You & Dusk
Tombs

(Flashback Part)

We live in a time of acceleration, access to information one that is affected by change. Now only one click away then the information you need will immediately appear through a tool called a smartphone.

Even for little things like we want to see someone's face. Like me who misses now, misses her smile. Often I try to at least dampen the miss with her Instagram account stalker but unfortunately, on that account she did not put a photo of her face at all. All I found were quotes, religious messages and inspirational videos.

Maybe she is not the type of woman who likes to be selfie or not the type who is active on camera. It's just not fair if he doesn't share that smile with the world, that's my opinion.

I don't know why I haven't seen Alfy in college this week, even when I went to the UKM Scientific Reasoning secretariat. It was up to me pretending to walk into a twisting classroom through the corridors of the Department of English Literature just to meet him. But he really didn't find me anywhere on campus.

I've been like a freak by now, longing but not in longing. There's one stupid thing I used to do, I used to do that. I create insta stories, whatever the content is solely so that he sees my insta stories.

Sometimes there are those who reply to the insta story, I open with the hope that the reply is he of course so that I have a reason to chat with him via chat. But very rarely does it happen, usually only my other friends retaliate, which retaliates against those I didn't expect.

I'm an excellent liar on Instagram, if I wasn't this wily to tell him, maybe I wouldn't bother with my feelings right now.

As my mind continues to dwell on it, my smartphone's voice rings. “iya hello.” I said pick up the phone from Ivan.

“hallo Man, where else?” ask Ivan.

“at home Van, why?”

“eh how, you want to help me?”

“help what Van?”

“it.. Nyiapin surprise for Dian my girlfriend.”

“ohh yes.” I said a little agitated. I'm not anxious because I don't want to help, but I know that Dian often walks alone with Irwan but Ivan doesn't know Dian's behavior like that.

Although I know but I'm really confused whether I should ruin Ivan's relationship with Dian by telling the truth. Is that right if I say it? Or is it wrong? I don't know what's right now and what's wrong. Please tell me, what should I do?. Mumamku confused.

“so Van when exactly did you give that surprise?” i asked.

“next week Man, can ya?”

Ivan turned off his phone. I went back to thinking, why can love be this complicated? When we feel that everything is perfect, when we feel that the lover who is currently with us is the best, when we feel that the love story in the current life is in line with what was expected. But in the end, whether now, tomorrow or later we will know. That all hopes are false and that in the end we will be disappointed.

*in the meantime, at the same time.

“Umi I say goodbye first, I want to see Kak Imam.” Alfy said to his mother.

“iya son, be careful on the road.” Reply Mother.

Alfy also went on a motorcycle with Puput who is his cousin.

Before long they reached a place, looking familiar with tombstones standing everywhere. Yep.. They both arrived at a public funeral. Alfy and Puput also entered through several tombs until finally arrived at one tomb. On the tombstone is written Imam Ahmad Mansur who is the brother of Alfy.

When Alfy reached the tombstone, he could not hold back his tears. While Puput who was behind her holding Alfy's back also cried.

The priest's older brother from Alfy died two years ago. Alfy loved his brother very much, probably because only the Imam was Alfy's only brother. Moreover, her brother who often defended Alfy when he was a child he was often bullied by other bad children. Even when Alfy was a teenager in High School, the Imam kept his younger brother out of the mode of teenage boys who often annoyed and approached Alfy.

His sister often guides Alfy to become independent, so as not to be easily lulled by the men out there. Moral and religious messages are often and have been instilled in Alfy by her brother and the death of her brother two years ago is devastating.

Until now if she misses her brother, she will come to the funeral and will confide in her brother about whatever he's up against. This habit has been going on since her brother was first buried in this TPU until now.

For Alfy, telling a story in front of his brother's grave even though his brother can't hear it, can't answer his words and can't see it, but if it has been revealed his life story in front of his brother's grave it is enough to make him relieved. “Na.. Starting in the afternoon, we have not yet prayed Ashar. Let's go home.” Said Puput holding Alfy's shoulder.

“iya Brother.” Said Alfy.

Alfy then stood up and once again held his sister's tombstone.“Brother, I'm going home first. May Allah forgive Brother's faults in nature there.” Alfy Prayer.

“amiin.” Puput.

They both left the tomb.

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