The Romance of Earth and Blue
PART 1 – Early Story

“Earth, I can't pick you up. Wait a minute brother yes.”

I only sighed after hearing the information.I couldn't help but agree to everything Mom said on the phone. The sound of the rain just made me lean my shoulders on this wooden bench. The big window in front of me really made my mood ungodly.

“Earth has not been picked up?” ask Ares, tentor kimiaku.

I looked and shook my head. “Not brother. Wait brother,” replied I gave information.

“Oh yes already. Just wait here. Brother taught me first yes,” his goodbye then entered the classroom again leaving me alone.

It's a Saturday. A day off that I should have been able to get through was fun. But since childhood, my father and mother have always been eager to include me in the course activities in all subjects. I know that I should be grateful that there are millions of children who want this but are cost-conscious. Oh come on, I'm sick of all those words.

I'm just tired. Sometimes I want to play with my friends. But because of my surroundings, the friends I have are just uninteresting ambush humans for fun. I wish the friends I met at High School were a lot more fun. So far it has not been very visible because it has only been a month since the start of the gray white period.

My brother finally came. But the annoying guy turned out to use his favorite high motorbike which made my seat uncomfortable. He had no intention of going down.

I ran a little towards him. “Abang bring a raincoat not?” my many.

I saw him wet with his leather jacket. “Neg. Cepet rose,” grunts.

I rode the bike with difficulty and my brother had no intention of helping. My scout uniform was instantly soaked in the rain.

Without a warning, my brother immediately launched his bike making me almost fall. “Ih, who really can't? Adek report dad yes,” threatened me. But it is like deaf.

My brother always rides the bike with recklessness. The man who had just become a student thought that something like this was cool.

“Abang, slow down!” my nagging when he broke the traffic light. The punch after punch I put on his shoulder like nothing worked.

“Whispering,” reply.

I finally shut up because I was really tired. At the crossroads, there was a truck that suddenly flashed at high speed towards us. It was the first time I had seen such horror.

“Abang, beware!” myrag.

But he was not ready to turn his bike. I don't really remember what happened, it's just that my body bounced away. My head hurts from the asphalt. The sound of loud collisions and commotion from the people around. My vision is getting blurry.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital ward. I can see my father talking to the doctor. “Dad,” call me with difficulty. My throat is very dry.

Dad looked up and hugged me. “You okay? What is sick. Tell dad,” he said in a row. I'm shaking. No one is sick. It's just my leg.

My mind is overrated. Am I am amputated? I hurried to open the blanket and found my feet fine. There are only wide, purplish bruises.

“Why deck? Legs hurt? The doctor said it had a collision, it took time to heal,” said the father accompanied by a nod from the doctor who then examined me.

Thank goodness that the doctor said I was fine despite having to use a cane to walk for a while. The doctor also said that I should not do exhausting physical activities. That means I have to say goodbye to my basketball game. It's all because of brother.

Dad just stroked my shoulder. “Later if it's healed yes,” said father calming.

“This is all because of brother!” seruku. I'm really upset with him. We're not too close. He always sniffed at me even when I tried to do good.Look, this is all his fault.

“Adek don't want to see the state of brother?” ask dad suddenly.

I shook my head strongly making father sigh deeply. “Kok. Are you not curious?”

I fell silent and tried to think. At the time of the incident I did not see my brother because my body was bounced first. I finally nodded.

Dad helped me get off the ward and walked down the hallway with a distinctive aroma. We arrived at the ICU. I could see the mother crying and being soothed by my grandmother. At the window, I could see my brother lying weakly. There were many wires connected to his body. Bandages on various parts of his body made me realize that the condition of his brother was really severe.

“Abang-“ my words raspy. I feel guilty for blaming him.

Hearing my voice, my mother raised her head. “Earth, my son,” he said and immediately gave his warm embrace. Mother roared in her cries. “thank goodness you're okay. Thank goodness not like your brother.”

I'm just shaking.

That was the beginning of my guilt. I went home with my grandmother. While the father accompanied the mother to take care of the brother. I haven't been able to go back to school for a week because of walking difficulties. During that time my brother was not conscious. He was in a coma for when.

Today I can finally go back to school without my cane. I can walk even if I am a little bit trained. “Aready?” ask the father who saw me was neat.

I'm nodding.

We entered my father's old sedan. I saw my father getting thinner. His eye bags are clearly visible. Mom and Dad must be so tired. “If his leg hurts, call dad. No need to be forced,” said father again advising.

“Yes dad,” I replied.

We finally arrived at school. Dad even delivered to the field. “Till here. Adek can be alone,” I said when the views of many people lead to me.

Dad looked doubtful but finally nodded. “OK, inquire order father.”

I'm nodding. After seeing father walk away, I went straight down the corridor and towards my class. Looks like I'm late. I should have left early for a special extra class session an hour earlier than the lesson hour.

“Earth!” I am having trouble looking. In class X IPS 1 I saw the figure of a man who smiled broadly at me. “Why are your legs?” tanyakanya.

I just shook my head.

“This is my friend wants to know you,” he said again pisses me off. I don't intend to look back at him anymore. Does he not know what is called manners or something? Can't he see I'm having trouble walking? And maybe he even did an introductory session for his friend.

Well, he's a shitty guy. Even though he is also an IPA child, it could be in the lesson hours actually playing in the IPS area.

His name is Bima. Groupmate during MOS. And he's the most annoying guy in the world.