Journey

Journey
#Episode 1


I still have them (Eli)


Timing.


Youknew.. Time is the hardest thing to understand.


He sometimes suffered, and afterwards became medicine. Sometimes it feels so slow, but it's also very fast.


No matter who is laughing or crying, he will continue to walk without stopping.


He also cannot be stopped or repeated. Every second is so precious...


I'll tell you my story...


I lost the most important person in my life. And that's when time turns into a chain that holds me in its agony..


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This story began six years ago, when I was fifteen.


Since then the sky looks cloudy, but the rain does not come. Rini and I went home from school together, while she was going home late because there were extra classes given by her teacher to prepare for the graduation exam.


I could see a lot of people in my house.. And I also saw uncle sitting in front of the house, shouldn't uncle be in town? And even if uncle wants to stop by to visit, usually uncle will send a letter first to inform me. Then what is this now?


With great curiosity I stepped forward towards uncle.


"uncle.. Why is uncle here? And why are so many people at home?" ask my uncle.


I looked at uncle. I saw uncle's eyes blushing.. Is she crying?


"el, uncle is here. because." said uncle slightly faltered. Then repeat his words.


"because of what uncle? El won't know if uncle doesn't know el" my sarcasm is upset by uncle's rambling attitude


Uncle looked at me as a child. Sighs her breath and says "sorry el. Your mother and father are dead"


I'm speechless. Trying to digest uncle's word. "huh? What does uncle mean? Uncle is no longer joking with you, is he...?" ask me with a vibrating voice


"not el. Uncle is no longer kidding. Your father and mother died in an accident at your father's songket shop. From what the employees said there, at that time a big shelf was about to hit your mother, and your father helped your mother until finally they were just as dead as the big shelf." obviously uncle then pointed inside the house.


My mind was empty, unable to think anymore. I immediately ran into the house and saw two people who had been wrapped in shrouds, along with a weeping aunt and mistress.


"el.. Here baby. Sitting near grandma.." said Grandma Ijah patting the floor next to her when she saw my arrival.


I comply. I sat beside Grandpa Ijah, looking at the two people who had been wrapped in white cloths in front of me.


"grandfather... These.. Same mom dad..? " i asked in a hoarse voice


"yes baby. Your father and mother are gone." replied the mother crying.


I stared in disbelief, in front of me was two people who had been wrapped in white cloth and the two people were none other than father and mother. My heart was like in an iris, my head seemed to be broken by the sadness that came with it.


Three days ago I still saw my mom and dad smiling and going to town. And now they... Been gone?


I can't believe it.


Father, mother, live! I moved the body lying in front of me. I'm begging..Wake up! If you go what about me?


The room was full of my crying voice.


***


A few minutes later, Rini patted me gently on the shoulder.


"el, you need to clean and change clothes first. I am temenin" said rini.


I nodded, according to my best friend, then went to the room with him.


Rini is my sabbath, I first met her in 1st grade school. At that time I was 6 years old.


She's a pretty girl, with her brownish-brown hair and brown eyes. He is quite polpular among men.


And I love that sahabt.



"el, you clean first, I wait here" said Rini sitting on the edge of my bed.


My room is quite spacious, because in it there is a bathroom as well, so I do not find it difficult to wake up at night.


Me and Rini took turns cleaning themselves up. Soon after, we went with the group to bury my father and mother.


Vero's sister also came home from school and immediately took his dad's stretcher. And it was brother vero who entered the burrow to welcome the bodies of my parents.


For brother vero, father and mother are like their own parents...


***


The time has now shown at 7pm. Uncle and aunt had gone back to town because there was something she had to do.


And I, rini, grandma, and sister vero remained at home.


I'm still silent. Really, I can't believe my parents left me this fast. Yesterday the day after tomorrow they were still here with me, and now they are buried in the ground. Why is time so fast passing?


"el.. Your mom and dad must be in the best place right now.. Because they are good people.. And grandma was sure of that. So el don't need to get too dissolved in this grief huh.. El must learn iklas.. Kasian later father and mother if el do not like.." nek ijah said, while looking at me with swollen eyes because of crying.


I nodded in response. I know it. I know I have to be iklas. But how? If you want to be honest, I really do not want to go to the goons of father and mother who arrived this time. I'm not ready to leave like this. Right now I feel like God is being unfair to me..


Without feeling it, tears just escaped from the end of my eyes. I quickly wiped it because at this time I do not want to be said weak. Although it is only natural when I doubt.


Rini who saw that immediately hugged me. Saying,


"el.. Not in the pendem itself.. You still have us.. Do we mean nothing to you..?"


"mom-not so.."


"if you want to cry. No one will cheat you el. "said kak vero.


For some reason after hearing the words of Rini and brother vero, tears that had been so far I could stand out just like that. I was crying so it happened..


Yep. Right said rini. I'm not alone. I still have rini, grandma, and sister vero that I have considered my own family here. Mom and Dad just went back to God.. One day we will meet again. Yep.. Thas right. The wheel of life will always turn and I am at the bottom, where I am missing my closest people. And I must rise from this fall.. Do not let my grief affect those around me... Don't make...


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