There is a common thing to do to fill the train ride is to "chat". powerful way to dispel the boredom and also good for health. Already thirty minutes had passed since I sat alone on the bench number 17 the third carriage. I saw bench number 18 which is located beside me yet also filled with passengers and also bench numbers 16 and 15 are located in front of me totally blank. "If so how I can get someone to talk?".
"The train will depart soon," reads the announcement and the station attendant. Trains began full by the passengers. All seats have been filled except for three benches that was nearby, was also there that occupy. Already forty minutes I waited my companions, but maybe fate would. On the train trip this time, may be I'm missing with sleep or see the sights alone.
"Huh, what's that sound ...?", I gasped, and woke up from my sleep. Oh apparently sound shrill it was only the sign of the train will soon be dispatched. The train started to leave. My sleepy now seemed to be lost in an instant by the rhythmic vibrations by the caused by the wheels of a train. I noticed around me, it seems bench numbers 15 and 16 are there before me and stool number 17 which is located beside me there's nothing that occupy it. Or does no one wants to possess? Ah indifferent ...
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| Mystery train bench |
Suddenly a young woman in a hurry to walk, dragging a suitcase that seems pretty heavy towards me. He seems to need some help. Mr. conductor was approached. "You were biased I help you ma'am?", She scolded politely. "Yes sir,!", said the lady was in a tone half panic. "Sorry madam, could you please show your ticket?", Said the conductor. "This pack, I sat on a bench number 17", he replied with panting breath. "Oh seat number 17 over here mistress. Please, you can sit down and calm yourself first, "I said, interrupting them.
"Mr. conductor .. kid me sir ... my son is missing in this train," said the lady WHO seems to ignore my words.
Mr. conductor was told again at the lady gently "Madame, you can sit down on the bench and tell all happened to us."
Hear it then the hostess was finally seated and then start trying to calm down. After feeling quite calm he also tells "Well sir conductor, I boarded the train along with my son named Andy. When we arrived at the station, the train was about to leave. Because afraid to miss the train I was raised Andi first and then I went down again to bring in a suitcase that I deposited the food vendors waiting at the front entrance of the train's carriages five. Meanwhile Andi told me to find a seat number 17 and 18 who have been our message. When the incoming passengers crammed, perhaps they also do not want to miss the train. Even when I wanted to go in, I almost pushed out by other passengers were also overcrowded. And when he got on the train I'm looking for Andi and not find it. "
"Oh yes, how the characteristics of children mistress?"
"Hmm ... my son wearing a navy blue shirt and black shorts. He's 10 years old and about 150 cm high. He filled his eyes and straight black hair. ", Replied the lady.
"Yes ... quite clear, we'll find it," said the conductor to convince the lady was.
Five minutes have passed, but the conductor was not too back. The lady seemed still restless since earlier, blushing met a million regrets.
"Do not worry madam, do not be too anxious. Children mistress must be found, maybe he was confused and lost in another carriage. The train is the only consists of a few carriages and children mistress might not be too far from here ', I said, trying to calm her down.
"Oh yes, the lady of the goal where are you going?"
"Hmm ... I want to Surabaya, to the house of my sister in law to preach one thing," replied the lady.
"Then your husband ...?"
"He just passed away three days ago"
"Oh sorry madam ... um my condolences on the death of husband's mistress."
No time has passed for two hours. Today has now started to move in the afternoon, the train carriages are now eight I started riding through the dusk. A conversation with the lady of the course is more interesting, and it seems the mistress began to forget his son who has not been found.
At the moment I began to know a lot about the lady. It turns out that sitting on the bench and his number 15 was sitting on the bench beside me number 16 that there is her husband who has now passed away since three days ago. Her husband was a local policeman. He died of shot when a shootout with bank robbers three days ago. Initially, the three of them did want a vacation to Grandma's house only child in Surabaya. The death of the father in the beginning to make plans departure Mistress canceled. However, because the Mistress then got word that his mother at home is very ill, and with consideration of the ticket already booked, be they both forced myself to go to Surabaya though still in grief.
Suddenly the lady had put out a box of small bag of his lap. And he opened the box. Turns out it was brown.
"You want chocolate, sir?", As he handed the box to me.
I also took two packs of chocolate from the box. "Thank you mistress.", I said as he put a pack of chocolate into my shirt pocket. While the pack again opened and slipped it into my mouth.
"How was it, sir?", Asked the lady was.
"Very good.", I replied.
Madame was quite interesting to be a friend to chat. After a long conversation seems I started to like him. The woman was quite beautiful, very beautiful face with sweet lips. His eyes were also beautiful. Her hair hung straight waist. After a long time I felt attracted to him. My heart began to wonder "Do I have fallen in love? '
In an instant we become more familiar. Apparently, the lady was too chatty like me. We also continued our chat to forget time.
An hour later. Mr. conductor came to deliver a child straight hair and glasses. "Oh my!", The mistress jerks moment to see her son, then hugged him shed tears. He just remembered that she was missing on the train a few hours ago. With the guilt he hugged her tightly, crying.
"Sorry madam we are too old find your child. It seems that your children get lost in this train and fatigue, and then he fell asleep near the pile of stuff in the corner of the carriage of eight. At first we did not think the child was hiding there. However, as we think that there is no harm in checking our luggage pile was examined and managed to find the child's mistress. "
Thank you ... sir ... I say a thousand thanks. ", Said the lady.
Soon the atmosphere was calm again. The child is sitting on the chair and mistress resumed his conversation with me. We were talking for a long time and I noticed that, during our conversation, the lady of the child looked at me intently at me. I got a little flustered.
Children hostess did not seem to like me. He then tugged at her mother and whispered something into her ear. The hostess nodded and spoke softly to me, "It seems that my son is not too like you, excuse me, please understandable because my son just lost his father. So, he did not really like when another man came up to me. "
I was nodding as he understood what the lady had. I can understand their feelings .. Anyway my legs started tingling taste since been sitting on the bench. ", I said goodbye to go for a while.
While I was walking leisurely browse train carriages at the end of the car up to eight are located at the end, I sat in an empty bench located in front of the trunk where the goods. The benches in the carriage of eight seemingly empty lot. I then looked out the window, looking at the full moon soaring out there.
Not feel thirty minutes passed quickly. I got up from his seat and walked to the bench number 17, which was originally my seat, "Maybe the child had been soundly asleep and I was able to talk again with the last mistress.", I thought.
However, once on my desk, there was only a child who is still awake. Then I sat down, and ventured to ask the boy. "Son, where is your mother?"
"What are you looking for my mother! Anyway what is that to ask where he is, you're not my father! ", He said harshly.
My heart trembled heard the little boy, a moment I considered this brash kid, but maybe there is something in it. Although I love to his mother but me he was married and it is difficult for a family to easily lose one of their beloved family members and entered by a new person they know. I and the boy was silent for some time later the child was asleep. I was getting sleepy because since the lock was just silent mouth. I finally closed my eyes and fell asleep.
A few moments later I heard another roar me train wheels rhythmic. I began to open my eyes again. However, now in front of me sat a stout man wearing a white shirt and brown pants. Her hair looked greasy and he also seemed more sensible with glasses. I'm starting to get confused, not that it had been sitting in front of a lady and her son. "Well maybe I'm dreaming.", I thought.
I was acquainted with the man, his name is Andi. Just like the name of a small child that I've met in my dream last. And we started talking about everything. Andi started carried the conversation. Likewise with me. We share experiences, share stories and also share the address and telephone number.
"Oh yes, sir. Will you tell a compelling story when I was 10 years old? ", Asked Andi. "Oh, of course.", I replied. "Well, I'll tell you.", Andi also tells about his experience when he was 10 years old. When it gets lost in the train cars and sleeping in the trunk of goods. And when she was found and taken by the conductor to his mother, he found his mother was deep in conversation with a man he did not know and he finally felt jealous because his father had recently died. He did not want to have a new dad because he is very loving father. Andi told her to stop talking to him and telling him to go. Then after the man left, Andi quarrel with her mother so upset and eventually went to move the carriage. When her mother had gone, since the man who was talking with her mother came back and asked about the whereabouts of his mother. Adi answering with a curt "What are you looking for my mother! Anyway what is that to ask where he is, you're not my father! "
"I feel guilty about what I did to him and I think I want to apologize for her first rough me attitude.", Andi close the story.
"So where is your mother now?", I asked.
"My mother moved the carriage and it turned out he moved to the rear carriage. Some time after I fell asleep I felt weird and move from my seat. Suddenly there was a collision between a train that I was riding with another train. At that time I was in the carriage three and survived while my mother apparently died because he was moved to the rear carriages were destroyed during the collision. I'm very sorry if only I let her keep chatting with the man she probably will not move the carriage and followed my father to the afterlife. "Andi explained at length for the umpteenth time.
"Oh, I'm sorry for your experience very distressing.", I said sympathetically. In my heart I think it possible that I strolled into the past while I was asleep, or dream it's just a coincidence.
"Hmm ... May I ask you something?", I asked.
"Oh yes, please." Andy replied.
"Hmm ... I want to know, when you wake up .... Before the accident that .. you know where the man sitting in front of you?" I asked again.
"I think he went to the other cars when I was asleep, which obviously I do not find it when I woke up."
Thousand and one question mark in my chest began to fade. Is it true that the man in the past it was me? For a moment I still remember the smile of the lady who was sitting on the bench number 17 and talk to me while waiting for her son found my heart began to upset, this probably is not a coincidence ... but how?
"Sorry, sir. Would you like to take a walk to the train? ", Andi suddenly cut my thoughts.
"Oh ... uh ... yes ... of course ...", I replied nervously.
"During my life I felt haunted by feelings of guilt against the men of my abused WHO abuse 10 years ago. Every time I go ride the train I always order number 13 spot first bench she was sitting before he left for ever. And I always tell this story to everyone WHO sits on the bench numbers 15, 16 and 18. I also always tell everyone that I told this story to Convey my apology petition profusely to the man who 10 years ago my scorn. My mother and father there would not like forgive me if an apology is not up to him. Will you help me sir? "Pleaded Andi.
"Well I'll help you. And I'm sure he would have been forgiven, because the first was 10 years old you are right. ", I said Andi entertaining.
"Today is definitely the man was aged about 40 years and maybe he already had a wife and child.", Said Andi.
Trains were kept going, until finally arriving in the city of Surabaya. I and Andi was down at one station in the City of Heroes. From there we parted headed to our destination respectively. Although we've parted still I think of a series of events that I met on the train earlier. Since that time I began to promise, I will not talk much during the car ride. I'm also not going to again fall asleep on the train bench. Maybe I could get rid of boredom on the way to read books while drinking coffee, or see the sights along the way.
Publisher by Muhamad Ramli (Cand Andrean) Terimakasih
