Namanya Lani

30 September 2009

Sore itu aku diserang pusing mendadak. My head hurt so bad. Mataku tak bisa fokus ke layar komputer yang hanya berjarak ½ meter didepanku. Jantungku berdegup kencang. I looked at my glass of water near the speaker. Terlihat riak disana. Ada apa ini? Was I shaking too much that even the table also shook?

I logged in to my facebook, after calming myself down. Pusing itu masih terasa, tapi sudah lumayan stabil karena ‘dah stretching kiri kanan. Setelah dipikir-pikir, mungkin akibat terlalu lama duduk di depan komputer. Okay, time to go online, peacefully. Or so I thought. I was trembling again as soon as I read my friends’ status from top to bottom. GEMPA di Padang.

“Gempa, Za? Kapan?”

“Masak gak kerasa, Kak? Barusan..”

Innalillaah, could that be the reason of my headache? Was that the cause of the shaking of my glass of water? Kalau iya, pasti itu gempa yang sangat besar. Padang-KL ‘kan terpisah oleh laut? I mean, if it was a small quake as what usually happen there, I don’t think I can feel it here. It turned out to be a 7.6 SR quake. I had no idea what it was like in Padang at that exact time.

I texted my friend, Reni, immediately. Karena setahuku, dia menghabiskan masa lebarannya di Padang. No reply. I was getting restless. I texted my sister asking of my dear friend. She said, Reni came back from Padang a couple of days ago. So, kenapa smsku tidak dibalas?

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1 Oktober 2009

“…skrg ld dijln ke pdg, mau cek kondsi, kt ma2 gpp. Tp ada adk sepupu yg kena kakinya krn gedung tmpt dia les roboh…,” adalah sms pertama yang kuterima dari Reni setelah menunggu semalam.

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3 Oktober 2009

“… adk Reni (adik sepupu) kakinya diamputasi sblh…”

Allaah… Rasa penasaran pun tak terbendung. Ada apa gerangan? Cek pulsa.. Masih ada.. I could use it for at least 10 minutes  ^.^. And what I heard was…

The dear cousin was found 6 hours after the quake. Semua keluarga yang kehilangan menuliskan nama  anak atau saudara mereka berada di tempat les tersebut. They called the names one by one, and she answered when they came to her name. She was there in the dark, trapped between the rubbles, with two of her friends’ lifeless bodies. I couldn’t even imagine the feeling of being in the darkness, alone, paralyzed…

Adik itu sangat tabah. Saat diamputasi pun dia rela. Meski pagi hari setelah operasi, dia bangun dan bertanya dimana kakinya. Dia sangat kuat, tapi dia hanya anak kecil.

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12 Oktober 2009

“… gak tau lg mo blg apa ni… kaki adek Reni yg st lg hrs diamputasi… krn sarafnya udh mati…”

Another one?

“… ktka dia dikash tau bsk mau diamputasi lg, dgn menangs dia blg, ‘semuanya milk Allaah, ktka kaki Lani dimintaNya lg, Lani hrs ikhlas…”

Robbiy, kekuatan sebesar apa yang telah Engkau beri kepada dia, hingga kata-kata itu bisa keluar dari mulut mungilnya?

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Ya, namanya Lani. Gadis kecil berumur 13 tahun. Jangan tanya padaku seperti apa rupanya, bagaimana sifatnya, apa kesukaannya dan dia sekolahnya dimana. Karena ini kali pertama aku ‘berkenalan’ dengannya. Yang aku tahu, dia saudariku berhati seluas samudera.

 

Dedicated to Lani, Reni & all the strong people

@ West Sumatera