Light In Darkness ( SHORT STORY by me :D )

Light In Darkness

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                                                                         Synopsis :

Dimas Anggara was a teenager just like the rest of the others. But his life changed in a matter of seconds becoming all dark since the lost of his beloved mom. He was like a lost puppy that kept running without a clear direction. But then he found a reason to survive. On the other hand, he could not even meet with the one and only reason that was left for him to be in this world. He never met that person. He was determined to look for that person. But of course, everything is not always as easy as we think it is. He felt like he was on the verge of despair. And then came this person to him that he regarded as an annoying and don’t-know-when-to-shut-up person since the beginning, but then, to his surprise, this person brought him comfort, safe and sound, and made him forget a little about his sadness at last. That person was even able to make him laugh. That person existed in his life, helping and catching him when he felt as though he was on the verge of falling into despair.

How happy he was becoming when he knew that his efforts were worth it. He would eventually meet the one who made him want to survive in the tough life. And how broken his heart was becoming when he knew that God had another plan. But then there was a second chance, and how extremely broken his body and soul were becoming when he knew that apparently God planned for the most bitter thing to ever happened to him.
Everyone can always find some light even in the darkest place. So can Dimas. But just as he thought that everything would be alright. Something happened. And then his eyes were wide opened.

.... "You were right. After all that happened, I understand. No matter how dark it is, there will always be a light in darkness. Everything that happens is not for no reasons. Sometimes the things we don’t like, need to happen in case to open our eyes. And this time, my eyes opened that I'll never be able to lose you. You're part of me ...”

Author : Lintang Puspitasari / twitter : @flowerosalice / fb : Lintang Puspita Victorialice

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"Mom .." I groaned. It felt like my heart was pierced to bleed severely by thousands of needles but not worse enough to make it stop beating. It was like the entire world was falling into pieces right before my eyes. My vision was blurred, indistinct, just like my future after that day.

But that voice that came from within my heart never got tired of shouting hope shortly after I found out the truth from mom’s mouth..

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... "My son, mom wants you to know something before mom go and mom’s really really sorry to have it covered from you all this time" mom said, very weak.

I could not stand seeing her like that, lying helpless. My tears were falling like a waterfall and didn’t seem like it wanted to stop.

"Your father is still alive, Dimas."

I could feel my eyes and mouth were wide opened.

"Under my mattress. There’s something about him there. Mom loves you, Dimas. And will forever be so"

Her voice was getting weaker by the seconds. Her eyes started closing and then my heart stopped beating for a moment.

"Mom? !! Don’t leave me alone !! I can’t live without you! I love you, mom! "

I was frantic and in a great sadness that I never imagined I would ever experience in life when they were covering mom's face with the white cloth right before my eyes. On the other hand, I could feel my heart shouted something other than sadness ...

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After the lost of mom, I felt like a lost puppy ​​that kept running without a clear direction.

"I don’t  have anyone else anymore in this world so why am I still here?" My mind moaned as Mrs. Riska was enjoying the moment of explaining the lesson.

"Dad .." I said suddenly, softly, then I remembered what my mom said. It seemed like seeing mom being buried right in front of my eyes made me forget about the world.

The bell, a sign that the school was over, was ringing. I rushed home as if I would get a lottery if I got home fast.

That feelings of sadness came back over me every time I opened the door of the house.

"If opening the house’ door is that easy to make me remember about her that it makes me feel the sadness again, then, what will happen to me when I open her bedroom’s door?" I wondered.

I stopped right in front of her room, I took a deep breath.

"Crackkkkk" the door was opened and without realizing it, I lowered my head and whispered

"Mom, I miss you. So much "

Two books and several papers were there under her mattress. I sat down there and started to read everything. It turned out that all those papers was a paper of financial aid materials given by dad for the last few years. Apparently, Anggara in my name was a surname from dad, Andreas Anggara. I found myself smiling over this.

"Why did they hide it from me?"  

Many questions popped up in my head, demanding answers.

I was woken up by the sun and then I realized I fell asleep on mom's bed, still with my school uniform on. I was lucky it was weekend that day. I decided to continue reading mom’s books before starting my daily routine.

I pulled my breath, I finally finished reading the whole stuff. And all the questions that made me wonder had been answered, but there was one that was the most important was left behind, unanswered ..

 

“Where is dad?”

I needed to meet him and said that mom and I forgave him. I missed him.

When you never met one of your parents since you were born into the world and when you don’t have anyone else in this world besides him/her, who you never met, then you would do anything just to get to meet him/her and be with him/her even if that means you have to forgive and forget the biggest mistake he/she has ever done.

I figured, Dad left mom and I because he had an affair when mom had me but then dad regretted it so he tried to find information about us. Mom decided to cover it all from me and asked my dad to stop sending financial aid because mom was worried I would be angry, disappointed and couldn’t accept the fact when I knew everything.

I, myself, also couldn’t imagine what my reaction would be like. But whatever it would be, I just hoped they weren’t too worried about it back then, but rice had become porridge.

"I'm still here in this world for a reason. daddy. "I said.

I could feel my body start reacting to me again so was my mind because after the lost of mom it was like every part of me stopped working but my heart. I was determined to find and meet dad no matter what.

A week passed, and still I did not find a piece of clue at all. This was harder than I thought but if I gave up that meant I gave up on life. Daddy was my life then. Although I never knew of his figure but just by his responsibility that he didn’t forget to support mom and I, I admired him.

Although I was in search mission, I still went to school, if I didn’t, mom wouldn’t be proud if I skipped school whatever the reason was.

I felt despair come over me. It had been a month I was looking for him but I got nothing.

"Hi. I’m Pricil Laila Meria. I just moved here three days ago and I’ll make the school crowded than before due to me being a new residents here. Greetings, everyone "

The whole class chuckled to the new student’s little joke and I turned out to be one of them.

"did I just..?" I asked myself.

The bell was heard, I rushed out of school and went in search for dad.

Ouch !!

"Sorry. I didn’t see " I said to the girl who I accidentally bumped into.

"watch your step, bro" I heard the girl uttering behind me.

"Hey, you, who bumped into me yesterday" said a girl and interrupted my thoughts when I was having lunch at a cafeteria.

"Oh sorry about that"

"You’re too gloomy for a teenager you know"

Her words made ​​me want to see her face and she was apparently the new student.

 

"If you don’t  know things you better shut up" I said, short, and left.

How dare she say that. Though it sounded like she was just joking but still, who's she for saying such a thing?

The bell rung and as usual I rushed out to go find dad.

"Hey, why always rush home? Chill, bro " said a girl stopping my step.

"You! I told you already, shut up if you know nothing !!!" I said, full of emotions. I could tell she was shocked and a bit scared of my reaction.

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude. "I said, feeling guilty.

"Sorry. If I made you mad. " she said, feeling as guilty.

 I could feel the warmth of the sun on my skin. It was Sunday meaning it was a good day to look for dad the whole day.

"What’s wrong with me? I should’ve looked for dad after hanging out with Pricil instead of going home and falling asleep until the next morning "I said, annoyed at myself.

For all this time there apparently was someone who was able to comfort me and made me forget a little about my sadness. Of all the people who exist in this world, Pricil that was from the beginning I considered to be an annoying and don’t-know-when-to-shut-up person apparently to my surprise she was the one who was able to do all that. She was even able to make me laugh.

Each day, I was getting closer with Pricil. I even told her everything. She often helped me and accompanied me to go looking for dad.

It had been a month that I had been looking for him but still I got none. Every time I was on the verge of despair, Pricil was always there, never got tired to catch me so I wouldn’t really fall into despair. I just hoped she wouldn’t be sick of that all and then leave me alone. If that happened, then, who’s going to catch me when I fall?

That afternoon we were in a city which was located half an hour from the city where we lived in.

"Sorry sir, have you ever seen this guy?" I asked a grown man, who was walking on the street, and I showed him dad’s picture.

The next words that came out of the grown man’s mouth were like a glass of water given to a traveler who was in a desert. He knew where dad lived. I could feel my eyes sparkled, chanting relief, and happiness mostly. I found these lips of mine drawn into a big smile and didn’t have a sign of stopping. I hugged Pricil tightly by my side. Pricil seemed to feel how happy I was, her smile and her eyes were no less compared to me. The grown man then drove us to dad’s house. My heart was pounding like crazy. That day was the day that I had been looking forward to come.

But I had no idea what God had in store for me that day, that it made my smile faded as fast as a lightning.

"looks like sir Andrew isn’t home, young man. Hmm what if I'll tell him that you, Dimas Anggara, is looking for him. How does that sound? "I heard the grown man said.

I was still stunned in silence. Lucky I had Pricil with me. Anything that came out from her mouth was basically always the best.

"All right sir. What if you tell Mr. Andreas that we’re looking for him and we wanted to meet him tomorrow afternoon? "

The grown man agreed.

We then went home. Maybe Pricil was right.

“Maybe today is not the day but tomorrow is” hopefully.

I'm ditching the last two lessons to go meeting dad. Pricil insisted on going with me but I said she could go after the school was over. I went to a park that was not far from dad’s house, dad would be there at 1 pm as promised. Again, my heart was pounding like crazy. The feeling that came over me yesterday clearly came back again, and that time was stronger than before that it made me feel like if it didn’t happen then sure as hell I was going to be mad.

My heart and my head were aching after 3 hours of waiting and he never showed up. I decided to wait for 15 more minutes, if dad still didn’t show up for that time being then I would go to his house, who knew he might forget?

“But is it possible?”

If he did, that only meant he did not really care about me the son of his. But after I read mom’s diary, that didn’t sound possible.

15 minutes passed and he still didn’t show up there. I grabbed my hair with both hands and asked myself ..

"What have I done to the world that it’s this hard to meet my own dad?”

Then I somewhat heard a voice of a man calling my name, spontaneously I released my hands from my hair and turned around to where the sound was coming from, there was no one there but a bunch of kids who were busy playing soccer. I felt like I was going mad. And I, myself, was not even aware that I just screamed like a mad man. I thought a bunch of the kids behind me were looking at me weirdly and thought that I was insane. I could feel my body want to turn around to make sure about what I was guessing but it was not necessary I thought. I decided to leave the park and head to dad’s house and I had no clue at that time, that for some reasons my footsteps were unusually heavy.

"DIMAS !!!"

Suddenly I heard a familiar voice calling me, it was Pricil’s. I was guessing that maybe a voice of a man calling me a few minutes back then was actually Pricil’s that with my stupid hallucinations turned into a man's voice. But I could sense a difference from the way Pricil calling me. Pricil would never yell calling me even if I didn’t hear her. Then, why was that? I turned my body around and I saw Pricil was standing beside a crowd of people, I recalled there was no crowd a few minutes back then. I could see from distance, the glow of her eyes screaming something other than the usual.

"DIMAS COME HERE !! NOW !!! " she shouted again.

"Dimas, where were you going huh?" she asked softly.

I began to worry about her tone of voice, what happened?

"going to dad’s house. He's not coming. I've waited for 3 hours straight, Pricil "I replied.

She suddenly hugged me so tight.

"Pricil, you okay?" I wondered hard.

"Dimas ..." she let go of her embrace and I could see she was crying.

"Pricil?"

Pricil did not answer me, but she raised her hand and pointed it at the crowd beside her, I noticed that apparently there was someone lying helpless in the middle of the crowd, then I felt like something hit me hard, I looked at Pricil, in tears she said

"your dad"

Right after hearing that, it was like I was hit by a truck straight to where my heart was. I went into the crowd and saw it clear, the man was lying helpless on the ground. My legs were limp like crazy. I fell right beside him and I could feel tears falling like a waterfall.

"kid, it looked like this man was calling you. He seemed really wanna meet you that he didn’t pay attention to his surrounding especially when he’s crossing the road. You know him?"

That was it, I felt like my heart had been pierced by thousands of sharpest thistles in the world. my whole body was paralyzed.

"DAD!!!!!" I yelled, loud, hysterically.

I hugged his helpless body very tight hoping that somehow he would hug me too and then he would tell me “everything is all right”. The tears began to be worse by the seconds when I found that I got no reaction at all from dad. I could feel a hand holding and caressing my shoulder. I shook my shoulders very hard till that hand was off of my shoulders.

"Dimas..be strong" Pricil uttered, sobbing. It was her hand.

I ran from the crowd, hoping that it also meant I ran from the bitter reality but my heart was still beating for I would never be able to run from reality. I stopped at a huge large bridge which was incredibly high from the river beneath, without a second thought I climbed the bridge.

"DIMAS !! DON’T !! PLEASE NO DIMAS !! " a hysterical voice stopped me.

"Pricil, stop! Any words that’ll come from you won’t change or stop me this time. I've had it enough. I can’t stand it anymore. How could I still exist in this world if I have no one here? The world is just too dark for me that it makes me can’t even see a light at all. "

"Dimas, you have me. Anyone can always find a light even in the darkest place, that anyone including you "Pricil said, sobbing. I shook my head harshly.

How the hell could Pricil’s words always find a way to affect me?

"NO!" I yelled loudly.

Suddenly I felt someone hug me from behind.

"Please don’t ! Your parents wouldn’t be proud of this. Dimas Anggara, I know you are strong, even stronger than anyone. If you’re not, God won’t test you this hard "

Somehow it felt like her voice was getting weaker by the seconds and my vision was blurred ...

Light was hitting my eyes that had just opened. And somehow I felt like that light illustrated something that would come ahead. Apparently I was unconscious for half an hour. Apparently God did not allow me to put an end to my life at that huge bridge. I was at dad’s house then. There were a lot of people there praying for dad before he got buried the next day. I sat beside him and held him tight. My eyes never left his face as well as my hands that never left his. Every now and then I kissed him. I stayed up all night and so did Pricil and a woman I didn't know.

 

After the funeral was done. we went back to dad’s house. Apparently the woman that was awake all night that night was dad’s wife. I might never have met her or known of her but I already like her. She was very nice. She talked to me as if I was her biological son. She told me many things about dad and how often he talked about me and mom. I found myself smiling hearing that. That woman made me feel like I just found a new figure of mom again. She wanted to stay with me and it was so stupid of me if I said no.

A week passed, after the lost of dad that I thought it was going to be like hell back then but apparently it turned out to be a new fresh air to me. The lost of dad brought me darkness and light at the same time.

Just as I thought that everything would be okay, I apparently was wrong. I was sitting in a chair at a hospital and couldn’t do anything much but holding Pricil’s hands and being by her side for she was unconscious for 2 hours due to an accident.

“Does God hate to see me happy?” I wondered.

"Pricil, you’re the one who always calms me down but now why are you making me far of that calm word itself?" I whispered in her ear and I could feel my eyes red from holding the tears.

I was awakened by a gentle squeeze on my hand.

"Pricil, you’re really making me worry! How the hell could this happen? "I said.

"Well, God always has something behind everything that happens. We just don’t know about it" she replied, smiling.

At that moment I had never felt that happy for seeing Pricil smiling. It felt like someone slapped me in the face and made ​​me aware of something.

"I guess I know" I said, smiling.

"so..what is that?" she replied, smiling.

“You were right. After all that happened, I understand. No matter how dark it is, there will always be a light in darkness. Everything that happens is not for no reasons. Sometimes the things we don’t like, need to happen in case to open our eyes. And this time, my eyes opened that I'll never be able to lose you. You're part of me. I love you, Pricil "I said, smiling

And the smile that I got from her was way sweeter than anything and then I felt like a puzzle that had just become whole after falling apart for a long time.

The End