Ling-Ling


Author : Early Kusuma

It's been 28 years since I left college at Solo, and I've never met Ling-ling again at home.

Yeah, Ling-Ling, my close friend from my childhood until I graduated from high school, is the only one who's always with me when I need a friend or when I'm sad when someone's bullying me when it's schooling and studying. She's always there for me.

She never judged, she always wanted to listen to me, whatever I told her. She patiently listened to me until my story was finished, and she also calmed me when I was tempted by stress.

Since I was a kid, I can't say I couldn't have friends that were too close—not just because of the choice of comfort in communicating and interacting. Even though I was a kid, I knew I was different from other normal kids.

At the time, I was bullied by a lot of people because I had trouble spelling, reading, and writing (as a grown-up, I only realized that I was dyslexic). She patiently calmed me down.

She knew I was not stupid, she knew I was a clever kid, she knew I'd been a special kid, she knew I was a different kid from the other 'normal' kids.

She knew I just needed more time and quiet' to understand everything, and she also knew that once I could 'absorb everything, I'd run like an arrow and run ahead of the other kids.

It's proven by my regular rankings at school, and there are a few subjects that are always good.

Ling-ling also always accompanies me when I finish my homework, like when I peel and grind. Well, even when I was a kid, my parents had some maids, but as a child, I was trained to discipline the housework, and it was very useful when I grew up.

Ling-ling loves to be with me when I'm chopping, she and I can talk long and wide until all my stuff's done. After that, she's gone.

Then, as usual, she always comes when I'm in trouble, whether it's a little trouble happening at school or a trouble at home.

"Well, don't cry," she said.

Well, the point is, if I'm always crying, my tears won't stop anywhere.

"You must be able to live; you must be strong to live and pass it." That's the reinforcer sentence that comes out of Ling-ling's mouth.

These are the words that people used to say to me when I was growing up and facing any kind of trouble.

But sometimes she disappears, even for a moment; maybe she's gathering with her family or her other friends. Then she came back, when I needed her.

Until there was a time when I had completed all the high school graduation exams and I had to go to some town to find a college place to suit my wishes and also my parents' budget, at that point, Ling-ling had begun to disappear.

"Ling, where are you? I'll never see you again. Are you mad at me?”

Even though I called, she didn't show up in front of me, like the other times.

Finally, because of my busy searching for a college and cost in Solo, I tried not to think about it, and I was a bit entertained when I entered college times because I also met a lot of friends and was also busy with all sorts of college assignments and other campus activities.

Even when I woke up, she was gone.

Finally, I firmed and strengthened my heart if I could be 'psychologically self-sufficient' without Ling-ling.

I was able to solve all my problems on my own, and finally I said, "Say goodbye" to her.

Since then, I've never seen her again at all.

Oiya, Ling- Ling's not a human figure; she's a woman of my age, and she's transparent.

After Ling-ling's journey, starting college, there's a bunch of other creatures who accompany me to this day. He's my guardian angel.

But I still keep my memories of Ling-ling because she has done a lot for me.

It's been 28 years since I've seen her again, and I hope Ling-ling's always all right there.

Thank you, Ling-ling.

❤️ I love you

 

 

 

 

 

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