ISHIHARA (Blind Color-Real Story)
The lamreh 1

I felt an object so cold in my hot head. So soft, cold that it's soothing. I opened my eyes.

I faintly saw the dazzling light from the lamp. I saw my boarding attic wafting brightly. My view is starting to clear.

“39o C. More than that there will be protein breakdown in your body,” said the voice. I've heard that voice. He's Rizqi. My roommate.

“Thanks.”

“ You came home in the rain the other day. Walking distance. Your body is soaking wet.”

“...” I'm silent. My heart is also wet.

“Then you start a fever. Lying down and hot. I compress your head to lower the temperature.” Rizqi. Not only as

roommate, but Rizqi is more than that. He has the empathy of a doctor. My father's ideals first.

“Rizqy...makasih...” my word is still weak.

***

The year 2008 Ramadan has come at the end of August. Ramadan is a holy month for the people

islam throughout the world. During Ramadan, people will fast. But before that people will also cleanse the heart and self. People will forgive the whole family, friends, colleagues, neighbors and friends. People will clean up

self followed by calming the mind. Likewise in Banda Aceh, before the month of Raamadan there is a kind of calm week. People would cut cows, make good food, gather with neighbors to pray and eat together. There is also an excursion to the beach, to the grass hills that always

wind-blown, very cool with views of Banda Aceh City, the Sea, and the beautiful Mount Sabang. Also do not miss an excursion to the waterfall and a large rice field stretches.

Banda aceh is a city at the tip of the island of Sumatra, at the end of a mountain range. It's strategic

the Malacca Strait Gate. Its geographical condition is fortified by natural fences, surrounded by mountains and hills. Mount Seulawah Agam and Seulawah Inong to the east and to the west is the end of the Mountains

Barisan Hill. In front of the city of Banda Aceh lies the Indian Ocean and Ocean

Andaman whose beauty is like a piece of heaven that falls into the world. The sea was also fortified by tall islands towering into mountains.

Weh Island with Mount Jaboi and Aceh Island high.

In that quiet season, Bang Roni invited me to calm my heart. Bang Roni is an activist on campus. Together with his colleagues they will take an excursion to a beautiful beach in the village

Lamrehs. The beach is including a fragment of the Andaman Sea so beautiful. Pasir Putih Beach is located in the middle of green grass hills. The ocean is blue as the sky and the edge is as green as emerald. Maybe Bang Roni would comfort me if Bang Sahim told me that I was so sad the other day.

I went to Lamreh on a motorcycle. Bang Roni is the one who hugged me. Along the way to Lamreh decorated with white sand along the left side.  While on the right side of the road only grass hills on the sides of the trees jemblang, red guava that tastes bitter-bitter sweet. At the top of the hill the cows in Lamreh graze comfortably, sometimes wild deer appear from a distance. Lamreh sky

decorated with white clouds that shade the sapphire blue sea adds to the exotica of the beach in the eye screen.

Our motor passed through the bay that juts far to the mainland, the port of Barang Malahayati, on the left upright with gallant towers

ships, until the bay arc there is a climb. Our motor continued to climb to a quieter hill, there lay a landscape I had never seen before, the Creator of God. The grass hills dry out as emerald green. On the other side is the expanse of Andaman paradise, a beautiful sea of the world presented in the eye view, decorated with islands and mountains. Weh Island with Mount Jaboinya as if a giant guarding the Strait of Malacca protective city

Saban. Look far to the end of the ocean, until the eye is able to distinguish the boundary between the sea and the sky. The sea and sky seemed to converge and touch each other visible from Lamreh only separated the horizon line so thin.

Lamreh seemed to have his own den, so deserted. Where the army keeps the limits

Country, deserted post. The aceh vegetable farmer crosses his paths occasionally towards the land far behind the back of the hidden Mount Seulawah, Lamteuba.

Their soldiers, farmers, and cattle ranchers all lived in their solemnities

by oneself. Likewise with school children at the end of Indonesia, they go home with a cheerful learning spirit. Go home by riding labi-labi with an open tub. There are students hanging, sitting and crammed

I'm so happy.

We stopped at one of the panoramic cliffs. Far down there is a view of krureng bay

raya. Not far away was the beach we were on. Behind the grass hill on the edge of the lamreh cliff. That was the beautiful beach we were on.

I'm going there.

I have never been to the beach in my entire life. I walked from Ujung Keulindu to Lok Mee Beach

by setting foot on the white sand with a sea as clear as glass. Lhok Mee is a white sand beach decorated with Geurumbang trees with upside down roots. This is the first time stepping on a white sand beach that is as soft as flour. It feels warm which warms the heart that was once cold. The heat that heals. I

keep walking into shallow waters. There are many sea stars with cute colors and shapes. I stepped on a broken coral reef – broken. I'm so happy. First time in my life taking a bath in the lagoon, swimming in the coral. I happy.

The waves are calm. The sun is almost setting on the tip of Sumatra

The sky is red and beautiful. Andaman and Niccobar at the end of the eye. Far away in the City

Casablanca the western edge of the African sun has returned.

“Teet..” Handphone.

it reads that there is an incoming message. The Friends of Echa. Iopenit.

“Assalamualaikum Friends. You're actually color blind and not going to college

medical. Is that true ?”. As the message sounds. I doubt I will reply.

But I have to reply so that everything is clear. Don't let my new friend

I was prejudiced that I wouldn't meet him.

Where does Echa know that. It could be that Bang Boby told me. Or someone else who went to college

the same medical school. But it's not important. Most importantly. I have to reply to this message.

“Walaikumsalam friends. That's all right. Sorry ya can't keep promise to meet” I sent that message.

Then I received a reply.

“Patience friends. Patience heart. Because the heart is invisible

in the eye view. Yet the heart mirrors the self-actualization of every human being who will

looks through behavior in everyday life. May Allah

grant you clarity of heart and spaciousness of heart and depth of taste

so that the heart does not die. The heart will always live in the sanitary recesses of every human being

who is patient.”