Rain deposit - A Short Story
March 8, 2009 2956 views No Comment
Rain deposit (copyright protected illustration)

Rain deposit (copyright protected illustration)

This magical city streets still wet from the rain last night. Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Junaidi told me to bring this proposal to place one of his old acquaintance who is now taking care of the rubber companies. He membekaliku with 100,000 wage, it does not include money consumption and transport.

Indeed, Mr. Junaidi opened business can not say a big business. However, if viewed from the opportunities ahead, which they do business is quite promising. Actually I'm not a child Pak Junaidi fruit. At the time I accidentally met him at one restaurant where I worked as a waitress. Since then, he often hired me outside office hours.

Right next to one of the travel that is blue, I paused. Notice in case there are still vacancies empty for me. However, I had not asked, the driver just run his car. I also just saw the car stopped with a blank stare. Hmm ...

Not far from me there is a longer travel of the door is still open. It seems there are still vacancies for me. As he hurried toward the door travel, I note the license plate number of the vehicle. FU BM 8956 is quite unique. I went up and chose to sit near the door. Because, according to the experience, I will always throw up when traveling away.

I sat quietly while waiting for other passengers. Because, the driver was immediately step on the gas travel if passengers travel to meet this. From the window I can breathe fresh air can not hold me so dizzy during the trip. Beside me there was a youth who seemed to be serious with his cell phone. I watched him closely.
"Eeheemm ...," I cleared my throat to distract.
The young man turned and smiled at me. He just view my clothes, and then busy again with his cell phone. "Abang going," I said.
"Nothing. Meet friends, "she said. I smiled when she saw her movements that seemed to be engulfed in love.
"What Friends are friends for?," I teased him.
"Hehehe ... Nggaklah, bang. Emang brother going?, "He asked, turning to me.
"Oh ... It's. bring a proposal, "I smiled.
"It's the same brother going to see old friends, huh?," I asked again.
"No hell, bang. We are already old acquaintances on the internet. And now we're going to see Testament. He says he'll wait at the restaurant ToraTori. "
"Oh ... If I may know, girl or boy friend?," I asked again.
"Um,,, girl bang ..."

I smiled at this. I never felt what he felt at this time. At that time I was 18 years and promised to a student who the school is adjacent to the school. Indeed, the period during which school is most beautiful. Up till now I still remember him.

"Abang want ngantar proposal where?," Asked the young man.
"Hmm ... I told my boss happened to his friend's office in the area Bangkinang".
Not feel this travel agency has been filled with passengers. And it seems the drivers have been getting ready to leave.

After a few seconds, all doors were closed and the driver enters travelnya. However, from the front of the travel seems an old lady who called the driver of this travel. The driver stepped down from his place and went to the mother who was carrying heavy grocery bags are quite numerous. Travel from the translucent glass I can see them talking very seriously.

Sometimes this old lady looked at the travel and seemed to force the driver to do something. Approximately five minutes the driver and negotiate something this old lady. Then they both walked into the travel directions simultaneously. Then the driver opened the door which was right next to me.
"Sorry, sir. Get down. Because mothers have interests that should go quickly, "the driver said to me.
"Well ... How come I down?," I asked.
"Yes, sir. Who else? Please, sir. These mothers must quickly get to the house. His children are still small, sir, "the driver is still persuade me.

Listen to reason on this one I could not talk anymore. However I can feel what these mothers feel at this moment. Just like my mother's feelings when I was little as possible. Hmm ... Once again I return to the past. Moment where I felt at ease in the warm embrace of the mother. At this point I do not care what should I do for a living. Not like now. Actually, I still want to continue school up to college. However, now the mother has gone and so is my father

I immediately got out of travel. Although a little disappointed because they can not talk again with the young man next to me earlier. Actually I'm curious about who the girl he wanted to meet. I looked back a moment and looked travel-travel there others who are waiting for passengers. I rushed and got to travel it. Not long to wait for the full travel because I was the last two incoming passengers. And, this travel agency started off on Jalan Raya Pekanbaru-Bangkinang. Next to me sat a student who apparently had just come home from college. Seemed reluctant to invite him to speak. I had better not say anything.

Padi fields and fields to meet this side of the road. Especially when we arrived in the area Kualu Pineapple. Looks a lot of traders who peddle chips pineapple and fresh pineapple. They always sell these pineapple fruit with a relatively cheap price. From the pineapple and then switch to landscape rubber farms owned by people. Travel continued to make headway in the wet street. Looks like the rain had just passed this area. From my seat I could see this car windshield. It seems my journey is still far away.
Twenty minutes now, I'm struck by boredom. I no longer enjoy the ride comfortable. My back ached from too much sitting. From inside the bag pipe that was battered me clothing, I took a small notebook. Are tucked inside a blue ballpoint pen.

I recorded all what I felt. Most people say that at the moment I'm writing poetry. However, I did not ever think like that. I really do not think to be a writer or something. Right now I only distribute what is on my mind. Suddenly ...

Kutumpangi travel stops. Before looking at the circumstances surrounding the small note and a pen put it into the bag cangklongku earlier. For a moment I saw the front windshield of this travel. Directed precisely at eleven, there was a rickety car on the side. Looks like this car has just had an accident. Driver kutumpangi travel straight down regardless of us. Looks like he wants to know what happened. From inside the car, I watched closely for the ill-fated car.

Looks like I knew him. But, when? Accidentally my eyes fixed on the vehicle's license plate number BM 8956 FU ... Hah ... a moment I was taken aback. The car is white with a blue line at the door. Is not that the car I was riding almost? And now I position had been replaced by older mothers. Oh God ... I want to bow down gratefully. However, remembering the events that just happened, I was hit by miserable. How is the situation of children old lady? After all, they are still small? And, what about the young man had a friend who was waiting at the restaurant Tora Tori?

I mused for a moment until drivers kutumpangi travel back in and say, "All passengers and the driver died. I'm back aghast. Correct their unfortunate fate. Especially before the incident that I could replace my position with the old lady said. And, I also briefly talked with one of its passengers.

Return travel kutumpangi quick shot and soon after that I was right in front of the office until his friend Mr. Junaidi. I immediately went in and did not take long to submit this proposal. From office after his friend Mr. Junaidi, I stepped out and immediately legible to me "Restaurants ToraTori". Hmm ... I thought of the poor boy who had just met.
I stepped inside and looked around. In this room there were only three people. A boy and his girl at one table. And at one table was a young girl who apparently was waiting for someone. I went up directly to the girl and said,
"You wait for whom?"
"Huh ... ...''
The girl was silent for a moment and then said, "I'm waiting for a friend of Pangkalan Kerinci. Now he's on his way here from Pekanbaru ", replied the young girl. I nodded slowly and then said:''What you've never met him before? "
"Huh ... Not yet," she answered in surprise.
"If I may suggest, you better go home now and pray that young people who you've been waiting for it."
"Indeed, who are you?", Asked the girl fully accurate.
"I'm a nobody. However, you useless to wait for the boy. He was no longer in this world. Tours in which he had just an accident and all passengers and the driver died, "I replied.
Immediate silence surrounding this restaurant. And unexpected, the young girl to tears and her cheeks are pale at the news from me. Maybe the news that the deposit of rain since yesterday flushed this magical city.