The Journey
Part 6's

"Sometimes your knees need to feel limp, so you know who will support you. You!"

At ten o'clock in the morning, a teen girl of petite stature, with a style far from feminine impression was sitting leaning on the front bench of the dorm.

He saw a small phone in his hand. Keep looking at it with a sour face.

"Says the exam is finished before 9, it's already 10 o'clock hasn't shown up yet either. Not even SMS. " Rigger pissed.

"Ah come on, I'll take the angkot only. " Think.

Back to the dorm room, taking some of the calculated retail money sheets can pay the angkot once at his relatives' house.

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"Excuse me" There was a knock and a greeting from the front door of Line's dormitory. A smile spread across his lips.

"Finally, my money is safe, hahaha". Keep back the money that is not how much into the locker closet and walk to meet the guest. Line itself never brings money if traveling with his friends, because of the frequent treatment.

"Kira did not come, almost Tigard thousand rupiah me to the sea, " Gerutu Line while putting on a fake upset face. In my heart, I am very grateful for the safety of the three pieces of money.

"Yes yes, sorry. The test was time-consuming, and I didn't have time to turn on the phone to call. Nih! " the man thrust out the dead box object he was responding to.

"Alright, forgiven. But we eat mixed ice first just go, brother Tito who treatir" Invite him while putting on a face with a wink repeatedly. Just like a starving chick.

"Look, we go to the market means. " Greet Tito with enthusiasm. How not, this is a chance to go eat together without Didi's tail. That's what Tito thinks.

Line immediately said goodbye to the hostel father and went with Tito to the market.

The streets are so crowded, many motorcycles and tares, also looks angkotan city with music like a wedding party ruled the streets at that time. The sun does not want to lose competitiveness, scorching with the level of well, stinging the skin of all who do not have shelter.

Line's eyes were out of place, his eyes were enjoying every inch of the road, as if this was the last chance to enjoy the atmosphere of this small town where it had been for several months.

The green light seemed to light up in the distance and changed to the yellow light, then jumped in seconds down to the red light. Tito's motorbike stopped right in front of a fork facing the city's Olympic gym.

Memories of early enrollment in a famous school in the city at that time re-energized.

A tear thread involuntarily fell touching Line's face.

"Ehem" Tito who realized and noticed from behind the glass Rearview motorcycle trying to disperse the Daydream Line.

Line quickly wiped away her tears. Then turn your eyes in any direction. The green light is wrong. The two immediately docked to the market to immediately eat the ice mixed their favorite.

The market is not far from the red light, once turn right and straight in a meter until the next corner, then turn left and the market is right opposite the police station, as well as being on the west side of one of the popular banks.

The market is not too big, located in the center of the city's shops. Many small shops are lined up. Tito took Line's hand, passing a small shoe store after leaving his motorbike at the Bank's parkiaran.

The market is right behind the store, and the favorite mixed ice seller is also in one of the food stalls not far from the location of the shoe store.

In the city of Line, simple stalls and restaurants can only be found in the market and not along the street like other major cities.

The two approached the food stall, and ordered mixed ice with the same mixture. Taking the most corner seat in order to get a splash of wind from a hanging fan is the second habit when coming to visit the place. Naturally, the air temperature in the city was hotter than to see a girlfriend stabbed by a friend.

*Author: kegenya bucin.

*Author: au ah.

The two chatted and planned what Line had to convey to her little mama. The ice that was ordered arrived on the table. Sitting side by side, the two smiled happily at the dish.

Mixed ice is not something special in the eyes of many people. It contains only milk, coconut milk, bread, colorful pearls, and ice grater. As simple as that, yet deeply infiltrate the tongue and even the heart of both. Somehow, like there is magic that binds Line and his friends to enjoy the ice mix.

After enjoying the ice mix, Tito then paid the bill, then invited Line to look around the small shop around the area.

A simple pair of hats hangs in one of the simple supply stores. Without further ado Tito bought it for Line as well as himself.

Line like a duck cuek do not want to know about maxut Tito. For him, if there is a free why rejected. Well. That was the Line back then to all of his best friends.

After buying, the two decided to immediately go to their destination at the beginning. The trip to the family home took 30 minutes. But the biggest obstacle is not time, but the sun. If you can survive within 30 minutes without moving, you can be sure your skin turns closer to the charcoal shell.

"Excuse me Ma," so Line called her aunt with a familiar call upon arrival at Juli's aunt's house. The door of the house is closed making Line have to knock repeatedly. If it were open, Line would have snatched in without permission.

"Sister Line, tumben is not the same Brother Didi, "Sapa a small child who is none other than Line's cousin, while welcoming Tito.

"Again he busy," Line replied as she ruffled the boy's hair. And introduced Tito to his cousin.

"Where's mama?" Ask Line.

" Behind, again weave the cloth" Timpal his cousin.

"Come, sister, let's meet my little mama" Take Line while scrambling Tito.

In a small baranda, a woman in her 40s was swinging one of her arms holding a bamboo knot of yarn, which was, then put into a small blemish of the stretch of yarn ready for weaving due to being pulled one side of the yarn using the other tension.

The woven motif was at first glance similar to a rose. And is a very liked motive Line.

"Yet for weaving roses? Very beautiful said Line when approaching the baranda.

"Begging your friend to sit in that chair, don't stand still. Shampoo his feet." Reply aunt July.

Line then kisses his tantric hand before pulling Tito to a chair near the baranda.

"Mama knows, Didi slept here last night" Not wanting to be long and waiting for Line to start, aunty Line who already understood the situation immediately said the crux of the problem.

Line could only cry without caring that Tito was staring at her.

"It's better to go home first, explain to your problem brother, if you're sure you'll understand" said aunt July again, but if this with a limp tone.

"Sorry mom can't help you, your little dad just died and was sick all along. If not, I can help you pay your tuition. " July's aunt's voice that used to be called mama by Line while bowing in tears.

Line could only quietly cry. He did not want to trouble his father's sister because of the condition of the aunt's husband. Line did not even trouble his parents because Line years that for his tantric husband problems, both parents had to sell woven sarongs and even borrow.

"Listen, your father is not an educated man, you probably won't understand as young as this mother understands your problem, but Line should be able to explain to you this problem. " Aunty Juli advised Line.

Seeing Line cry, aunt Juli realizes her nephew's grief.

"Oh, my mother forgot. There were guests but no drinks. Line, make coffee for your friends, and make mama too. It seems like my head hurts because I haven't had coffee. " Say aunty who knows that Line will not stop crying again if it has been asked to do something.

Line quickly shed her tears, and in an instant there was no more crying.

"You're this, it never changes" said aunty July.

"Who are you, son? Aunt forgot to ask because of Line. Forgive the impolite aunt" As soon as the aunt's gaze turned to meet Tito who was still in the chair.

"Tito, aunt" answered Tito briefly. A nervous face was being interrogated by the police.

"Why go on, make coffee there" orders aunt July who saw Line still sitting on the spot.

Line rushes to the kitchen and lets Tito talk to his aunt. Many questions were reviled by her aunt, making Line laugh from behind the kitchen when she heard all the conversations.

Aunty July who had stopped weaving now smiled seeing Line appear with 3 cups of coffee on the tray.

"Drink first brother," Peka Line to Tito while offering a glass of coffee. Then he approached his little mama and sat down beside his aunt Juli.

"Nih ma" Said Line

While enjoying coffee, the three talked a lot. Aunt Juli even asked about Line and Tito's relationship. She was greeted with smiles by both of them.

"Ma, Line actually wanted to ask how to explain to the father about this. You know, you didn't want me to go to school because I was disappointed with my Sufi sister." Line tried to ask for advice to aunt Juli considering the attitude of her father.

Mr. Line did not trust Line at the beginning because of the problem of his brother who married without blessing at an easy age. For Mr. Line, the woman was useless, and only brought shame to the family. That's how Mr. Line before Line proved that he is different and can boast of a family.

Since Line proved with achievement, Line's father approved Line to continue school with the same expectations. Can be helped through achievement. Now, everything is different. Line even hesitated about how to explain it to his father.

"Line, come home this Thursday. Don't slow down here. Let this matter get home quickly. Let no one say it first and all the worse" Aunt July now stroked the hairline.

"Yes ma" Line answered.

"I'm going home" Line said as she looked at the coffee in her hand.

A silent atmosphere, Tito could only notice the height of the two women in front of him.

"Then we meet Mia's mother today. Because tomorrow you have to get your things ready and go home. There's no more time, right? " Tito's speech melts the atmosphere. Spending time even if just delivering Line everywhere was enough at least this time for him.

"It was Line, after Mia's mother's house, sleeping here ew. " May's auntie's order.

"Yes ma, Line came back here for a bit. " Answer Line with a smile towards aunt July.

Time has shown three o'clock and without feeling the three talked for so long.

"Ma, where's Boy? Just open the door, "Line asked where her little cousin was.

"Most in the room, since his father left, he's mostly in the room. " The look on aunt Juli's face became sad again.

" Oh, you go to your teacher's house first. Go home and play with him. Maybe he's a tenacious. If there's a friend, he'll play too. " Aunty July said as she pointed towards the empty glass before her as a code for Line to save into the kitchen.

Tito followed Line from behind after saying goodbye and they went to Line's teacher's house.

The line that met with Tito to his teacher's house was welcomed when he arrived there.

The homeroom teacher of course regretted Line's decision, but was unable to do anything more.

After explaining his desperation to his teacher. Line sends an apology to Line's classmates through Mia's mother. Mia's mother could only accept with a sad face, because for her Line's child was potentially good for her class.

The meeting did not last long, the two decided to go home to aunt July. On the way home, the motorbike supri x ran in a direction that should not be.

"Sister, where do we want pi? " Task the line after realizing the line.

"It's only 4 o'clock, so we're going for a walk." Tito replied with a small laugh.

"Well, not bad, which way are we going? " The curious Line urges Tito's answer. Because the path was first passed.

"We'll be there soon" replied Tito cuek.

Not far ahead, the ocean looks open with a way uphill on one of the hills near the sea.

"Wait on! We're going to Golgotha Hill? " Tanya Line.

"Lick up a little "Perinta Line as if Tito was riding a snail-type motorcycle. Speed is above ability still requested fast.

"Yemuh until finally" Shouted Line after getting off the motor a few minutes after chattering along the way.

"La'i base" Tito judes said.

"What! " Reply line with a high tone.

"Ah, let's go up the hill" Take Tito while the road precedes the Line to climb the stairs on the hill.

Golgotha hill is one of the tourist sites near the beach that is often visited by young people both in pairs and gangs, there is also a alone. Local and foreign tourists often visit this place.

The hill looks green, thousands of steps decorate from the base to the top of the hill. There are several stops with a small baranda to rest tired visitors. On top of the hill looks a cross stuck high adds to the beautiful tourist spot.

Arriving above the peak, Line turned to look at the sea, and wah. His eyes could only adore the beauty of nature. How miraculous the hand of God, man can be created with a form that even very much commented on lack by the nitizen as if super perfect, but not with nature.

Nature is the hardest to spot in a negative cometari.

Maybe even because of iron, humans often damage the absolute beauty in various ways.

"Ah, if this were my house, I wouldn't want to be able to sit" Line began to imagine building a house on the beautiful hill.

Blue sea expanse, headland curves, bays and long white sand can be seen from the top of the hill. Until the small islands around can look so beautiful swimming in the middle of the sea.

Line enjoyed it very much, even forgetting about the turmoil and also Tito who looked at him confused from earlier.

Tito began to regret his desperation of bringing Line to that place. Line seemed more interested in talking to nature through his mind than he was.

"Oh shit, we should have gone somewhere else."

"How do I start, he's just a see-saw bully"

"Yes, to be honest now"

Tito's mind deliberated on its own. However, all the intention was lost when he saw the look of Line's face that changed again.

"It's a kid why it's sad again" Tito thought as he looked at Line.

"Lamen, why else?" Ask Tito.

"See the island. My island is that small." Said Line while pointing towards the island and looking down.

Tito stood near the Line, embracing Line's shoulders and guiding Line to one of the bamboo chairs.

"Sit down" Tito invited Line to sit on the chair.

It seems that some couples are enjoying the view waiting for the sunset from that place. There are also those who are busy capturing moments with makeshift HP.

Tito who saw Line's expression was full of sadness, could only let Line lean on his shoulder.

"I'm going back to the island. Sa will return home to "Say Line while holding back her cries.

"How was my house after this, how did they look after knowing everything? " Hide again while hiding his face behind Tito's shoulder.

"And father, disappointed, is it possible that he received Line again? Just like every warm welcome before this?"

"What if you don't accept me? Sa scared. " She turned to look at Tito.

"Sir, I've seen you not accept Sufi kaka because you are disappointed, What about Line? " Tanya Line to Tito as her tears flow.

Unable to see Line crying, Tito wiped Line's tears with his hands. Returning to hold Line's hand to seem to calm Line or calm yourself.

"Lamen, your problems with your brother are different. Your father would understand. " Tito stared meaningfully at Line. However, the one being stared at just lowered his silence.

"How about if you hate Line?" Brisks Line slowly.

"And what if you also hate sa, if you know I like you, and even plan to tell you everything when you're in trouble like this"

"What if you reject me because of my selfishness thinking about my own feelings? "

All these questions were not thrown out, only his heart was listening.

"That's it, don't have bad thoughts just yet. Everything will be fine." Tito calmed Line.

"Byok we go home, the sun is almost gone. Aunt Juli is angry." Take Tito while holding Line's hand.

"Sa hope you can hold your hand again after this, not as your best friend. When I see you again. " Think Tito in the heart.

Line simply obeyed Tito and walked down the stairs while occasionally a fake smile towards Tito.

"At this moment, there are still people who calm me down, who are beside me, trying to give me encouragement. But later, when I was there. Who will support me. Mister? The mama? Or I'm the one who has to support myself"

Line walked down the stairs while thinking of her. Now Line's eyes looked at the man who was holding the stairs attached.

"Sir, thank you for taking me to this place. Kaka's the best." Line is very happy with the simple support of Tito.

"Ah kirain said another, you also often say Didi is the best" Gerutu Tito.

"No. You two are the best. But in each way. Thank you" Line said as she let go of Tito's hand.

"Line, wait! " Tito grabbed Line's hand. Prepare to say everything.

"Fuck with selfishness and rejection, I'll say this time" Determined Tito.

"No, next time. Let's get the bike." Take Tito while running down the stairs ahead of the Line.

"Yes, brother, I hope there is another time" Line said when Tito had moved away to the parking lot.

Line walked closer to Tito and both of them rushed home to aunt July's house.

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