SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
The Tomb of Wicak

"Shahdu."

Arif stood at the door of Nani's house. He wanted to knock first, but it turned out that Syahdu had opened the door first.

"Arriff.."

Arif scanned Syahdu from top to bottom. The woman looked neat and beautiful. "Will you go?" Ask Arif then.

Syahdu. "To Septi's house."

Arif raised his eyebrows. "You're going to the salon, huh?"

Syahdu chose not to answer, then let Arif sit down. Apparently the man who was still dressed in batik went straight to his house after teaching.

"Something to talk about, huh?" Ask Syahdu when Arif just sat in the chair next to Syahdu. "Do you want me to make tea?"

"That's it, I'll just be a minute. Hm. I actually want something. Whether this is true or not, I want to hear it directly from you."

Syahdu waited for Arif to finish his speech. There seems to be something serious about him right now.

Arif took out a picture and placed it on the table next to them.

"That's what I got from Dance."

Syahdu stared at the photo for quite a while. Yes, Tari did take that photo yesterday. But I never thought it would get into Arif's hands.

Syahdu sighed. It seems like he should tell Arif. Moreover, the man has repeatedly expressed his seriousness to Syahdu.

"Kata Tari, you're the one Arga's been looking for all this time. You ran away 7 years ago, and so did the long time the woman Arga was looking for disappeared."

Though Syahdu wanted to speak first, but the sentence that was called Arif actually made Syahdu tongue kelu.

"Is that right, Syahdu?" Arif stared at his side, right where Syahdu was sculpting, choosing the right word for him to say.

Syahdu took a deep breath. It seems that he must be honest and honest with Arif.

"I also don't know what Arga means to me, or anyone else." Shahdu replied to Arif who just looked down, hearing Syahdu's answer that might make his heart throb.

"But I'm going back to my old town. I want to see Arga, and straighten out some things that need to be done with her."

"That's right, if you and Arga had a relationship in the past. Is that guy named Wicak your lover too?" Tanya Arif curious. Why Arga can search and wait for Syahdu that long. Then what is the position of Arga if there is a man who is said to be a lover of Syahdu who has died?

"That's..." Syahdu hangs his sentence. Honestly, he did not want to discuss his past with anyone including Arif.

"I can't explain much. But indeed, Arga and I have a difficult relationship to explain."

Arif just shut up. He also could not scrape a lot of things on Syahdu who was clearly uncomfortable discussing it with him. It's just, why is someone like Arga who is admired by many women to wait for a shahdu for many years?

Yes, Arif admitted it. Syahdu is so beautiful and her face makes anyone know she is a innocent and kind girl. It also shows how to talk and how to behave during this time. No doubt Arif was in love with him.

"W-what... You come back here again?" Ask Arif. He should know if Syahdu is coming back or staying there and coming back with Arga, once he knows the man is looking for him.

Arif nodded in understanding. Thank goodness, if Syahdu really just straighten out the problem. Maybe so that the famous man named Arga was no longer harassing through his songs.

After the conversation with Arif was over, Syahdu headed to the place he wanted to go from the beginning. There he cut his hair to the back. Do not ask, Syahdu himself does not know why he chose his short hair before leaving for the old city. Though he always lengthened his hair and now, he was smiling in front of the mirror when Septi finished trimming his hair.

"Looks fresher, huh, Du. Watch out seduced High School boy. Thought like. Hihihi.." as always Septi and Syahdu just laughed softly.

"Would you go back to the village, Du?" Ask Septi, while cleaning the rest of the hair under the floor.

"Yes, brother."

"Well, just this time back home. During the move here never, yeah. Miss too yeah, right, same hometown."

Syahdu. Because he actually ran away before, not moved.

...🍁...

Syahdu stood on the side of a tomb that looked neat even though it had been seven years. He smiled, finally being able to pay a visit to the tomb that had long since made him sad.

The girl sows flowers. Something was happening within him, of course the reluctant sadness faded away.

What is death as terrible as? Seven years passed but the pain was still the same. It was incredible.

Syahdu crouched, rubbed the tombstone on behalf of Aditya Wicaksana. Earlier, he had been to the grave of his grandmother, because upon arrival at the airport Syahdu directly came to the tomb of two of his favorite people with a suitcase that stood not far from him.

"Sister.how are you.." Ask Syahdu on the tombstone.

"Sorry, brother, I just arrived. I've been a coward all along. Run for years because you don't want to lose heartache again. I want to live a quiet life without burdens and problems. Apparently not deliverable due to past wounds that can not be closed tightly. If I had been patient a little more, I might have found happiness here."

Hearing his own words made Syahdu smile wryly. What happiness? What is happy? He's never felt it.

"You took care of me a lot. You're fine, aren't you, grandma?"

The girl stroked the green grass that grew beautifully above the Wicak navel. His eyes began to glaze over. He remembered Nani's words, which seemed to be true that Shahdu had turned his heart away.

"It turns out, all this time my sister knew I liked other people. Is that why you keep asking me not to stay brother? Is that why you changed from a cute Wicak to a romantic and loving Wicak?"

For some million times, Syahdu tears dripped into the tomb of Wicak.

Syahdu just realized, he used to see Wicak staring dislike at Arga who was waiting to go up the mountain together. Also Wicak who asked about anything about his relationship with Arga. Wicak is so smart to hide his feelings, making Syahdu's guilt increase.

"Why, brother, am I not aware of my own feelings? What exactly do I feel for my sister, to Arga? I don't know, brother. I don't know..." Suddenly her tears spilled. Shahdu hastily wiped his tears and took a breath to calm his heart.

"I'm coming, brother. So please, don't come to my dreams with such poignant nuances. Come well. We can talk in our dreams, right? Can you, brother? I miss.." Syahdu again rubbed Wicak's headstone. He hopes that his presence will no longer make the saddest dream for 7 years present. Really, Syahdu is not strong if the dream comes and his feelings crumble again like when he first heard the news of Wicak leaving him for good.

"Shahdu."

Syahdu immediately turned his head back when he heard the voice of the man he knew so well. He stood up, stared at by the man who had been close to him. Why is he here? Who is he going to visit the tomb? Syahdu wondered in his heart.

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