Day he observed any changes in the sky there. And when the clouds are the more milk and eventually lost by the dark night, he runs back to her house. Sapanya on grass, stone, soil and perdu. Disenyuminya wind with a chisel-prankish nyusup hair on the sidelines.
Sesampainya at home, he was still a leap-jump up and down like a child for the mother's home market. Dark, the house contains a perforated plastic chairs here and there, and the dust selapis daylight.
Disapanya red roses in a pot in the water with the splash of water. Then dinyalakannya switch and show the face of vague. Some of the insects around the globe, as witness the joyful life in the house.
What can be done after office is closed all doors for him? No more work remaining. Kantor did not need a man lean, apathetic, and slow as he is. Office of the brain need not always reject rate and a task. No. Office doors open for those who are young, spirited, and many do not; except the amount of the billing office will be accepted. They speak only a matter of incentives.
Men that sigh. Since all tersapu storm crisis 98, also flee with his wife - who knows. Leaving all, even memories.
Men are seated, of course, after bathing, cooking noodles IM at home and eat. Kretek and a light finger on the sidelines terselip that lean. Somehow, he wanted to look at the fence post. With the sluggish, he goes and opens the box. Not in sangkanya there have sepucuk letter.
With hope-hope that he is anxious to take a letter immediately, the rush to open it, and find a place under the lights to read.
Letters that came from someone who is not dikenalnya. The sender said that he get the name and address of the men was from someone who "... know your talent with the right ..", so that written there.
He was stupefied. "Talent?" gumamnya. Then read the discontinuance. Basically, after a lengthy decipher things, the sender asks for men to make it to the house in the complex of luxury housing in the city.
Weird. Why does not he simply come. Why should send a letter, if living in the same city? There, under the signature of the sender, included a phone number.
After reading, men that sat in plastic chairs jebolnya. It's something that suddenly appears in the benaknya - somehow what he himself is not so familiar. Quickly dihisapnya Cigarette it. Puff of smoke-ngepul, be blown before the wind disappeared.
He is also rushing to the phone, and while looking at the number on the letter that he was pressing nekan-number in question. He was silent a moment. Then, "What ..." there and talk a little choked-stagnant.
Men are more silent, listening. If any should be said, lips utter only "okay" or "good", and the most "yes". Discussion was finally completed, after the men said, "same-same."
Back home he was sitting in, while trying to unify the various flash reflection on the earlier phone conversation. Dinyalakannya a cigarette again. Then, shortly after the third hisapan just done, as if he will get the answer what should be done.
***
Today was the third day he was "working" in the house of the sender mailbox. And even until the third day it was, he did not know who the sender mailbox. He was only dealing with someone who introduced himself as a "helpmate" of the host. And the "adjuvant" that is reluctant to mention his name. Men's lean is no objection. Apalah means he knows the name of someone, if it is not related to work. Is not the world, where he gave a kind of life is like that ecosystem?
Like the previous two days, he was sitting and waiting for the reaction of the ditungguinya. Ditungguinya that it was a young girl, graceful, but mad. That is the "coadjutor" big boss to say that two days ago.
"Then, what relation to me? If he is mad, take it to the hospital mad ..."
"It is. The doctor said that he does not do anything."
"Kok, strange? Kok, there can be said that he was mad?"
"His father himself who said that. I just forward to your words."
"Honestly, what I considered traditional?"
"I do not know, your healer or not. It is important, Sampean prompted him to seek to be healed. The boss said."
Men that do not actually know what to do to the dish that he said was mad. He just sat and menatapnya.
Ditatapnya pair of eyes that the ball clear but it is empty. There is not who in the eyes of the ball. Themselves as girls went, or roam to a remote country, what his name somehow.
This is the third day. And men themselves are desperate for something that is unclear. He would like to say to the "adjuvant" boss that he surrender. However, there are things that make them cancel the meaning.
The fraudulent, the men then took a bronze horse statue, which is good. Diperkirakannya, is made in Italy. Details on surai, even in the muscle-hunk ototnya making bronze horses that appear to animate.
"Haha ... what's new master putriku are today ready to master my daughter walk?" he said while playing a horse that only segenggaman hands. Digerak the horse-gerakkannya face in front of the girls.
The "adjuvant" only sigh. In benaknya there is only one expression of "insanity was contagious."
"We will split the clouds. Did lord that is a cloud in the sky the land. He was dependent, and does not consist of soil and stones. All the trees, even water that is over there, is the beautiful white clouds. And when the sun is shining, trees -tree in the country will be through the clouds, like crystal. "
"Take me."
"Ten ... tu, of course." Suddenly the men heard the speech that tercekat. He did not like that the girl was pronounced.
The "adjuvant" boss is probably also great surprise. How might, after many years, the girls "go" from her body, just as suddenly back bualan the men. He immediately call the BOS through hp.
Meanwhile, the men lean as it is to see light in the eyeball of the cornea. He was careful to express the beauty dikhayalkannya. And for some time, he had witnessed a small smile at the corner of the mouth tersungging nymph that.
"You need to took to get there."
"Good. Do you want to master my daughter to ride punggungku?"
"What can you fly?"
"Yes. See?" Men's bronze was the horse that high-level beyond their own heads.
The little girl laughed, his eyes to follow any movement of the hands of men effective. And when the men lefthanded throw the bronze horse, the girl let out a laugh and happy.
Iceberg that has liquid and men like that find the house ablaze. Roses in the small pot in the home as if it developed and fragrant.
***
A week later, the girls want to dress up and invite the men walking in the house that large. He manjanya embrace with the arms of men. And of course, men will be young again - even though he not setua face.
"Mas never married, yes?"
"Yes ... with a butterfly," candanya.
Tergelak the girls, "Beautiful, of course ..."
"Yes. As beautiful as butterfly. Serapuh butterfly ..."
"To which he now?"
"Flying. Strumpet not always want to be pursued?"
Back derisive laughter of the girls heard. "Kok, Mas mengejarnya not?"
"Capek."
"Capek? Then during married Mas pursuing him constantly?"
"Yes."
"Mas do not like to chase women, yes?"
"Yes. Capek."
"Mas not find love?"
"No. Capek."
"Capek and hold, please?"
"Yes. Life is very tiring. You own to anywhere for this?"
"Travel."
"Where?"
"Go anywhere, not in the house of origin."
"Why?"
"Capek," answered a short talk imitate the style of men. Both were happy and laughing. A world of strange, that they had never felt before.
"The father, you would like is integrated. And since that conversation, you?" Disappeared. "Why, I like the potential husbands?"
"Know from where?"
"Tuh, he said that to me," answered the man while pointing at the "adjuvant".
"Shepherd kind of trusted him."
"Shepherd? Too good; bulldog," added the man while laughing. The girl was laughing.
Then silently. After a silent, "I am tired Mas. They have already determined and track. I can not say" no ", so, finally I still choose it."
"Mas, I want, I ngajak to your house?"
Men are silent. He not only wanted to take the doll to her house, but even up to ranjangnya. He wanted to hug and shed aridity during this life to the body of the girl.
"There is a condition ...," the man said.
"What?"
"You must want to be istriku."
"Why?"
"Yes? Rate should be," answered the man sekenanya.
"If? Girlfriend?"
"Wah ..."
"If the boyfriend, what?"
"Yes? Mmm ... what, yes?"
"We first court."
"Ah, well you swing."
"No. Strumpet only be pursued so that the motion. I do not want to romp. I just want to know more old."
"Here, Dinda," the new times that of men is the name of the girl, "tugasku to" cure "you're done. You, ... I can now talk and laugh."
"So go Mas? Then mengunciku memories in space?"
"No. Maksudku Not so."
"If Mas go, I will" go "again."
"Do not, do ..."
"Why?"
Men are silent, in the heart he also said, what actually happens in the middle of this life.
"Mas I feel happy with me?"
"Bahagia, because you can see the cheerful again. Back again and again as before."
"Sok know. I do not want to like it. I like tomorrow, as the future ..."
"Do not exotic."
"I'm not exotic. I desire simply speak what I like. I just want to laugh, anytime I want. And it all can only kulakukan with Mas. Mas If I have, then ...?"
"Mr. I-mute your mother, eh?"
"Who, tuh?"
"Who, who is?"
"Father-mother."
"Hus. As a parent, I, too."
"Who are the parents?"
"Ah, now children. Sins of the parents you own."
"Who called Mas parents?"
"Yes ... who mbayar me, I honor the love of tens of millions of rupiah this. Who again?"
"Ooo? Parents are?"
"Hey? Not inconsequential, lho."
"No, I do not inconsequential. Parents that, eh?"
Men that stare Dinda with split views. Dinda pair of eyes as the tatapannya deliberately. Mempersilakannya as incoming and disassemble every niche and have a curve in it.
***
Men's Health, which usually only the silent stare into clouds in the sky, feel that life is empty melompong, suddenly fog prop. Not how, Dinda knowing that this child is a rich, the sick soul, and so is the father mencarikannya healer, and fall in select men, the foster father was only Dinda. And the foster father was Dinda seutuhnya want. He pity Dinda and forcing themselves into rooms that chastity angkatnya children. Not surprising if Dinda frozen.
Men's boiling hear it all, and therefore, whether the consideration is, he immediately invites Dinda aircraft flying horse ride.
He suddenly felt a Pronocitro on the fly from Roro Mendut kungkungan Adipati Wiroguno.
However, men are suddenly feel tired. He did not want to pursue and be pursued. He just want to sit quietly in the deserted houses and dusty. He only wanted to every time the hose mawarnya, there is a fresh flush soul.
As the dusk. Men are sitting back home in her house, and smoke. He quickly fold the pages beautiful book of life - even though only a few pieces - with Dinda.
Silence in the twilight, in the house, he can only imagine Dinda is in the side, although at that time, may be in the embrace of others. Men are really feeling tired, even simply to recognize that a man.
WORK : Yanusa Nugroho
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