Just call me Abu, only the sun knows how old I am. I was born in a thousand-island country, where my food was abundant according to my mother. Yes, it's quite abundant, when they leave it in the trash can. My name is Abu, wherever I stand that's where my house is. Sometimes I have a garden, sometimes on the sidewalk. Sometimes it is covered in rain and only uses newspaper bases.
Call me Abu, I never knew anyone in this world except mother. And she just lay there not breathing that morning, in a garden when the sun was still new. now I'm on my own, some flies, ants, and mosquitoes often swarm. I'm quite happy, they look cheerful. Pinch my skin, fly around me until I fall asleep and they go away.
When the sun came and people passed by, I walked again. Following the footsteps obeying the rhythm of the heart. Once upon a time, I visited places where people were in uniform and had that rank. I was placed in barred rooms, bed mats and morning and evening meals. The next day I have driven away. I smiled, they were kind enough to me, even though I was tied up that night, snapped by pointing my face at the table next to me.
Now I'm tired, I want to fall down. After a day of walking, there was no food. I sat and leaned against the wall because the remaining rain water on the sidewalk was not yet dry. Soon I fell asleep and dreamed, this country became a garden filled with fruit. Where is the star-studded afternoon. Not sunny but so bright. Everyone is in uniform, bright white has no black. Gathering in a very wide field, so that the view has no limits. I was summoned by a dazzling eye, to approach him immediately. I was ordered to follow him, where I should be.
I walked behind, he was fragrant as it was created from hundreds of flowers. When I arrived there, he immediately vanished in the blink of his eyes. After I can see again, mother has stood near. Together with a smile then hugs and that's the only memory. Now my body flew away from the waving mother. The dazzling creature took me away while whispering a sentence; "Welcome to the land of heaven."
My name is Abu, I have returned to my Creator.
Penghuni Beribu Negeri
Panggil saja aku Abu, hanya matahari yang mengetahui berapa umurku. Aku lahir di negeri berpulau seribu, dimana sumber makanan melimpah ruah menurut ibu-ku. Ya, cukup berlimpah, saat mereka sisakan di dalam tong sampah. Namaku Abu, dimana-pun aku berdiri disitulah rumahku. Kadang aku memiliki taman, terkadang di trotoar jalan. Kadang berselimutkan hujan dan hanya beralaskan koran.
Sebut saja Abu, aku tak pernah mengenal siapapun di dunia ini kecuali ibu. Dan Ia hanya tergeletak tak bernafas pagi itu, di sebuah taman saat matahari masih baru. kini aku sendiri, beberapa lalat, semut dan nyamuk seringkali mengerubungi. Aku cukup senang, mereka terlihat riang. Mencubiti kulitku, berterbangan di sekitarku hingga aku tertidur dan mereka pergi berlalu.
Saat matahari datang dan orang berlalu lalang, aku kembali berjalan. Mengikuti langkah kaki menuruti irama hati. Sekali waktu aku bertamu ke tempat orang-orang berseragam dan memiliki pangkat itu. Aku di tempatkan pada kamar berjeruji, tempat tidur tikar dan makanan pagi serta sore hari. Keesok harinya aku di usir pergi. Aku tersenyum, mereka cukup baik padaku, meskipun malam itu aku di ikat, di bentak dengan menunjuk-nunjuk muka ku di depan meja bersiku.
Sekarang aku lelah, ingin sekali rebah. Setelah seharian berjalan, tak menemukan makanan. Aku duduk dan bersandar di dinding, sebab sisa air hujan di trotoar belum juga kering. Tak lama aku pun tertidur dan bermimpi, negeri ini menjadi taman yang dipenuhi buah-buahan. Dimana siang bertabur bintang. Tak ber-matahari namun begitu terang. Semua orang ber-seragam, putih terang tak ada hitam. Berkumpul di lapangan yang sangat luas, hingga pandang tak memiliki batas. Aku dipanggil oleh makhluk yang menyilaukan mata, untuk menghampirinya segera. Aku diperintahkan mengikutinya, ketempat dimana seharusnya aku berada.
Aku berjalan di belakang, ia harum seperti tercipta dari beratus-ratus kembang. Ketika aku sampai disana, ia segera menghilang sekejap mata dengan silaunya. Setelah aku dapat kembali melihat, ibu telah berdiri didekat. Bersama dengan senyuman kemudian pelukan dan hanya itu yang menjadi ingatan. Kini ragaku terbang, menjauh dari ibu yang melambaikan tangan. Makhluk menyilaukan tadi membawaku pergi sambil membisikan sebuah kalimat; "selamat datang di negeri surga."
Namaku Abu, aku telah kembali pada Tuhan-ku.
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