Light For Stars
Chapter Three
A girl with glasses, white skin with maroon-colored clothes and hijab with matching colors looks busy cleaning the tent where the tantenya trade. Almost every day the girl accompanied her aunt to sell from 2 pm to 12 pm. The girl's name is Light. Since becoming an orphan 5 years ago, Aya-often the girl was called nurtured and raised by her om and tantenya. However, an accident left Aya paralyzed and could only lie in bed without the help of a wheelchair.
"When we sell until this late, but our trading is still not finished. If this continues to be aunty bankrupt," grumbled Laksmi, a 40-year-old woman. She continued her husband's trade selling chicken and catfish pecel. They used to have a special stall to trade, but since her husband was paralyzed and sales were declining, Laksmi could not afford to pay their rent and was forced to sell on the sidelines.
"Don't like to complain, Auntie. Just be grateful at least we are still given health to be able to find sustenance," said Light. The 19-year-old girl always tried to look at everything that happened with positive thoughts. He believes that behind whatever happens to him in the world there must be something good that God has planned for him.
"Do you know what life needs are? Already your uncle is paralyzed because he was hit by an unknown person and now aunt has to work hard to make a living for your uncle. Not to mention the cost of treatment." Lakshmi did not stop complaining. Indeed, since her husband was paralyzed, she was the one who replaced her husband to make a living.
"If your student duty is not revoked, in 2 years you will have graduated and can work in an office. At least the cost of treating your uncle can you bear. But now? Because there's no cost, you're forced to take leave." Laksmi looked at her nephew for a moment. Although sometimes his mouth is spicy beyond the spicy level 10 gacoan noodles, Laksmi is a good aunt. He still wants to spend money for Aya to pay for her college. Unfortunately, the accident had to make Laksmi prioritize to seek treatment for her paralyzed husband.
"Sorry Aya yes, Aunt. Aya will definitely work hard to raise money to help my aunt and to continue my studies later." Only an apology can the Light give at this time. He has not been able to offer anything to the woman who has been willing to take care of him.
"That's it. It wasn't your fault either, it was the fault of that young man who had slandered you. If you ever see that young man again, maybe your aunt won't be able to hold back." Laksmi understood the lifting of his nephew's student duties was not the fault of Light, but the fault of his friend. "Let's go home now! Your uncle must be thinking because we haven't been home this late."
The light binds the tent made of tarpaulin using rafiah rope. He then placed the tent that had been rolled neatly on the cart.
The distance where the Light and the tantenya sell is quite far from where they live because they walk, it takes approximately forty-five minutes. Light is in charge of pulling his tant trading wagon from the front, while Laksmi is in charge of pushing it from behind. The road they were going through was pretty quiet. Even tonight they have not passed by vehicles or other people.
Laksmi almost fell down when suddenly Light stopped his steps.
"Oh, Aya... Why stop suddenly anyway? You almost made aunty fall," said Laksmi.
"Sorry, Aunt. It was not intentional" said Light.
"Let's go again!" ask Aunt Laksmi. He pushed back his wagon. But the light has not moved at all. The hijab girl was still in her place.
"Yes! Why not walk yet? Let's go ahead! It's too bad, pity your uncle!" laksmi once again.
"But, Aunt.... "
"What's wrong?" sela Laksimi's.
"That seems like someone is drifting in that river," replied Cahanya as she pointed at the stream that was not far from where she was standing now.
Laksmi also looked in the direction pointed by his nephew. He even lit a flashlight to sharpen his vision. Laksmi's mouth gaped where he saw a figure of a body that was buried on a lie on the edge of the river.
"We.. We help her, okay, Auntie?" Light asks for permission. He then moved from his place to the edge of the river.
"Wait, Aya!" The voice of the aunt made the Light stop its steps.
"What's up, Auntie?"
"How about we pretend we didn't see that?" aunt Laksmi's Proposal.
Laksmi walked up to his nephew and stood right beside him.
"Well, what if that person is dead? Auntie doesn't want to deal with the cops." Laksmi conveyed her unrest. He did not like it the most if he had to be busy with things that could not give him an advantage.
"But, Aunt.... "
"Yes, our lives are hard. Aunty doesn't want to get any harder with dealing with the police. What if that guy's family thinks we killed him? Aunty does not want to have to go back and forth to the police station just to provide information," said Laksmi.
Silent light. He understood what his aunt was worried about. However, letting the person in need of a match was very contrary to his current little heart.
"Come, we'll get out of here! Just pretend we didn't see anything!" bring Laksmi. He pulled Light's hand back into the wagon.
"Errr."
The sound of moans made the Light again stop its steps.
"Tante, Auntie hear that, right?" tanya Light. He sharpens his sense of hearing.
"Tante didn't hear anything, let's get out of here!" answer Laksmi who is still reluctant if you have to deal with the police later.
"Eeerrrggg.. to.. toll... please!"
"Tante, he's alive. Let's help him, Auntie!" The light that heard the moaning sound as well as the sound of asking for help felt unbearable to leave it.
"Alright, Aya! Let's just go home. Remember that! Our lives are already hard!" Aunt Laksmi still insisted on telling Light to ignore.
"But, Auntie. If we don't help him right away, he might actually die. And that means we've become indirectly killers, Auntie," Light said. "See you please, Auntie. Let's help him!" her door.
Laksmi was silent. His heart was still worried between helping or letting the person. He is still thinking about the possibilities that will happen, if he is determined to help the person. However, leaving that person there also did not calm him down. When her husband was hit-and-run and no one was helping her, she was very hurt. Laksmi even cussed at all those who intentionally did not want to help her husband.
"All right, let's help him. But.. After all, aunt doesn't want to deal with the police." Eventually Laksmi agrees to help the man.
Light nodded. "Yes, Aunt. We don't need to call the police. What matters now is let's help him!"
Light and Laksmi walked up to the person to the edge of the river. From the stature of his body and clothes, they knew that the person lying face down on the trunk of the tree was male. The two then led the man away from the river by breaking it.
"Ah, heavy too," said Laksmi as she and Light laid the man on the asphalt. "Try checking again! Is he really alive!" Laksmi told Light.
"Yes, Aunt." The light crouched down and flicked away the hair that covered part of the person's face. As soon as he stopped his movement. "No way!" hisses.