Diamond Hearts
Episode 4: Fatimah; "Am I Dreaming?"
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...Fatimah...
Hi, my name is Fatimah Az-Zahra Ashura...I am the only daughter of my family...My father was Rahman Ashura and my mother was Siti Aulia...
My family's condition.hmm.complex...My father used to work in a construction company.my father became the manager of a large company project at that time...At that time, our lives were prosperous and prosperous...
While still working, my father had a bad habit, my father loved to squander - scattering his money to gamble...And he often loses bets...My mother often scolded my father for it but unfortunately my mother's reprimand was not heeded by my father...
Until one day there was a catastrophe in my father's company...The project under my father's control was a failure...As a result of that failure, the company went bankrupt, my father was forced to go to PHK...From that moment on, the condition of our family began to fall...Worse, my father's gambling habit still remained even though our family condition began to deteriorate...As a result, the rest of our family's financial stock was depleted to pay my father's gambling stakes...
Our money continued to be used to pay my father's gambling debt until finally we had no cost to meet our needs...After really falling, finally the new father was willing to stop gambling...Dad then worked odd jobs as a building porter...Because of the salary he earned a little, plus my father began to be in debt, as a result my father became depressed...My father rarely went home, even if he came home, he would just lock himself in the room and sleep...
My mother who was worried about the condition of our family finally decided to go down to make a living...Since then my mother has been working on selling vegetables...Every morning I help my mother prepare the goods that my mother will sell...When I'm on vacation, I'll go with my mom to sell around...
Looking at my family's condition, I feel sad, sad, and pity...I am determined to change my family's situation...I want to make my dreams come true and make my parents happy...I had a dream of becoming a jurist, so I was diligent in studying and looking for scholarships to achieve my dreams...
When I graduated to my favorite and best High School in my area, I was so happy...What's more, this morning is the beginning of a new school year...This is the first time I'm going to study at my dream school...
After I helped prepare my mother's wares, I went to the bathroom and took a shower...After that I put on my high school uniform that I ironed neatly last night...I put on my uniform cheerfully while reflecting...Tada...I am ready and ready to go to school...I left the room and ate breakfast with my parents...
Alhamdulillah there is still sustenance to eat...After eating I got up and was about to wash the dishes, but my mother prevented me....
"Beautiful son, I want to say something..."
My hand was held by my mother...
"Eee.mau wash the dishes daft..."
"Udah is fine - what..tinggalin aja plate..biar mother who purify later..pity you later, your clothes can be tangled and wet...it's a pity that your uniform is so neat it's a mess..."
I initially wanted to insist on washing but my hands were held firmly by my mother...
"Eee..really ni ma'am?"
I feel bad about my mother...
"No matter what dear.ayo take your things and leave again.later you are late..."
"Good ma'am..."
I went into my room and took my backpack...I put on my backpack and put on socks...On the front porch of the new house I wear shoes...
"Nih your pocket money.beware - be careful and happy school..."
My mother gave me money...I welcomed my mother's hand...
"Eh.iya ma'am.thank you ma'am, Fatimah said yes...Assalamallaikum..."
I took the money my mother gave me and I kissed my mother's hand, saying goodbye...
"Waalaikummussallam.be careful, son..."
I walked away from my house waving to my mother...
My house is no longer visible but I still have to keep walking to the intersection of my alley to be able to ride the angkot...After walking for 10 minutes I finally reached the intersection...I sat for a moment on a stone bench located across the intersection of my alley precisely in front of a stall...After 5 minutes of waiting, finally the angkot came...I climbed the angkot...For 15 minutes I sat watching the road...I don't feel like I've finally reached my destination...I got off the angkot and walked a little to reach my school district...
I looked at the school gate...SMA Negeri 1 Spear End...I breathe deeply because I am happy...I was silent for a moment and then I walked back to my new school...I got to 45 minutes before the school bell rang...
While waiting for the school bell to ring I sat down - sitting on one of the benches available along the school corridor...I read a book for a while, until my school bell rang...I took my hat, put my bag neatly, then I went to the ceremonial court to march before the flag ceremony...
There was a frenzy of new students looking for rows according to the predetermined class...I got class X IPS 1 which is locally located on the 2nd floor of building A which is south of the ceremonial field...
After the class split was finished, we were disbanded and told to return to our respective classes...Instantly the field was again filled with frenzied students who were busy looking for his class, including me...
I took my bag and then I walked towards my classroom...On the way I met Mela, my Elementary School friend and Dania, my Junior High School friend...I talked to them for a while, after which we split up...Mela entered class X IPS 7 and Dania entered class X IPA 4...
I continued walking until I was in Building A...I climbed the stairs to my class...I entered my class and took a bench...I sat in the front left corner...
Here I am not in class with my Junior High School friends or my SD friends...But I made a new friend...While waiting for the teacher, I chatted with my new friends...There's Mila, Sekar, Retno, Farhan, and Tommy...
We talked until our teacher arrived...He is our homeroom teacher, Ms. Ema...We start the class with introductions, rule readings, and class selection...As a result of the agreement, I was elected class secretary...
After that we all chatted and exchanged stories and experiences until the time of Ms. Ema's lesson was over...Ms. Ema ended the class and left our class...
The second lesson hour came in, we did the same thing as before.Increasing, doing contract learning, paraturan reading, and sharing stories...That's what we do until the break bell rings...
The teachers went out and left the class followed by the students who came out to rest...I walked out of my class and looked at the students who started scattering around the school...
I came down accompanied by Mila and Sekar...But because of the fact that the students were scrambling down, I lost both my friends because I was being pushed by the other students...
I arrived at the 1st floor of my classroom building...But no matter what I thought, my head felt heavy wanting to look to the left precisely towards the corridor from building B...
I looked closely at the corridor of Building B...From a distance I found a view that felt familiar to me...Seen by me two men embrace each other shoulder to walk towards the corridor of building A...
Tu.wait...It is fitting that I feel no stranger.2 The man is one of my 5 best friends in Junior High...They were the same - just as tall, only one of them both had a thin body...
The one on the left has an ideal height, muscular tone, black hair with a hair hemisphere right in the middle of the head, has dark brown eyes with black eyebrows and is quite thick...His eyes looked cold and stiff but he was actually a good, loyal, and nice person to talk to...
He was Lucas Putra Purnama Salih, the most loyal conversation partner...Lucas was the son of the head of the royal guard of Ripple, Salih Ardiansyah...Lucas himself is also a royal bodyguard, precisely the personal bodyguard of the Crown Prince of Ripple Kingdom...He said that he had been taking bodyguard academy training since he was 12 years old and that was of his own accord...
Next to Lucas, walked a tall thin man, his hair was dark brown with his left hemisphere, his eyes were bright brown with brownish-black eyebrows...His eyes were sharp but friendly...His face when depicted in more detail will be difficult, because he has a face that is more handsome than Lucas...
He was Sri Sultan Aliansyah Qasim...He was the star in my school long ago because he had a handsome face, a gentle heart, and a brilliant brain...He is a person who is cheerful, innocent but clever, friendly, kind, forgiving, meek, smart, cool to be invited to chat whether it's casual talks or serious talks, and the person is cool to joke...
Many women fell in love with him, but because the Sultan was a religious man as well, the Sultan always kept himself and his distance from the girls, he resolutely refused to come into contact with women unless it was a very forced condition...
Actually I was silent - silent already liked Sultan only I tried to suppress my feelings for him...The reason I like the Sultan is because of the beauty of his diamond-like heart, to me, he has a "Diamond Heart"...
Well.the name is love yes.although I have become his best friend Sultan, but still I can not lie to my feelings...I stayed tight when I was around him...I often salting if I arrive to see the Sultan...
As it is happening right now...My feet felt petrified, I could only be fixated on seeing the Sultan and Lucas walking closer and closer to the corridor I was standing in...
I was stunned for a moment and then I panicked as they got closer, I wasn't ready to meet them...I panicked and turned my body away...I'm looking for the nearest class and I just go in...My heart was pounding - a debate because I entered just moments before the Sultan and Lucas passed...
I thought they didn't realize my whereabouts and would just pass by...But it turns out...The Sultan suddenly stopped followed by Lucas who looked at his best friend...My heart beat faster as the Sultan began to look back and toward the class I belonged to...
No Sultan, Lucas.don't come here yet.I'm not ready to meet you guys.I'm not ready to meet you, Sultan, the silent man...please go.I thought in my heart...
But something unexpected happened...Lucas suddenly turned his body towards this class...I was tense for fear that Lucas would invite the Sultan into this class...
I deg - degan...Oh my God.no.. I beg you...
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