Black Pen
17
I don't really remember, what activities I've done so far, it's just that my memory still holds some moments that are clear enough for me to tell. There were many places I visited when my relationship with Akbar was over.
Long enough to live my life without Akbar or Annisa, now I have met many new people with new characters who come and go in my life. However, I admit that they are too special to replace them with new people, none of whom I have met with Akbar or Annisa in them, Annisa is irreplaceable and Akbar is too perfect to be paired with them.
Like being reborn with emptiness, silence is also lonely I feel in the absence of Annisa. The only best friend who ever made me laugh out loud, told me a lot about life, shared happiness and sadness like that, a time when we were together with sincere friendship and what it is.
I also miss the figure of Akbar, a figure who slalu hugged me tightly, listening to my every complaint, even he slalu comforted me in a troubled time. Yeah, they're the most valuable people in my life, the people I love and hate.
A few months have passed, nothing has changed from my thoughts and feelings, only the time that keeps turning takes life more seriously, now it is not only life partners and friends who become problems in my life, but also work, family demands, and co-workers.
Desire to return to higher education, but for now it seems impossible. My savings are not enough for tuition fees in the city of Bandung with a fairly expensive cost of living.
Not to mention, Fitri who I consider as a helper, in fact not as good as I imagine. He secretly complained to the owner of the boutique, I don't know what his purpose is that the owner of the boutique slalu called me to the office and scolded me for trivial problems. Makes me uncomfortable if I have to keep up, not to mention he also often mocked me to his mother, who then his mother will tell back to mama.
By being forced to get out of that place, even though I know finding a job is not as easy as I imagine. Long enough I stayed at home, without doing any activities just sleeping and playing mobile phone, making mama careless. Many times my mother scolded me making me not feel at home for long.
"Oh" The voice sounded hoarse, a not so foreign voice in my ear. Dreaming, I accidentally hit him a few seconds ago, causing him to fall.
"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally. You all right?" I stretched out my right hand, trying to help him stand up. He received my hand, he quickly stood up and his face that had lowered his head he lifted and stared intently at me.
"Too the road pack ma..." His words were cut off when our eyes met each other.
"Come, Farin.."
"Naura.." Concurrently.
A beautiful white girl with a tall body like a model, a sharp nose with fine fur covering her white skin and thick black hair is also a long dangling back. She wore a black mini skirt with an ash-colored shirt and high heels that matched her skirt. He was so pangling, I barely knew him.
