Rice Lice

Wednesday, nine o'clock at seven minutes past two. Today is holiday, horrayy !! But the overwhelming tasks, the work that hangs everywhere, not to mention other unexpected problems, all urged me to work on this beautiful day. I have to finish all the tasks and work that morning so I can take a walk later in the afternoon. At least eating meatballs ten thousand accompanied by fresh fruit juice five thousands in the holiday is very entertaining kid's stomach like me. The original intention does. But when I found six fleas engrossed in your washing-up water this morning, all my plans became so nasty! Another unexpected job appeared already.

After apologizing to his assignment book and friends lying weakly on the table, I hauled my chest out of the room and spilled it on the long-neglected cardboard above the shoe cabinet. After I was sure that the contents of the rice containers were empty, I shifted the rice and the base to the intense heat of the sun. Not for a second, the crazy black creature out of his safe hiding and scattering nowhere. "Feel!" I say with satisfaction as I begin to see some of them already experienced seizures, dehydration, and depression. With a little amusement I flatten the surface of the pile of rice so that no one else is still able to play hide and seek. After that I enjoy the sad scenery of the lice that must evacuate if still want to live.

The sun is really hot and does not allow the little creature to survive before their blood dries up completely. Satisfied with my intelligence to clear my ribbons quickly, I went back to my room and took my task book with me before returning to watch the rice I was drying in. Actually I'm lazy to go back, but somehow it feels good to see black slowly away from white and disappear instantly. But luckily last night we all washed the cloth and the clothesline was very full. I could shelter under the clothesline while staring at the suffering of the lice.



"PING !!" A call bothered me that had not even tortured a piece of paper with my pen scratches.
"PING !!"
"What?" I replied briefly to my friend and tried to refocus on the task, no matter how soon he would answer me.
"Bing!" A voice called me again.
"How many IPs are you?" Gosh, my dear friend! Is that just your excuse to bother me in focus for this bright future?
"No announcement yet." I replied briefly without further ado.

"Bing!" Arrrggghhh !! Not to mention for a second. What else now?
"Oh oh? Oh ?! Oh !!? Is that all you say after taking up my precious time?
"Bing!" What now?
"Son, is the picture finished?" I sigh a little for this one. I made a sound of sighs, I was disobedient to my parents.
"Not yet, Ma. Sister again a lot of work now. Many tasks and have not studied for presentation tomorrow. Later sorelah kakak start work ya. "
"What, what kind of work?" I typed a series of sentences to describe everything in my heart as an answer to my mama's question. Then I included a picture of the rice I was drying in and included the phrase, "Look at your son's work, Ma. It's like a farmer. "Then sends the message in hopes of getting an encouraging sentence.

Who's that rice kid? "Yes, the mama. Rice is said to be rice. Anyway, where there is rice growing in the middle of this big city. And one more thing, I can not wait for someone else's rice.
"So buy the rice not most."
"Yes Ma." I replied briefly, then turned off the cellular data on my handphone, wishing I could focus on this task.

"Cicuit." Especially now? Geez!
"Deck, take the rupt now. Auntie wants to go, then there's no one who can be anterin. "This time I sighed strongly enough.
"Waduh bi, we're out again anyway. There was a sudden job. Auntie made a lunch in the front seat. "When I was about to send the message, my heart was tapped to immediately remove it and replied," Okay, bi. "

The five minute journey to the five-step cottage aunt's house was very tiring because it was not done sincerely. Actually my stomach is very hungry, but considering the tasks that accumulate, I discouraged my intention to pick up early provisions. "Mit !!" Call me. "Mitaaa!" Call me again while banging on the door of my neighbor's room. "Already afternoon! Let's eat! "I say after hearing it muttering in there. A minute later, Mita went out with a messy hair. At first glance he saw the rice I was drying in front of the terrace of his room, then he turned to the bathroom.

"Daagh .." I say to Mita who walks down the stairs, toward the door to the outside. Luckily I was not like him who was invited to a discussion with a group of friends. If that happens, I do not know what to give my reason for. It is impossible that the rice I left before all the rice I was looking to remove the corpses of lice and his family that still survive. For my patience and keuletanku, when everyone started posting photos of eclipses in social media, I finally finished cleaning up my fleas from lice. And now it's time to do the task! Yep, the task. Type status, reply to chat, view photos of the eclipse, and eventually fall asleep. Wednesday, nine o'clock. Twelve minutes past seven. It's seven o'clock. What a fatal mistake I made.

Okay, now I feel like I'm having a great time gap. For many hours my body was shut-down and it was not until this late that there was nothing useful I had done, except to expel the lice from the rice. It's late and there's not much to do. Not that there is not, but not "want". Sometimes it feels awkward to start an activity when someone else is starting a break. But it's weird to do nothing. Well, I finally focused on fiddling with the application on my mobile phone.

After a few minutes after I did something more useless on the phone, I suddenly thought of someone. If I'm not mistaken, the last time he contacted me to see if I had time to chattingan with him. He is a boy who is a social friend who always has time to listen to my vent. It's unfair not to respond when she needs me. But at that time I was on many tasks so I did not even have time to open the message. "How do you live?"

An opening sentence that made me feel a little goosebumps. Maybe he was asking me about my case, with a wonderfully cool-looking sentence. And he managed to amaze me at once by a word "life". Being a butterfly girl (college-back-college-home) is a picture of my life. The college assignment is like oxygen to me. The reason I wake up early, eat, breathe, do full activity until I sleep, is because of college. "Busy college doang, sister. Bener-baser baseball had time to enjoy life. But I feel more alive now. "Yes, compared to me when high school first, whose job is just baseball school is clear and confines itself in the room, prioritizing playing more games than filling my stomach, of course I'm much more" alive "now.

"Thank goodness, baseball is like a sister who feels more dead." I was shocked. What happened to him until he said something like this?
"Why you?"
"Nothing, sister just needs some attention."

Geez! This is the first time I've known a guy who's so soft. I'm sure he must have been talking about last year, when he's been dumped by his six-year-old girl. Whoa, hello? Today can not move on? Continue, already so, galaunya up to one year old? What ?! Gini yes, according to the survey the number of girls in this world more than men. And for a year, he has not been able to find a new girl who can fill his empty heart? Again, HELLO?



"Given a good life really feel dead? So, how are you feeling like dead people who want to live? "People who have spent years sleeping on hospital mattresses, homeless people and seated jobs in the corners of the building, newly affected people , people with physical disabilities, how are you with those who are not as fortunate as us? "My sister was given life until now not to feel dead, but to be useful for others, revive the almost dead. The dead alone can be meaningful for the living. The period of living people can not give more? "Edison, Einstein, Benz, Wright, Dalton, Newton, Pluto, Hippocrates, and many other dead people to this day, even when their bodies have become ground, - hundred years after they die. Living people should be able to give more than they inherit.

"The dead are his life. The sister is like a zombie. "He said defensively.
"Like a zombie, who does not have a brain?" As quickly as he denied with the other sentence.
"Because not have a brain, so now his heart is also not working? You know, zombies alone can be useful for others! "I continued.
Yes, at least that's what I see in the movies. Zombies can cultivate friendship, zombies eat the "brains" of bad guys, zombies help open a more meaningful beginning of life. "Sister just needs a companion."

Suddenly my brain malfunctions. Amazed by the insignificant sentence that could melt the entire ice at the south pole. After all the enlightenment I gave, is that all he can say? "Adam was commanded not to seek a companion, but to preserve the earth and everything in it. Without him asking, he has given Eve as his companion to jointly make this earth beautiful. If so, do not need to find a companion because from the beginning is planned we have a companion without us ask. Logic, dong! Did the brother's brain be popped out until the only thing that burdened her brother's mind was a companion? "
"Hehe." And one more meaningless sentence that is capable of drying up the Pacific Ocean.

"So guys do not be soggy Kak."
"Yes, sister is weak. Big brother can not move on. "

"Haha, sister enggak know what definition of move on actually, right? Move on that means shifted. His name has been shifted. That can shift it's real object, a concrete hard object. So the move on is not his feeling, but his body is shifting. His eyes do not go to him aja see it. Her hands do not hold the memories she wrote her job. Feet do not go to him running. Orange seeds will not bear fruit if kept in a small pot inside the house. He will grow into a big tree and bear sweet fruit when he is planted in a vast yard, many years standing tall in the sun, and many times hit by heavy rain. That way he can produce fruit. If you follow the path of citrus seeds, believe me you can find something more beautiful than today. "

Why are you so harshly advising your sister? I'm not who you are? "And he's right. I have no right to counsel her like this, nor do I have the obligation to scold her until she is deterrent. But I swear. I have promised that there will be no more people who may suffer the same fate as "Him". No one else can leave before leaving others with a clear reason. "Sister, can I tell you a little story?" I said without answering her question and immediately began to tell without her being officially invited.

I ended up telling someone, my cousin's brother, the man I once loved. She's exactly like the mainstream girl comic story. She was so kind, caring, and so gentle, even though her mouth was a bit fussy. He is also good-looking and good at basketball. With such advantages he certainly qualified the coolest guy ever. But with all the good he has, he also has a gap that can ruin his perfect image. He's a very jealous man. My cousin has a brother. Compared to her, her brother was even more perfect.

Besides being an ace and basketball captain, her brother is also very good at various subjects. That capability must have been admired by many women and of course the opportunity would not be thrown away by her brother. With the advantages, his brother was able to win the heart of any girl he likes easily. Unlike my cousin, he does not get what he wants. Among so many fans and other girls who love it, there is one girl who never turns to her. And it's no coincidence that the girl is the person she likes for a long time.

Because envious of her sister can get any girl who likes, finally he vent his frustration to seize her brother's boyfriend. Indeed seize it just to make her sister's boyfriends try to "cornering", not until invented. But the behavior was not a good behavior and of course it triggered a quarrel between her and her brother. Repeatedly they were like that until one day her kind-hearted brother helped my cousin to invite the girl he liked. And the first problem was solved.

One day my cousin was diagnosed with severe pain. No one knows the illness except me, because we are used to being very open to each other. The disease was indeed suspected by his two close friends, but he denied it and ended up in a great quarrel between them. However, the disease requires him to take regular road trips to minimize the risk of further severity. The doctor advised him to immediately tell this to his family and his closest friends to avoid any other unwanted things, but he refused. He insisted that only I could know for all the diseases he suffered and for this time the doctor did not have the heart to refuse his wishes.

She went about her day as if nothing had happened to her until one day she knew that the girl she liked, the girl who had become her boyfriend, had apparently liked her brother. Indeed the girl did not use it to approach her brother, but still ajania feel very sad and disappointed. Not long after that, they kept fighting even though it was a trivial thing and ended up breaking up without their boyfriend knowing the obvious reason underlying their cessation. That made my cousin down and worsen the pain. But it does not also make him want to undergo a serious treatment therapy. For months he kept his illness alone until he finally "dropped".

When all his family knows about his illness, everyone tries to try things out for him to recover quickly. But the deep sadness of his heart made all the therapy he performed to be useless. He continues to spend his time in the hospital without any development. Upon a quiet normal day, we got the news that he had died without anyone standing by his side when he left. He just left a final letter from him, containing all his apologies and regrets. Suppose he had more time to make amends and correct his ugliness, but he did not have time.

When I finished telling stories, there was no response whatsoever I received. However, without any response I'm sure the sister knows how deeply the meaning of a story I'm saying is. Thanks to my cousin, I am now studying hard not to be sorry that I have wasted my time on trivia. Thanks also to him who reminded me to appreciate all the chances of life I have, to live more preciously. Do not get just because someone, a life to be in vain. Do not think that only that person is the world, but it is not.

Do not be too based on someone so that makes our thinking narrow. Many things are more beautiful in this world than continue to fight for love that is not our destiny. Perhaps the person who is now introduced to us is only an intermediary for the person who has been prepared for us. Therefore, live well until that time. We do not know that on the sidelines of our encounter with that person, there is a second time that we miss can be meaningful to others and lead us one step closer. We have to fight, Like right now, thanks for the one-man rice lice have been saved. If it had not been for the lice of rice, I would not have started any of this. Ha ha ha.