was wrinkled, and my white hair filled my head. I was an old man walking between the trash and the wind. One burlap tied to my back. I walked so sharply stepping on the dust in the street, these eyes searching, I stopped among the piles of trash.
No greeting for me, they did not go to rubris when they passed my face. I've never stuck my hand out in every tavern and street corner, as long as I can walk, I won't do that. I scavenge the garbage with my hands, that's what I do, bottle by bottle I put it in the burlap, I keep scavenging.
The burlap I brought was full of used stuff, I was so tired. The water I brought was unable to fill my stomach.
“If there were food scraps in this garbage” I said while scavenging.
The rest of the food I did not find in the slightest, my legs swayed slowly, my eyes closed and paused for a moment. The cardboard I got was used as a sleeping pad. The white shop became a stash for me tonight. worms in the stomach seem to ask for food. Maybe sleep can beat him.
The water was soaking all over my body.
“Go from here” says man in blue shirt .
“It turns out it's morning” I whispered in my heart.
“Don't come again you're here beggar” eyes reddened and eyeballs so sharp look at me.
A word doesn't come out of my mouth. I came out with a cold body. The repulsion of his hand was so right on my spine that I rolled over loving the asphalt. He just went straight into the store. I went back down the road. The dark dawn. The sun has not yet emitted such a bright light. Two hours I walked, finally the trash was right in front of me. I continued to scavenge for trash again and I found a piece of bread that was filled with mushrooms.
“Alhamdulillah this sustenance”.
I opened the plastic bag. A little more bread had entered my mouth. Suddenly the bread was in his hand. A girl who was veiled, round face, and white skinned had snatched my bread.
“Why do you eat this bread?” tanyakanya.
“It was all night you were starving, and now you find this piece of bread, but you snatched it” I replied.
“This bread is ready sir, the mushrooms are full on this bread, you can not eat this” he continued with a look of pity.
“Let's come with me” while pulling me into a stall.
I told the waiter to serve the most delicious cuisine in the shop with a glass of warm tea, just as he finished the rice with greed, finished eating he asked me to say goodbye.
“Thank you so much nak” said briefly,
“Father cannot repay, may your kindness be reciprocated by Allah swt.”
“Aminn” answer
“Wait a minute Pak”
I took out my money, it turns out that the rest is only Rp50,000.00 I did not find any other left in between the wallet, all the money I gave it to him.
“I do not have much money Sir, only this, hopefully useful for Bapak” said I
“Thank you very much son, may you always be in the protection of Allah swt. if you need the help of father, father is always on the side of the road every day and night” he replied,
“Good Pak” short.
That smile he gave me. Then he walked out with a full stomach.
In addition to college I am also a tutoring girl for High School children, count to add pocket money. The day passed so quickly, either the clock turned so fast or my activities became more urgent.
“Intan? Today to the perpus yok teach me to do the task that yesterday” Rina pulled my hand from behind.
“Sorry I can not today, I have a class ngajar, far too, can not be replaced because other teachers are busy all” replied me.
“Iya anyway, if the same you have to make an appointment first away from the day”, he concluded.
“Yes you definitely know how my activities, I also have to sell Saturday and week mornings in pasar”.
“If monday could not? lunch hour, we all eat together” take him again.
“Hmm..ok good, later let me know the place”.
“Come bye”.
After meeting Rina, I rushed to leave. This time it was quite far from my home. It might take about 40 minutes. Other Indonesian teachers do not exist today. So I had to go there. The sun is enough to make me sultry. This sweat soaks in between my body. I immediately rushed to go home.
My body felt pushed so hard, I was torn to love the edge of the road, blood spiked my arms and legs. People all shouted “Accidents, accidents, accidents..”, my eyes headed to the middle of the road, lying an old man in shabby, dirty clothes, thin body, blood all over his shirt, I saw his body move a little, then looked at me, after which my eyes closed again, I fainted unconscious for about 30 minutes.
My body hurts so much, my head is dizzy, my legs are hard to move
“I where?” my tofu, my,
“You are in the hospital mba, do not move too much, rest back” replied a girl who took care of me in the room.
“I why sus?”
“You were in an accident, 30 minutes you were unconscious” replied again.
“Who brought me here?”
“Citizens who brought mba to here”
Maybe the impact of my feet with asphalt so hard to move, I finally intend to sleep again. Really, I have no memory of what happened this afternoon.
“I thirsty times, water ga bring again” I said in my heart.
I finally stopped at a convenience store not far away from me. The afternoon was so hot, my bike deflated on the way home, I had to leave it in the workshop and had to
walking. My stomach was rumbling, the worms in it were very noisy, as if biting the inside of my stomach (ehe, that's how it feels). Lots of restaurants on the side of the road, then I stopped by my usual lunch spot across the street, finished eating I came home, and I went home, in the middle of the road I just remembered that my wallet was left at the dining table, well even though it contained Rp 1000 again, it was a lot of important letters (i thought in my heart).
Step by step I swung, I walked for a long time, my eyes were so blurry and my body was hot, I was a little hoyong not bad, I almost got hit, fortunately I managed to dodge. Even though a little more has arrived at the restaurant earlier, then why can't my eyes do it? The sound of clatson was very noisy, I was confused to have to walk in which direction again, suddenly the urge was very tight in my body, my body was very painful, fortunately not hit by the wall, but I was very sick, if I didn't run out of my head, it turned out that there was a car that almost hit me, someone had helped me, he was trying to save me by pushing my body to the side of the road, he was a grandfather, he was a grandfather, his body was not far from mine.
“sick......” yelled as if it echoed very strongly in that ER room.
I woke up from the bed, right away,
“when I was just a dream” I said.
The dream was exactly the same as the incident I had a few hours ago, I just remembered, that old man was the man who accidentally met me three nights ago.