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Sebuah Petunjuk yang Harus Kaugunakan



: Gan

Membenci cinta berarti membiarkan kukumu tak bisa tumbuh dengan warna putihnya. Waktu memakan usiamu, di bawah kulit yang setengah mati, kau menjadi tua. Besi, pintu rumah, televisi, dan meja kaca akan tetap diam. Mengetuk jiwa mereka masing-masing. Membuka kepala untuk berbicara dengan bahasa yang dulu pernah kau terka sehabis mandi.

Memberi cinta artinya menanam padi dekat lereng. Seorang petani turun dari tidurnya. Menghafal doa-doa baru bagi air, hujan, batu, dan hatinya yang kemarau. Ia berkata sesuatu, namun anaknya yang memiliki luka di gusi tidak bisa ikut berkata. Mengunci mulut dan pita suara adalah harta selama tujuh tahun yang ditimbun di dalam tenggorokan. Lalu seekor jangkrik keluar dengan nyanyian yang membangunkan seorang anak yang baru saja tidur dengan lolipopnya. Bahkan ia mesti melupakan seorang ibu yang dulu bergelut dengan bumi demi kepala dan sekantung darah yang mengalir di sekujur tubuhnya.

Memasuki cinta artinya merendam kedua kaki pada kolam. Ikan-ikan gemuk dan bergigi berenang-renang. Mereka siapkan pusaran air kecil dan menyakitkan. Malam dan siang turun, kereta dan kuda berjalan, waktu akan hidup, dan nama merupakan kesialan bagi harapan yang gagal bertahan.

Maka cinta adalah segala hal yang tak bisa putus di tangan pisau. Sekali pun segala kejahatan masuk kembali dalam mimpi, dan kebaikan layu di ujung tangkai. Mengenai cinta adalah catatan mengenai apa yang dikatakan oleh mereka tidak akan pernah dikalahkan meski laut dan pantai tidak lagi mengajak sepasang kekasih berciuman, meski laut dan awan menjauh dari matahari dan nyala kemerah-merahan.

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