Minggu, 31 Oktober 2010
Jumat, 29 Oktober 2010
Benaknya meneriakkan nama gadis itu ketika ia terjaga dari tidurnya.
Terduduk tergesa di atas pembaringannya, pria itu mengumpat pelan. Sekujur tubuhnya berbalur keringat, meski tak ada hubungannya bahwa saat itu pertengahan musim panas. Membasahi kerah baju kelasinya. Ia mengutuk karena tadi jatuh tertidur tanpa mengganti baju ataupun setidaknya menengguk secawan anggur. Pasti itulah yang membuatnya memimpikan Azrael.
Menyelubungkan selimutnya lebih rapat ke tubuhnya, ia meraih rantai jam saku emasnya dan menjentikkan kapnya. Dua puluh menit sebelum tengah malam. Dua hari lagi sebelum Equinox. Meski menantikan upacara suci peringatan hari terpanjang musim panas dimana matahari berada pada titik puncaknya, beserta Perayaan Sumpah Darah desa setempat, ia tak memungkiri bahwa ia juga merasa takut. Kegusaran itu memainkan sebuah pentas teater dalam kepalanya tentang peri-peri dan makhluk musim dingin yang bergentayangan saat Halloween dan Midsummer’s Night.
“Dua kali setahun, tepat pertengahan musim panas dan musim dingin, gerbang menuju alam nyata terbuka di dunia gaib. Saat itu, matahari, bulan dan bintang berada dalam satu garis lurus. Kau bisa menemuinya saat itu.” Begitulah Hazel, sang pendeta tinggi, bersabda saat ia membawa pernak-pernik Parsi untuk persembahan rutinnya pada Gaia. Bibirnya bergetar mengingat sebuah suara. Gema nyanyian yang iringi lingkar tarian para peri di tengah hutan purnama. Tempat ia pertama kali takjub pada pesona makhluk yang asing, namun mendebarkan hati.
Matanya terpejam, sebuah senandung memanggil-manggil.
Tak ingin segera lelapkan mata malam ini,
Ia tersembunyi dalam alam syahdu
Hampiri jiwaku kini,
Menantimu penuhi janji
Saat angkasa tak bersetubuh dengan bumi
Satu tetes entah air mata atau keringat terasa asin di bibirnya. Dipan di bawahnya berderit-derit ketika ia berayun pelan menyanyikan lagu hatinya. Sebuah pengantar tidur yang ia pelajari darinya dulu. Betapa ia mendamba percakapan yang diselingi teguk demi teguk rebusan rempah di pondok kecil miliknya, kampung halamannya, bersama gadis itu. Gadis yang telah mengisi harinya hingga ia lupa segalanya. Masih terngiang nyanyian lembutnya kala bermain sembunyi-sembunyian di hamparan ladang jagung. Sampai suatu waktu, tugas yang memanggilnya angkat sauh mencerabut gadis itu dan dirinya ke seberang dunia. Cinta mereka semu kini, terpisah oleh jarak, lautan, bahkan benua.
Jendela bulat kamar kapal itu menampakkan samudra yang gelap gulita berhiaskan jutaan bintang di atas cakrawala. Mendadak ia merasa letih. “Ahhhh...” erangnya.
“Tengkukku kaku... Tenggorokanku kelu... Jiwaku bisu... Aahhhh....”
Azrael Sang Malaikat Maut pasti akan kembali sebentar lagi.
Cepat datang, Jelita.....
Ia menjatuhkan diri di atas kasurnya. Sakit dan rindu yang tak tertahan menancapkan kuku-kukunya ke jantungnya. Sejenak ia bertanya-tanya apa sang Nahkoda masih meneropong bintang mencari rasi Orion di geladak atas. Ia ingin minta air. “Esmeraldaku..........”
Doanya membumbung ke angkasa: Tuhan, bila memang kematian dan fana dunia ini yang pisahkan kami, izinkan rohku untuk melayang pergi ke dunianya yang maya, sebelum waktuku habis sama sekali. Hanya raga ku tak peduli. Surga kutak mintai. Aku ingin cintaku abadi. “Esmeraldaku.............”
Tepat tengah malam. Kantuk akhirnya menjemputnya. Memberinya jeda untuk istirahatkan tubuhnya yang masih muda. Ia terlelap dan tak melihat ketika peri kecil bersayap keemasan menyelipkan dirinya di kisi-kisi jendela, hinggap di bahunya, memercikkan serbuknya ke wajah sang pengembara, kemudian melayang pergi ke samudra luas di luar sana.
Cristoforo Esteban del Camillo tersenyum dalam tidurnya.
Sejumput pikiran bahagia telah dihadiahkan padanya, antara terjaga dan tiada. Akhirnya untuk pertama kalinya ia mencumbui impi, bukan mati.
Case 1: "I'm With The Twit"
It was a wet autumn day, and I was still in high school at the time this happened.
Well, I was at the second floor, and I remember everyone laughed out loud when V.J. was walking side by side with Elsie that day. Elsie was adamant. As always, she thought that everyone were just plain jealousy that this elite girl could walk side by side with her boyfriend, Victor James, the most popular guy in the cram school I attended. But I knew the true reason why people laughed out loud.
Since I knew V.J. well enough to see his bad habit of playing pranks on other people, I had thought one day he would do this to Elsie.
And you know why?
V.J. was walking to Elsie's right, and on his white T-shirt, there was a big red arrow pointing to the left and a clear caption saying "I'm With The Twit".
I bet Elsie had no idea what 'twit' means. No, not Twitter. Twit equals with... roughly, 'moron'.
As she walked through an even more crowded corridor, the laughter sound echoed, even with bigger volume. And no one ever told Elsie what 'twit' means.
Case 2: "Lovely"
This one is a rather recent story. It happened at my first week in university. Dianne chose to sit to Michelle's right on one certain lecture day. Michelle said yes, but her face showed a different expression.
Perhaps she knew the ultimate reason why Dianne did so. It wasn't only for the fact that they had grown closer since their first encounter in university enrollment. And it wasn't only for finding a good friend to talk to, just in case the lecture got boring all of a sudden.
Yeah, it was for Michelle's collared polo shirt with a very sweet word on it and an arrow to the right:
Case 3: "I'm With Genius"
Yesterday, on a sunny Thursday afternoon, I walked along a street with Rivan, Angel, and Marky on our way to the bookstore. I confidently kept walking, while Rivan kept asking me to switch positions.
"Come on, Zania, move to my right!" "What's the matter? I'm feeling more comfortable on your left side," I answered with a confident smile. Angel and Marky giggled from behind. I confidently stayed on his left side. Rivan was attempting to move to my left, but of course I didn't let him.
Had you seen me yesterday you'd have understood why I didn't want to switch positions with Rivan...
I wore yet another "I'm With ______" T-shirt, and it said "I'm With Genius" with the arrow pointing to the right.
And later, as his revenge, he sneaked out to a nearby store and looked for such T-shirt like mine with the arrow pointing to the opposite side while I was through choosing science-fiction books at the second floor of the bookstore, and he wore it immediately. Ouch.
So, the trip ended with Rivan and I pointing at each other and arguing along the way home,
"Rivan, you're so down-to-earth. You're prodigious but you just won't admit it!" "Come it off, Zania, you are even more low-profile..." "Hey, Rivan, stop that! The world sees that you're the real genius!" "You are!" "No!"
(Ow, come it off, folks.)
Kamis, 28 Oktober 2010
Title: One Fine Spring Day
Disclaimer: If I own Kim Ryeo Wook, I will not make story about him, I will make stories with him :)
A/N: excuse me English is not my mother language therefore I'm very sorry for any grammatical mistakes and errors.
Find more spring days at http://superlover06.blogspot.com
Mother never told me how was the day looked like when I was born, she was probably too exhausted to find out the weather outside. I don't know but people told me that giving birth could be really painful so I didn't expect mother to tell me the situation when she delivered me to this world.
"It was one fine spring day." Ryeowook told me when we both eating our lunch at the yard.
"You were there?" I asked him, eyes grow wide, expecting him to tell me more.
"I held your tiny hand, auntie was so happy."
So, it was one fine spring day, my 3 years old mind said happily.
As far as my memory could recall, it was one fine spring day when I found Ryeowook crying at the corner of his class room. He was on second grade while I was on my first.
I didn't have to ask.
Ryeowook's figure was too small and delicate compared to other boys at his age, makes him became an easy target for bullying.
"Let's just go home and eat some ice cream later." I assured him and take his right hand.
To my surprise he just slapped my hand and continue his sobbing.
I pout and stomped my feet, walking back home without him, knowing whenever Ryeowook and I fought we always make it up in a split second.
That day came out of nowhere, it was just another random day when butterflies and bees flying around the flowers. Yes, it was one fine spring day. But the news you told me was like a big bomb that you just easily dropped.
Ryeowook and his mother came home from hospital, his mother talked about few things I didn't even understand and she cried badly. I wanted to ask Ryeowook but he just sat there beside his mother and looked so out of place, not to mention very pale.
When both mothers went to the kitchen because my mom insisted to make some tea to calm Ryeowook's mother down, I asked Ryeowook about what had happened.
When he didn't answer and just put his grim face, I playfully tickled him, knowing that somehow he would soften but unfortunately he didn't.
"Go away! I don't want to play with you anymore." He yelled furiously. "I'm going to die very soon!"
It didn't take a second for me to cry. I remember that I never cried that hard in my life before. I have so many friends around but I couldn't take it if I have to lose Ryeowook.
Both mothers came out from the kitchen, Ryeowook's mother quickly apologized for Ryeowook's tantrum and my mother just nodded as if she understood about this whole matter leaving my seven years old mind blank.
"Dear, Ryeowook... He is... Sick." Mother told me, few hours after I finally stopped crying.
"Sick? He could just eat medicine just like what I did and he will be healed soon."
"No dear, it's not a normal disease like fever or flu, it's very bad disease that can take people's live."
"But Ryeowook already went to hospital, right? So it should be fine, right?"
Mother sighed. "Just pray for Ryeowook every night before you sleep, ok?"
"Mom, will Ryeowook die?"
"Everyone will die but it's not our right as human to choose when and where."
I buried my face on my pillow as mother hugged me. Looks like there will be no one fine spring day anymore.
As the day passed by, I barely saw Ryeowook. Mother said he was busy at the hospital to get his disease cured and Ryeowook has been discharged from school as well. Mother said he was homeschooling.
I heard everything about Ryeowook from mother because I didn't have any chance to meet the real person. I still remember the last time he yelled at me and it felt like ages ago. Spring came but it felt like winter for me.
That's why I was nearly fainted when I saw him, Ryeowook stood there in my living room. He looks taller and paler too. I could hear both mothers chitchatted in the kitchen.
"I'm still alive, I didn't die like I told you last time. Therefore i wanna said sorry for everything." Ryeowook said those sentences in a super fast rhythm, he sounded more like mumbling to himself.
I giggled. "Nothing to be sorry for."
I always have soft spot for him, vice versa.
"Let's go outside, one fine spring day is waiting for us." Ryeowook offered.
"Actually today I wanna say goodbye to you. A short goodbye." Ryeowook added when he saw my screwed face when he mentioned about goodbye.
"I'm going to Japan, my disease will be cured there through an operation and once I come back we can always have one fine spring day forever, even on winter days."
"I'll take that as a promise."
Spring never felt so warm and calm.
It was one fine spring day although it was raining heavily outside. I came home, soaked all the way from my head to my toes but I didn't have any time to even breath when I saw mother's face. I ran straight from my piano class eventhough it was raining because mother told me over the phone that she has something important to talk and she told me to come home directly once I finished my class but I've got a feeling that I couldn't wait for the class to finish so I just ran in the middle of heavy rain.
Ryeowook, that liar, he told me that his disease will be cured through an operation but he forgot to tell me that the operation has only 40% chance of success.
Even the sky cried so hard.
Today indeed is another one fine spring day. I've already spent so many spring days, ups and downs, bright and cloudy spring days. Some with Ryeowook and some weren't. But today I put all my activities behind and decided to spend my one fine spring day just with Ryeowook. Two of us. Without anyone, mothers, friends, just two of us. Okay, probably three.
"Ryeowook-ah." I whispered.
Mother once said that the most painful condition for a mother was when she had to watch her children passed away before her but the feeling of losing Ryeowook was too unbearable for me although he is not my child.
Unconciously, I touched my tummy which looks slightly bigger than the last time I visited him.
"The baby is not going to due on spring, but I'm sure it will be one fine spring day when the baby borns although it's probably just another random cold day of autumn. If he's a boy I'm going to name him Ryeowook just like you. Jongwoon has already agreed. And if she's a baby girl then it will be too bad for you." I told him as I giggled.
Lots of people still wondering why I keep visiting you every spring, Jongwoon dislike the idea too at first but slowly he understand. You were my very first friend, you were one of the very first people whom I met.
"You know what? I still hate you for lying to me at that time, but I learn to forgive, you have your own reason I'm sure. Next spring when I visit you again, I will bring Jongwoon and the baby."
I patted the gravestone that has your name and your picture on it as a goodbye sign. You surely love spring because year by year whenever I visited you, it was always one fine spring day. Today's no different.
PS: feedback will be appreciated :) kamsahamnida!