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Aku khawatir pada bumi yang kian subur dengan tuding-menuding. Aku khawatir pada kian maraknya obral kebeincian, pada makin mudahnya seseorang menilai apa yang diyakini oleh orang lain--dan sejauh apa--hanya dari apa yang dipakai atau dikonsumsi. Aku khawatir pada kesalahpahaman tentang konsep mayoritas dan minoritas di masyarakat.

Assalamu’alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh

Bagaimana kabarmu? Semoga selalu dalam lindungan Allah... Izinkan saya untuk meminta waktumu sebentar saja untuk membaca tulisan ini, bolehkah? Kita tidak pernah tahu Allah akan menakdirkan apa terhadap hambanya, sampai Allah menakdirkan saya untuk bisa mengenal seseorang. Seseorang yang telah mengajarkan saya banyak hal, seseorang yang selalu mengingatkan saya kepada-Nya. Terimakasih telah menjadi bagian dalam proses pencapaian gelar sarjana yang sudah saya raih, tapi kau tahu? Gelar sarjana hanyalah sebutan, di dalamnya terdapat tanggung jawab yang melekat. Pada akhirnya pertemuan selalu menjadi pembelajaran, walau hanya bertemu dunia maya. Terimakasih ya kamu, iya kamu. Tetaplah jadi insan yang menebar kebaikan bagi orang-orang di sekitarmu. Jaga kesehatan! Jangan sampai dirawat di Rumah Sakit 

Salam! Palupi, yang sedang menguatkan hati dan jiwa untuk menjadi perawat masa depan *ceilah lebaaay haha *maafkan

Wassalamu’alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh

Ditulis 10 Juli 2015

Jadi ga sengaja nemu tulisan ini pas beres-beres dokumen di netbook, ga inget pernah nulis beginian. Itu satu tahun yang lalu ketika saya beres sidang menunggu wisuda sarjana kalau tidak salah. Lupa juga apa pernah diposting atau dikasihin ke orangnya langsung. Tapi secara tidak langsung itu bisa jadi ditujukan ke teman-teman tumblr semua yang karena tulisan teman-teman semua bisa memotivasi saya dalam menyelesaikan skripsi saya waktu itu.

Salam!

Dan tidak ada peluh yang tulus meluruh kecuali yang jatuh karena ikhtiar yang sungguh

Dan tidak ada rintih yang berbisik murni kecuali basah di pipi pada hari yang dini

You couldn’t explain the amount of weight off your shoulders when you finally saw Wonwoo step foot in the classroom. For someone who skips school often, he looks worn down, as if he aged a few years. His demeanor is ever so tranquil, you couldn’t bring yourself to converse with him. And so instead, you took notes and ignored Wonwoo as if you’ve gotten used to him not being around. Lies.

Engrossed in the lesson about genes and heredity, it almost surprised you and Wonwoo tapped your arm to ask a question.

“I wasn’t here the past two days,” he whispered towards you. Turning your head a bit too quickly, you realized how close he had gotten. He didn’t budge but instead continued to talk. “Do you mind lending me your notes?”

“Uh...” you started, fully aware that Wonwoo cares little to nothing about personal space. When he sensed you felt a bit uncomfortable, he inched back and intently waited for you reply. You told him you’d give it to him after class and he thanked you then immersed himself with the lesson. What was with this guy? Did he not realize the amount of pressure he puts on people when he does things like that? Did he not realize how angry you were at him for ditching you all alone in a class you can barely understand? Did he--

The loud ring of the bell announced class over and you hurried to pack your things. That was until Wonwoo grabbed your arm.

“Um, I would like my arm back,” you snorted.

He let go and apologized. “I need the notes,” he mentioned as he hovered over you. Never have you noticed how tall he was because you were always sitting in class but this guy towered over you like a sky scraper. His physique can engorge you if that was possible.

You scoffed at his request. You didn’t want to give it to him. He should have been here taking notes himself but no, he was dillydallying at who knows where while you worked hard in class. Why should you give your notes to someone who didn’t bother working as hard as you? In the end, you gave your notebook to him and he thanked you for it but that was it. He could’ve at least gotten on his knees and begged. Yet again, that would have been a bit too much.

Wonwoo was about to leave the room and you remembered your promise to yourself on interrogating the boy. You had to get to bottom of this because it is his grade on the line too. It would have been a lie if you said you cared nothing about him. It was his last year in high school and college was always looking for a reason why they shouldn’t accept you.

“Hey,” you called out. “Hey, Jeon Wonwoo.”

Turning his head slightly, just enough to meet his eyes with yours and you froze on the spot. It was no time for feelings, you had to break through him.

“What’s been happening to you lately?” you asked, “How come you’re always gone on the worst days possible? Have you been plotting this the whole time, leaving me doing projects and stealing my notes when you come back? I’m kind of sick of it. If you want someone to toy with, I’m not that person. Go play with someone else.”

It was the most expression he ever put on his face: surprised. Jeon Wonwoo was surprised. His widened and his mouth hung low. Words tried to escape his mouth but it was there was a plug preventing anything to come out. Your monologue sounded less cruel in your head. After it all, you just want to take everything back and apologize but it was already too late. You felt nauseous as the fact you scolded him that way. He couldn’t explain himself, or wouldn’t explain himself. He just apologize one last time and walked away.

part 1

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Ketika buah jatuh tidak jauh dari pohonnya, seekor kenari jatuh tidak jauh dari kabel listrik yang menyengatnya hingga tewas. Hangus dan jatuh ke bumi. Sesosok awan kumulus berduka melihat bangkai hangus kenari itu jatuh dan disergap kucing jalanan. Kumulus merapat, mendoakan lewat teduhnya ketika hari sedang tinggi, dan polusi kendaraan bermotor kian menjadi-jadi.

Karena terlalu bising oleh deru mesin dan klakson, kucing jalanan memutuskan membawa jasad kenari ke tempat persembunyannya: kotak kardus bekas tepat di belakang gerobak tukang pecel lele. Dari dalam kotak menyembul tiga kepala anak kucing yang mungil, mengeong kecil sekencang-kencangnya. Kucing jalanan tadi jalan tergopoh-gopoh membawa kenari panggang untuk anak-anaknya. Kakinya pincang akibat amuk tukang pecel lele ketika, malam sebelumnya, kucing jalanan berusaha meminta seekor lele untuk santap malam sekeluarga.

I

Baut kaki meja di salah satu sudut sebelah kiri sudah longgar. Mur pengencangnya kabur entah kemana. Mungkin lebih baik kuolesi saja dengan krim pengencang kulit.

II

Susu coklat dingin kurang baik sebagai pengantar istirahat. Apalagi peristirahatan terakhir. Doa yang tulus jauh lebih baik.

III

Tiga. Triwarna. Ada merah-putih-biru, ada hitam-merah-kuning, ada merah-kuning-nila, ada pula putih-kuning-merah. Oh, aku lupa. Warna asil kemejanya hanya putih dan kuning saja sebelum aku menikamnya.

IV

Aku suka es krim. Suka sekali. Kecuali es krim pengencang kulit.

V

Deret fibonacci memang unik. Andai angka-angka pada deret fibonacci itu adalah usia kita, mungkin kita bisa mengetahui apa yang akan terjadi di usia tertentu pada hidup kita.

VI

Enam. Genep. Six. Zes. Altı. Kuusi. Aku baru bisa menyebutkan angka 6 dalam 6 bahasa berbeda.

VII

Dia lucu sekali. Putih. Mungil. Menggemaskan. Lama-lama panas. Entah berapa jam lagi lampu kamarku akan terus menyala.

VIII

Bagaikan layar di hadapanku Warnanya biru sebiru hatiku

Maaf, Bu Melly, liriknya saya ganti sekenanya.

IX

Aku hendak mengirim stiker ketika sedang chatting dengan salah seorang temanku. Katanya, stiker yang kupasang tidak sampai juga. Aneh. Padahal aku sudah menempelkannya dengan sangat erat.

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