JUMPING HIGHER
GLARE

I remember Kevin Costner's movie Water World. Where when the land sinks and turns into the ocean. Everyone lives on the water, they make floating houses from old ships or the ruins of the modern world that have been lost. Setunas plants and a lump of land became a luxury and expensive item in the world over that water.

"Ah, horror!" hisisku was terrified himself.

"We need to write now!" Sri elbowed my arm.

We finally agreed to share our duties. I wrote the contents of the speech in Indonesian, while Sri translated it into English. While engrossed in thinking— strung the word for the content of the speech, my gaze glared and stopped to the front bench, in the middle row. There Mediana and Bawon sat together. They talk and Bawon writes. I'm guessing Bawon must be the scribe. Although he could quite well speak English, but to string words and write them as a speech, Bawon would lose to Mediana.

I still look at them. Suddenly Mediana looked back right at me, at the third table from the front to the right. Our views met right in the eyeballs. I looked at Mediana's gaze as if I was pitying her. I slowly turned my eyes and began writing in the book: Climate change is killing life on earth.

***

When the school break I mingled with other friends stormed the canteen for a moment to unwind after hours of concentration on assignments and absorbing lessons. I just ordered a bottle of tea with ice and took it to the back of the cafeteria. There is a mango tree that is quite large leafy and lush. Under the mango tree was a long wooden bench, a place like this was enough to make me feel calm. The atmosphere was cool and comfortable even though the frenzy from inside the canteen still sounded clear like the sound of bees rumbling, but it did not reduce my comfort in this place.

In the crowd I felt alone. I lost Bawon, Mediana and Sarah. Even though I know that in their hearts, I still have a place. They didn't leave me, but I stayed away from them. Bawon and Mediana have shared time together, I can no longer bother him. As for Sarah, I'm sure she still thinks of me, even though she doesn't want to be my boyfriend anymore.

"Bono ..”

Suddenly Mediana was standing near me.

"May I sit here?"

"Sit. Where's Bawon?" I sipped a little tea bottle from the glass containing the ice cubes.

"There's a canteen. I said I'd talk to you alone" Mediana sat next to me.

“Kok, know I'm here?"

"I've always been watching you, Bono."

I smiled thinly.

"Thank you."

A few moments later we were silent. A thousand words. I don't know what to say and Mediana also seems to be hard to string words together. What is implied in the heart there are times when it is difficult to say, especially when it comes to feelings.

"Why did you stay away from us?" mediana's voice was heard at last.

I just kept quiet while twirling the glass in my hand. The wind blew and flew the dried mango leaves. One-two falls right on Mediana's lap. He picked up the dried leaves and grabbed them.

"I ruined your friendship, huh?" medium Gumam slowly.

I swear to God, I didn't feel that Mediana had ruined my friendship with Bawon. I'm glad they can be happy. Knit the days together and agree to meet the future together.

"It would be foolish of me to think that you have ruined my friendship with Bawon. You're my mother's adopted son and that means we're brothers. I love you just as much as I love Brother Farah."

Mediana's plan touched my arm.

"Sorry, Bono. Are you like this because of Sarah?"

“What's it like, do I look weird now?"

"I'm not a bully, Mediana. In class I like to tease Sri," I said.

"I saw the look on your face saying something else" said Mediana.

Women's intuition is powerful. No matter how great I tried to cover up the tangle of her heart, Mediana easily read it from the look on my face. It is like reading an open book. Huh! Sarah's love really killed me.

Now I prefer living in cyberspace, making friends on facebook. Just a word. Everything is pseudo and maya, but I feel at home there. I can condition myself into what and who. Maybe the virtual world has split my personality in two.

Nobody cares and nobody wants to know. The association in cyberspace is between there and nothing. Even though the people closest to me were there. Mama, Brother Farah, Bawon, Mediana and Sarah, but they are not cyber-enthusiasts. I was the only one who ran away and hid on Facebook. A world without limits.

"It's Bawon and I going to the bookstore. You're coming, aren't you?" mediana's voice sounded again.

The ice is melting. Kusapu water point that condenses on the body of the glass. The water drops fell and disappeared. Like life that changes every second, it can be lost and lost in an instant and then forgotten.

"Other times," I said slowly.

"I've heard the word many times" Mediana looked at me.

Mediana's right. To refuse every invitation they go or gather together, always for the same reason I refuse. It's more appropriate like no reason, and just say it next time. Next time I never know when it will happen. Actually, I have my reasons for my refusal, but I can't say it. Make what?

"Don't you think my union with Bawon can rob us of our friendship, our brotherhood. If it's Sunday night you want to come home, Bawon and I don't mind. We can gather and tell stories. No problem I guess," Mediana looked at me deeply.

"Yes, later, sometime I come," I said without seeing Mediana.

"When is that, when? I know you've always shied away from us" Mediana alleged.

This time I raised my face and looked Mediana in the eyes.

"I don't know when."

“Tell me," Mediana was out of her mind.

"Life is a choice" I murmured slowly.

Mediana challenged my eyes.

"That's why I think first, before making a decision. Do you choose to be happy or to suffer?"

"Everyone chooses to be happy" I said slowly.

"Go back to Sarah" Mediana looked me in the eye.

“How to return?” many stupid.

"You're a boy, Bono. You certainly know how," said Mediana without looking at me.

I don't make any more noise. The entrance bell rings. Mediana got up from her seat and left me without saying anything. I let Mediana away, until she disappeared behind the canteen, and I left a long wooden bench under the mango tree. My heart still feels empty and empty. How do I get Sarah back to me? *