ALVIN Trying to Rise

Abandon

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You choose a campus far away anyway, Vin, I can not follow you there," complained Imran when the two are still on the way.

"Sorry, Ran. But, only there is a sizable scholarship, there is also the salary money. I don't want to miss that opportunity" replied Alvin.

"That's the reason, right? Since the beginning you have been looking for scholarships in the Jakarta area, to be close to your mother!" cebik Imran with a sulking tone.

Alvin smiled faintly. Everything said by Imran is true, since the beginning he had planned to study in Jakarta, so that he could be close to his mother.

"Where do you know, Ran?" ask Alvin.

"Look! Kan, from the beginning you were never interested in the campus anywhere other than in Jakarta."

Alvin chuckled awkwardly, he felt bad because he never said his true intentions to Imran.

"Sorry, Ran. I just want to deket my mother, from the beginning I moved here, I can only see my mother three times, it also has to think about the cost first."

Alvin explains the reasons for studying in Jakarta.

"Don't tell me all this is the same grandpa and grandma, Ran. I don't want them thinking later" continued Alvin again.

"Yes, I understand. If I were in your position, I would have chosen the same thing" Imran replied.

"Calm down, I won't say anything to Grandpa and Grandma" she said.

Alvin breathed a sigh of relief, upon hearing the reply from imran.

"Thank you, Ran. You are indeed my best brother," said Alvin with a happy smile.

"Yee, it's my turn, and I'm being praised. Try if there is no want it will certainly not be considered," decak Imran.

"Who said?! I don't think so!" Alvin immediately denied Imran's words.

"But how do I feel?"

"Yes, it's up to you" replied Alvin, he was ready to go down, when the bike driven by Imran had stopped.

Alvin opened the helmet and handed it to Imran, then took the backpack placed on the front of the motorbike.

"Thank you, Ran," said Alvin, wearing his backpack.

Along with that the car that will go to Jakarta has come.

"There is no word of thanks in our dictionary of friendship. I'm happy to have brought you here" Imran replied.

Alvin nodded with a smile, hearing Imran's reply.

"I'm leaving, Ran. Titip grandparents here, let me know if there's anything with them. You also take good care of yourself, remember to learn, do not seek the same attention of girls continue," said Avin, with a little joke at the end of his sentence.

Imran nodded. "Ye, if the caper problem is the same the girl should be, Vin. Ahaha!"

"Surely, I will take care of my grandparents here, you don't worry. You just focus on studying there, and do not forget me," continued Imran again.

"Where might I be able to get out with your brother and kayak best friend, Ran," replied Alvin.

The two hugged each other flash, for this time Alvin wanted to hug his brother, as a sign of farewell.

"Huh, shit! Why are my eyes hurting?" as Imran said, raising his head as they broke down their embrace.

Alvin patted Imran on the shoulder, before turning around and boarding a bus headed for Jakarta. He turned to where Imran was, when he had boarded the Bus, with a mixed look.

Imran was still standing next to his bike, watching the bus Alvin was riding slowly away from his sight.

The bus drove away from his father's hometown, where he spent three years after the death of his father and sister in this city.

A city full of memories in living a bitter life without parents, where learning to work to connect his life.

Goodbye, and thank you that this city has accepted me and healed me of my wounds and healed me. Memories in this city, I will never forget, until at any time.inner Alvin, staring at the vast expanse of rice fields on the side of his journey.

The shadow when he first came with his grandparents with wounds that seemed to still bleed in the heart, due to the disaster that took the lives of his father and sister and made his mother deperesi.

The wound that made him slumped at the same time forced him to rise at the same time. Until finally he had to act mature, even though sometimes it was all torturing his battery.

Yes, the loss of the figure of both parents did make his own wounds, although he eventually had to close the wound to be damned in his heart, in order not to become a burden on the people around him.

Letting the pain be an encouragement to keep going, also gives him a purpose in living a life that is not as beautiful as it used to be.

Alvin leaned his body against the back of the chair, then began to close his eyes, enjoying the memories that themselves revolved around in his memory.

From the beginning he began to dare to help his grandparents in the rice fields, then get a job, to the reception of good and pleasant citizens and families.

The presence of Imran did not escape from his memory, a jolly male figure who was more able to melt his overcast mood.

Then a school world that gives a variety of good and bad memories simultaneously.

From his introduction to the girl named Milka, hatred without cause Dandi and his friends, also a case involving the officials of the foundation where the school.

"Yes, Mah, it's me just getting on the bus."

Alvin was surprised when suddenly someone was sitting on the chair next to him, he opened his eyes while looking beside him.

A girl with a fairly eccentric makeup, seemed to be sitting casually with a cell phone in her ear.

Black shorts wrapped in a red leather jacket, with shredded denim pants that form the legs, became a fairly new sight for Alvin.

Alvin spread his gaze on the entire contents of the bus, he realized that all the seats on the bus were full.

Since then, he had indeed been too focused on his memories, never paying attention to the people riding at each stop.

The girl seemed to glance at Alvin at a glance then nodded faintly with a smile, then refocused on her phone.

"Please, Mah, I'm fine with taking the bus by myself. Mamah calm aja yes .. anyways this is only from K city to Jakarta," said the girl again.

Alvin again closed his eyes with his hands closed to his chest, he looked indifferent to the conversation between the girl sitting next to him and someone behind his phone.

Just a few minutes Alvin closed his eyes, now his hand feels like something is stabbing repeatedly.

Alvin instantly opened his eyes with a deep-looking frown.

"My wallet is missing, you bring more money? Please pay me first yes," said the unknown girl.

The frown on Alvin's forehead deepened, he stared at the girl's entire body, and it was true that there was no bag the girl was carrying.

Astagfirullah, he intends to take the bus anyway? decak Alvin in the heart.

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Sometimes we have to go out of comfort, in order to get new experiences and other colors in life.