Something Else
“You’re too eager to tell your life, Del. You slightly never give the space to hear everything all the time I feel the bitterness. You’re always busy with your amazing stories, ranging from an unbeatable achievement, about your lucky fate to be born from respectable family, and alsoآ the thrill of the story about how many guys are already lining up behind you.” Amel expressesآ all inside her heart which is deeply buried for long time.
“You never know about my jealousy, Del. Why don’t you just give a little space that you have for me? I’m also no one else to you, it’s been almost 5 years we’ve been together. You gave me such one thing, you can still enjoy the other lucky.”
It’s wrongness, if you say that I don’t want to hear about it all, my mate, but,,,
It’s okay, I just want to remember that jealousy, about how we should understand the whole life later.
I still remember exactly that morning, 14 years ago. When I was a snot-nosed kids who was still attending kindergarten. When abah and amah were talking, I suddenly came.
“Amah!”, as I ran toward them.
“What happens, mother’s dearest child? It’s still so early to jog.” Amah embracedآ me with her arms.
“Amah.” With my spoil I say. “Why are Adel’s shirts all the same color? In fact, Mrs. Mary often tells about rainbows. She said there are a lot of rainbow colors. There are red, yellow, green, blue. But, why do I dress only two colors, mothers; dark and light.” I said.
I don’t know, what I’ve talked about before, but certainly, I do not know about anything that morning.آ Abah was only silent, while Amah just remove grains of tear rolling down her cheeks. Amah was a strong woman, in her sobs.
آ “Dear Adel, color is basically just two.” Still with a bit flushed eyes.
“Black, is a dark color. And white is the color of the light, love.”
Amah smile was not enough to convince me, but what I can do. I was still just a child who likes to play duck when bathing.
I just realized the excessive action showed by Abah and Amah when I was in elementary school, grade 3 exactly. Once in the early morning, before I left for school, as usual, I took a shower, then put on the uniform that had been deliberately prepared by them on the bed before I got out of the shower. Not infrequently they told me to change the clothe if I insisted on choosing my uniform.
Starting that morning, I’ve been wondering, what makes my parents so coddle me? Is it true that I cannot live independently, until the school uniforms should also be prepared by them.
I was too young to mind much. So that, in matter of hours, I’ll be able to easily through it. Playing with classmates, busied myself with all the activities of my childhood.
Elementary school seemed so fast to pass by. With my record which is not in doubt, Abah and Amah frequently fallen their tears. The farewell was also not too easy for me to remember the days missed. Since graduation, I’ve started thinking about my life. My choice fell on the Integrated Islamic Junior High School in the town where I live. Not so far from home, but Amah still often worried about me, which makes Abah take me shuttle.
“Hi,,, my name is Adel, who are you?†I say in the class.
“Hi, I’m Amel.” Short answer, she is seen busy with her books.
Starting from that meeting, I often talk with you, mate, playing together, going to the library, cafeteria, and bookstore. I never invite someone, other than yourself, Amel. So often many people call us, twins.
Years went so fast, as well as our lives. Amel is not much saying again about my carelessness, and also reminding me to eat. Since the end of the last academic year, she was much hushing me, without explaining why, or my fault.
“You still do not want to speak at all about your heart?” I thought to open a conversation.
“It’s nothing to say, Del. I do not know, do not exactly want to know about this anxiety. But definitely, it’s not a really serious problem. “She answered at length.
“But you really change, Mel. You make distance between us. Is there about my fault?”
“No, Del. Maybe I just need some times to process. All of this is not your fault, it’s just me myself who is too selfish. Imposing my inability to be what I really wanted. “
I’m not brave enough to answer it. Only silence grown back, at least she gaveآ me opportunity to hear her story.
Waves, chirping birds, sunset in this evening are not enough to comfort me. I’m too selfish to always wreak my sadness to them. Although they will not complain at all. Nature, why do you still not want to talk to me? I want you to say hello occasionally.
Your color will never succeed to give me a smile. Your light just gave me a little shock. Patter of your wind is not enough to tell the colors on the rhythmic leaves. Occasionally greeted me in silence, but I never knew what beautiful life is.
But unfortunately, I was never taught to say that God is not fair.
Enough, I share it with the sea. Now I want to try to explain all the answers of Amel statements.
That afternoon, exactly the farewell of XII grade. After graduation announcements, Amel was very different. Starting from the leaving the house, until that afternoon. She still did not say anything, except when there are emergency needs. Such as when the teacher ordered her to call me.
“Del, the teacher called you.” She said simply.
I had no time to answer, she was gone.
Announcement by announcement was read out. Finally I was free, and I should go on to college. But not all problems are solved, only one is still bugging me all this time. Yes, about the silence of Amel, my friend.
“Mel, you still do not want to say anything?” I asked her.
Some of silence pass by, finally she would say it all is jealousy. I tried to explain all.
“Amel. I’m so sorry, I never aware all of this jealousy. Not because I’m not good at reading you want. But, you know about everything I have is actually has no meaning.” In my sob.
I also readآ Amel’s expression, which somehow surprised at the explanation.
“I just hope that all of this is a lesson for us. God created us with the advantages and disadvantages of each. I figure that you consider to be so perfect, so that everyone would notice my existence. “
“But you never know, Amel, about me that I had never understood what the beautiful rainbow colors are.”
After a lapse of a few minutes, my explanation probably had made Amel quite understand. At once, she hugged me. We were both relieved, without having nothing to hide, not about Amel’s jealous, not about my ignorance of rainbow colors.
“ Life is too beautiful just to cry.”
That’s the last word we had agreed.
