
No matter how good you are, parting still feels bitter
- Mima
***
Mima's knees were limp at the front door that was open, the lights were not on, it was almost two o'clock, the state of the house had not changed since he left earlier this afternoon. His gaze he turned to the garden house, as quiet and dark. Almost the body in the white dress was sitting on the floor if not heard a man coughing from inside his house.
Quickly he entered and turned on the lights, relieved, Shaka was still on the chair curled up helplessly. Mima was relieved to see that the body was still moving sign that her breath was still there. With tears all over her face, Mima was on the floor, checking on Shaka.
Not the time to cry, Shaka's condition is too bad to hear the outpouring of his heart, Mima wipes away those tears that won't stop, awakening Shaka who looks increasingly helpless.
“Shaka, wake! We have to go to the hospital now, no matter you are human from any dimension, no matter you are a being or a Ghoib, you are sick now, let's go to IGD!” cerca Mima panicked.
Shaka blinked for a while, then was surprised to see Mima beside him, a shock that made him reflex to get up and sit down.
“What time is it? You?” he said he noticed Mima's shabby and swollen condition.
“Why you? What are you sick with? This bad, I'll get you some more medicine, yeah. I'm gerus let the reaction be more palpable.” Mima pulled something out of her small bag, again her flagship orange thing.
“Udah .. Already, Ay. Not going to make it even though you box one, healthy, through yes because of overdose, it is not funny bodrexin overdose, the effect is suicide but afraid to die, it is.”
Mima was holding the cure, what's wrong with bodrexine? there is nothing wrong, precisely because he is used to living with this drug, he is afraid and survived the temptation of ecstasy.
“Oh humans from the future do not need to take medicine?”
“Not about humans from the future or ancient times, but the cure is loh.”
Shaka grimaced as he could not help but laugh at the round orange tablets in Mima's hand. Mima finally put the flagship pill back in her bag.
“What pain do you have?”
“I'm healthy, this is just the effect of the trip, the less time I will be pressed with greater energy until I get home.”
“I don't know.”
“Why are you being driven home at this hour? You guys aren't, are you?”
“I go home alone.”
“Ayumna!?”
“Iya I went home alone using travel after ..” Mima's tears began to flood her face again when she began to tell the aftermath of the incident she had with Dheo.
Shaka's hands clenched to hear Mima say everything while crying.
“Dheo suddenly changed like he wasn't, he was savage, he was terrible,” Mima said.
“He hasn't changed, Mima, you're the one who doesn't know him,” Shaka denies.
“Entah I have to be grateful or how fitting there is a girl into the room and told me to leave, it seems like his wife Dheo who is now, his face is very familiar,” Mima said as hiccuped, “I still had a chance to see in the glass of the door what they did, did I subvert the woman? I should have saved him too, right?”
“It should be so, but unfortunately there is nothing you can change, you forget that you are a cameo in his life Dheo? This was supposed to happen, that night it was like it happened, you were sent here to see it all.”
“So you cry over what? Jealous of that woman?”
Mima hits Shaka's arm and draws her breath which starts to falter.
“You still think I'm jealous? Crazy!” objurgation.
“Yes, so why, crying over Dheo so badly?”
“Ya cries for her own stupidity!” midget Mima is still sobbing.
“Don't one year here, ten years you survive, nothing will change, Ayumna.”
Mima slid her face into the foam of the wooden chair's pedestal, ashamed to be the main star in the series of follies of her life. Fate invites him to look at the wounds and defects of value that during his life he was not aware of.
“Shalat was there, not yet isya ‘kan?”
Mima nodded, almost forgetting the obligation when he had never left since the first contract.
***
Her face was fresher, the white dress had changed into a black nightgown, her true identity, not being anyone just to be recognized and loved.
His face was still puffy when he met Shaka, the man was not in the chair where he had been lying.
The front door was still open, when Mima wanted to close it, it turned out that Shaka was sitting on the wooden floor of the porch of the house, leaning against one of the pillars. Although no longer grimacing but Mima knew she was still sick.
“You better go home and sleep,” Mima said from the doorway.
“Eh already seger, here sit!” Shaka shifted and patted the floor as a gesture asking Mima to sit next to him.
Mima sat down and watched Shaka closely.
“You shiver.”
“Yes, this is a piercing cold, my whole body feels sick, it seems like it will not be until two days, tomorrow morning if I go home first, you please finish this remedial well!”
Mima was surprised, looking at Shaka.
“Where can you, why are you talking about it? How do I keep?”
Shaka smiled and patted Mima's face-covered head.
“Each of you must go home on time, we must meet, acquaintance and together again at the right time and should be.”
“Nonsene! I don't want to, I don't understand this remedial pattern, you're taking responsibility anyway?”
“I want to be here and remember you continue, but my body needs this energy, I have to stay alive, we will meet later.”
“My mission is just to make a sweet face, hopefully tonight my job is perfect.”
Mima shakes Shaka's shoulders, the man still laughs despite his increasingly wracked body. Today there are many emotions that Mima put out in front of Shaka, crying, fearing and laughing at her own stupidity.
“Shaka, you are still angry, you must be angry. But, comeon! I have admitted my stupidity, I will focus on remedial value .. ah remedial anything bad in my previous life, I know you are angry ..” Mima railed Shaka, Shaka, he is really afraid of Shaka leaving while Mima still has to go on a mission alone in this dimension.
“Come on, conductor, you can't leave me in this dimension. Whereabouts? you said you have a thousand stocks sorry for me, I want to take them all now.”
Shaka tried to brace himself to laugh again, probably because he heard Mima say long enough tonight.
“Ay, it is precisely I who want you to prepare stock sorry for me, stock if we meet later.”
“Why?”
“Maybe you have a lot of patience and heart.”
“Unfortunately I don't want a word later, I want it tonight! Nothing can happen to you.”
Shaka did not reply anymore, Mima held Shaka's hand growing colder, the man only smiled revealing two deep dimples of his cheeks.
Why did I drown there tonight?
“Ay, really cold.” Shaka lays his head on Mima's lap, unhesitatingly grabbed and placed the girl's hand on her forehead.
“Pijitin, yes. A minute ... aja.”
Mima was stunned and began to move her fingers in a small massage, she looked at Shaka from a close distance, smiling occasionally closing her eyes.
“Spirit yes, Remedial. You are lucky, given permission to fix many things in your life. Do all because of Him, and remember .. must go home on time loh.” Shaka's index finger poked the tip of Mima's nose.
“Shut up, don't message anything, you'll be fine, you won't be going anywhere!”
Mima leaned against the pole, his hands massaging Shaka's head but unconsciously his eyes closed.
***
Acacia leaves carried by the morning wind fell on Mima's cheeks, the dawn of the shahdu mossy made Mima awake.
“Sorry yes, I overslept.” Mima rubbed his eyes and realized his lap was light.
“Well, already in advance why not build it anyway?” his eyes immediately caught the atmosphere of the garden house that was still dark.
Azan dawn is finished, after a few minutes Mima can only remember perfectly the events of a few hours ago.
He took a deep breath and exhaled with cold, his eyes teary-eyed accepting the fact that Shaka was no longer there.
Suddenly sniffed the fresh and earthy Acqua fragrance, the perfume that Shaka used to wear every time to the surau. Mima instantly scanned his surroundings, there was only the rustling of leaves swept away by the wind which was quite fierce.
“My dawn angel does not exist?”