LET THEMS
I feel jealous of those who live attentively from the inhabitants of the houses, I do not know why only myself who live alone in this house where the location of this house mistake to reluctantly any one stay and pay attention to me too, every time I open my eyes always turn around with hope someone going out of the house puts a warm touch with some attention or at least play with me. Sometimes I feel so wicked hoping my neighbors will disappear and let the creature live alone like myself, but I try to dismiss all those bad thoughts and believe that someday God will send something special for me, maybe this is what I must understand let the time answer .
A bright morning made me immediately open the eye window staring at the glow of illuminated light. Various expressions of living creatures greet the sunlight radiated from the color that shines, I want to know him and greet his fingers, but whether worth living beings like me befriend him very special.
Every morning I always wait for him and give a smile whether he realizes my smile or not but I will never despair to get a chance to meet him, all seem to race to smile to the sun I remain confident that my smile is more special than other creatures. The moment I arrive I escort his departure at the color of the sky which turns into a reddish orange and awaits him the next day with a blue sky.
A day, two days, four days, even one week finally his eyes fixed on me, he has realized my existence that always pay attention to it.
"I do not know this is just a feeling I just why are you always smiling looking at me?" I paused for a moment stringing the right words to answer it, one thing I know the first impression he type is not much stale.
"Because you're special" there are thousands of words that I understand but those three words that want to slide from my mouth. Without a reply he continued his work around the earth.
Twilight has passed the dark sky has been decorated various stars are busy showing off kelal keliap lampunya. My twigs began to sway greeted by the wind in the silence of the night, then whispered.
"I miss you from the sun". I'm glad to feel like I pulled out the roots that were firmly planted in this land and danced with the darkness of the night, the grass high around me just staring with a smile with silence, they seemed happy to see this reddish chrysation on my face that was only seen since the loss of the inhabitants of this house.
The sound of crowing cocks woke me from a deep sleep, I hurriedly opened my eyes before the sun saw me with a messy face. Unfortunately I was too late to realize that the sun had seen me tidying the dried branches and the leaves that began to fall in the dry season, I know my leaves began to fall because the sun began to sting and the more difficult for me to reach the water let alone no one noticed, but for me the sun remained special thing he just does his job.
"You still look beautiful anyway". I respond with a shy smile
"It turns out you're smart too tempting".
"I'm not teasing you, I've been circling various countries but I've never found a creature as good and as honest as you".
Well how happy I hear that sentence directly from his mouth not through the wind but directly from his own lips. Throughout the dry season my twigs become more fragile and start to break let alone the leaves that once dense around me began to fall one by one until only a few green leaves, when my appearance worse he still greet and talk as usual, want to feel like I'm circling the earth with him, I had time to think why he chose me as his partner when there are so beautiful creatures in this world that he can have even there are many parties who do not expect me with the sun they always say we will never be united, it is true also maybe this is called love forbidden me and the sun can never touch each other but can only look at each other.
Near the end of the dry season the sun is starting to rarely appear he started busy in other countries, I miss him more. A week has passed I hope the sun will appear an hour or just thirty minutes, but it's all just empty hopes that there are only gray clouds perched in the sky sprinkling rain that can not be counted. The arid land looks happy when it is soaked with water from the sky, I am so selfish if I expect the sun to appear at the beginning of this rainy season the land still expects water to penetrate to the seventh layer.
A month passed by the sun did not send any news to me even though it was just a line of "how are you?". Morning greeting with a cold mist that enveloped my view a little vague I was always surprised when I saw the light but in fact only the street lights that shine, really I missed the warm smile of the morning. I tried to ask the lightning even though it was the first time for me to talk to him because he who has the fastest movement maybe he can help me.
"Do you know now that the sun is in any country?"
"I do not know because I'm not on duty with him"
Two months passed should my body condition begin to improve, but unfortunately my roots reject all the water that is around maybe because my heart is injured. The more the night the cold even more gripping visible people - people gathered to tell stories with his family while enjoying the warm under the covers. I tried to ask the stars, the night sky, the clouds did not know, I knew them because the sun introduced them to me.
Tomorrow morning I asked for help to the clouds maybe he has a friend who can help me send a message to the sun "I miss you". I waited until the cloudy sky had turned dark without star no word at all, suddenly the wind blew drop my brown foliage.
"Wind does the sun not send any message to me?" With a difficult face for me guessed he seemed heavy to answer my question
"A there, there is a message for you", his unconvincing expression is now turned into a smile but there is anxiety that is reflected from behind his smile
"Ma sun said forget about him, and do not waste time waiting for him and send a message because he was together ....". the wind is reluctant to continue his sentence after staring at me without a flinch.
I just stared at the wind without saying thank you finally my message was answered by stabbing into the recesses of the heart, my far self has been replaced by the close. That night I returned lonely but loneliness is more killing than usual my heart seemed to come frozen in the cold night winds in tandem with heavy rain that began to hit.
Entering the end of the rainy season I still can not forget the sun, maybe this is my mistake from the beginning I should not enter a world that is very difficult to put together. The rainy season will finish at the end of this month but there are only a few new leaves that grow, the only remaining small branches of my skin begin to peel off so that the more easily broken, to absorb even the abundant water I could no longer maybe my roots have started to die , only this time I saw the grass that always smile change to form the flow of the river on the little leaf blade when rain still stuck in the sky.
I went back as before again at the end of my life turned back to staring at the house that almost a year without occupants, finally there is someone who opened the door and he walked towards me diayungkan machete is in his grip, my body did not feel pain at all may have been numb heart I'm dead. Without the wind of the grass wobbling as if wanting to stop this new occupant started slashing the sharp side into my body. I looked once more towards the position of the sun at the beginning we met with the same smile I just say thank you I leave the wind, at least he never lived my life to introduce things on earth that I can not reach until I know this life is not only black and white but there are various colors around which can be a living rainbow.