Dongeng Pariwisata: Layang-layang Putus
Pagi itu Brodin disuruh kakaknya ikut naik becak, tapi bukan duduk manis di depan – melainkan di bagian belakang, nempel-nempel besi, demi misi mulia: menyeimbangkan blek besar berisi air yang ditaruh di becak bagian depan. Kata kakaknya, “Le, awakmu iki timbangane pas, ojo obah-obah.” Brodin nurut, duduk kaku seperti patung taman, sambil membayangkan dirinya bukan bocah kurus, tapi pemberat profesional kelas nasional.
Baru setengah jalan, langit mendadak ribut. Sebuah layang-layang putus melayang rendah, goyang-goyang genit, persis di atas kepala Brodin. Otaknya belum sempat rapat koordinasi, tubuhnya sudah ambil keputusan sendiri. “LAYANGAN!” teriaknya, lalu reflek lompat dari belakang becak sambil ngejar benang takdir itu. Becak yang tadinya seimbang langsung kehilangan filosofi hidupnya, jungkir ke depan seperti kerbau kepeleset di sawah kering.
AIR DI BLEK BESAR ITU? TUMPAH SEMUA. Air muncrat ke jalan. Memang benang layangannya berhasil ditangkap, tapi kakaknya melongo dan menatap kosong, Sejak hari itu, Brodin dilarang dilarang melihat ke langit kalau sedang in-charge. Hehehe
JSB
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A Tourism Fairy Tale: The Broken Kite
That morning, Brodin was ordered by his older brother to ride a pedicab—not sitting nicely in the front, but perched at the back, clinging to cold metal bars, for a noble mission: balancing a huge tin of water placed in the front seat. His brother said seriously, “Le, your weight is perfect. Don’t move.” Brodin obeyed, sitting stiff as a garden statue, imagining himself not as a skinny kid, but as a national-level professional counterweight.
Halfway through the ride, the sky suddenly caused trouble. A broken kite floated low, wiggling flirtatiously, right above Brodin’s head. His brain didn’t even have time to hold a coordination meeting—his body made the decision on its own. “GOT IT!” he shouted, then instantly leaped off the back of the pedicab, chasing the string of destiny. The pedicab, which had been balanced and peaceful, immediately lost its philosophy of life and flipped forward, like a buffalo slipping on a dry rice field.
THE WATER IN BIG TIN? ALL SPILLED. Water exploded onto the road. Yes, the kite string was successfully captured—but his brother stood frozen, staring into nothingness. From that day on, Brodin was officially forbidden to look at the sky while being in charge of anything. Hehehe.
The Team
