As a matter of fact, while I was taught, I was just pestered by the various characteristics and contemplations my friends had. In any case, when I entered school, I discovered somebody who more problematic than the friends I had at school first.
She was a friend who has a disadvantage compared to the friends in my class. Or even my friends at school.
Since you know why? I don’t know how subtle the way to say it, however this friend is visually impaired. Do not have the ability to see the world like us. Just observe “dark” despite the fact that her eyes are the most brilliant tone.
Since I originally observed it, my heart indicated feel sorry for. She occasionally stumbles, misdirected, and lost. She really looks like she needs someone else to help her. But I feel I don’t meet these criteria, in terms of teaching or guiding, I seem stiff and impatient. Sometimes if I’m not in a good mood, I’m a little annoyed.
Since once in a while with her, I can’t coordinate my companionship with others. Once in a while I need to focus on it. In some cases additionally, I accuse the circumstance.
Early semester break begins, only some of my friends who are originally from Jogja stayed. Yet, there are likewise my companions who come from outside Jogja who didn’t have the occasion to back home from their hometown. One of them is my visually impaired friend.
I’m worried about her eat. Finally I tried to ask how she was via the WhatsApp message. There she complained, tired of being trapped in her small boarding room.
I imagine. I’m also often bored during this holiday. But I can still watch movies on iflix, or open my favorite YouTube channel. While she? She could not do more.
Suddenly I blamed myself, how foolish I was to be too late to realize her situation.
Then the next day I took her away, asking what food she needed to eat as a counteractant to her tongue since she ate time and again tempe.
Finally she said that she wanted to eat fried chicken, then I took her to enjoy our dessert, ice doger. The shop was under a large tree, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the loud sound of a modified motorbike.
In a moment of silence, I tried to ask her. A question I don’t know why I always want to ask, but I’m so scared my question can come up.
This time. I will be careful.
With a strong desire, I asked …
“If you are given Allah a miracle to see, what do you want to see?”
She smiled, I was a little surprised that she was not angry at my question. Even though I thought my question could shrink the nerve.
With a smile that could not be separated from her cheeks she replied, “If given a chance, I want to see the appearance of humans, especially my parents.”
Instantly my heart froze.
Even though I could easily see my parents, without any worries.
She again said, “But, since I went to college here, I don’t feel that I’m blind. Because of the equal treatment of friends like you all.”
Again. My heart froze, my eyes filled with tears.
She was blameless and considered me well. In spite of the fact that regularly I feel wasted time with her. Despite the fact that she is a valuable companion that I should consistently deal with.