INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER XII HOME
(West Lampung, 11.00 WIB)
(Akbar's Point of View)
Today my family and I returned to Palembang, after a vacation to Lampung enjoying the White Sand Beach we stopped for a while before returning home to buy souvenirs.
Only food is bought, like nothing else to be remembered, so my family always think of other relatives to feel the same way.
Once again I had to feel prolonged nausea on the way, since childhood I did like drunk four-wheeled vehicles.
Unlike when going to the beach, the car used quite well with AC and music to enliven the atmosphere, even so one day and one night to resist nausea is not a good thing. Because I several times we stopped first to go to the toilet, either at the Pom Gasoline stop, Mosque or a place that has a toilet.
“Huekkk” my stomach aches when I vomit for the third time
“Propay soon until kok”
“How much longer Om?”
“About 4-5 hours again”
“Sialan” umpat batinku
***
(Family Car)
“Where is it better?” ask my aunt Wati
“It's been a little meningan”
“Bawa sleep only, later if it has been builtin” said grandma
“Iya mak” I call my grandmother by the name of mamak, out of nowhere the whole family from my mother's rope called grandma by the name of mamak
I put my body in the car seat, sleeping in a sitting position just closed my eyes to the dream world. Some time when the trip back in the beginning I again remembered the incident on the beach toilet yesterday, who or what is it?
“Nggginggg” a loud voice sounded out of nowhere
Hearing that sound I could not sleep, or rather I could not sleep in a vehicle either car, ship or plane. I opened the phone to pass the time, I saw there a full message in the school class group.
“It turns out they want to make a burning event ya” whiskey
“Hemm can also” I type my opinion if I come on Wednesday night
“Thursday night at Ainur house, ah I forgot where the house is?”
“Why can't sleep?” ask aunt Wati
“Iya can't sleep”
I glanced at his older nephew, Sister Gusti, his name with a large mole on his right hand and a fairly mature face asleep soundly in the front seat.
“Kak Gusti soundly his sleep times”
“Halah Gusti mah sleep anywhere can, in the stables can also” cetus Bude Mar mother of Brother Gusti
Hearing Bude Mar say like that we laughed together in the car. Well the journey home this time must be long, because it departs early in the morning, in the afternoon, until maybe afternoon or evening.
Different when leaving yesterday, we went out at night and arrived in Lampung early in the morning. Maybe it's because of the night I don't feel nauseous, and the streets don't get stuck like during the day.
***
(House of Ainur, Palembang)
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
Monday came again, it did not feel like I had a week off but spent a lot of time at home. The streets were most just to the mole or to the supermarket, but there was one thing I was waiting for that was a class fire show.
“Hopefully so it is not just a mere discourse” I said
“Mbak no one is looking tuh” my sister Raihan surprised me
“Who is deck?” much
“Not know?” me and Raihan come to see who the guests are
“Lho?!” I saw Fahri and his gang in front of my house
“Agus, Pras, Adrian, Fahri say here” after I see again it turns out there is a girl too, “Oh there is Eli same Alma also ya”
“Nur we want to go for a walk, want to come dak?” ask Bareta
“Huuu can't ya”
“Come on, just pause, bentar” said Adrian forcing
My unanimous decision is back to the point, indeed I want to go for a walk but if with them it doesn't feel good for me. The idea came to me, I better take my line mates as well.
“OK deh, but I take Agustina, Ibra, same Dedek first ya”
I saw them looking at each other like not allowing my rowmates to come along. Even so I don't want to eliminate the opportunity, “Let's go”
“Assalamualaikum” one by one of them enter
“Wa’alaikumsalam”
“For a while I'll get ready first” I said go back
Lagsung I chatted my line mates in class, begging them to come with me. Although somewhat suddenly they must not want to come, let alone Ibra and Dedek. While waiting for their reply, I prepared to leave.
***
(Akbar's Point of View)
(*****)
“Hemmm where is this?” I feel that if I have two, I am watching and I am watching from somewhere else
How can I be aware of the strangeness, until for a while I think for a moment. A few seconds not even I do not understand, but it feels like time here is running slow.
I saw a bright light like a floodlight on a large stage illuminating something in this dark room. I approached the object, but a strange feeling struck back, I approached it with a hover.
“Lho kok Ainur is here” my inner
An incident that made me shocked was seeing a figure similar to Ainur, sleeping under a funeral wooden box or I either remembered him sleeping in a pile of bright light with a white cloth as the base.
He was unconscious by drifting, what really happened?
Whether he was just sleeping, fainting, or dead, I tried to touch him. And I called her name, but I couldn't because my voice wouldn't come out.
The air in the room grew fewer and fewer, and as the wall approached me, my heart stopped beating until the sound woke me up.
“Bang?!” irul's shock woke me from sleep
“Hahhh...hahhh...hah” at that time I was really surprised trying to calm myself my breath was not regular like a person running a marathon
“Why bang?”
“Nothing kok” that's when I realized that what I saw was a dream, a dream that missed real, maybe something bad will happen to Ainur
“Yeah but I'm nobody, there's nothing I can do” I thought
I took the things in the trunk of the car, and rushed into the house of the mother. Because it's late at night it's better to stay at your home first, tomorrow just go home.
“Hahh, tired. Guling used to take a shower” said budeku
“Kok long really arrived, the other car until 5. This is almost 6 hours until” asked Bi Eneng, my mother's younger brother who did not go to Lampung
“Yes, the heck Akbar is vomiting continuously on the road, so many stop”
“Hehe” I'm laughing small
“Yah from the first mah Akbar likes to vomit in mobil”
“Hahahaha” everyone in the guest room laughed at me, I don't hate it but I'm just a little embarrassed.
It's been my sickness with travel sickness, but I never thought about it. As long as my family is together I want to see them laugh and be happy. That's my family and relatives from my mother's lineage, but it's different from the family that's in my father's lineage.
When meeting must always be angry, berate and talk about the disgrace of their family from behind. I found so many bad things from my father's family, even so I can not hate especially when given pocket money for snacks.
“Brukk” myself directly lying on the mattress mbak my nephew, Irul also participated in that
“Capek bangetttt”
“Bang, push rank yuk” invite Irul
“Kuyy!!” I accepted his invitation
CHAPTER XII....FINISHED