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'NOT WANT ME' (AMI)
As usual day, it's Ami's time to go to the dance studio, practice wayang people. And Ami is ready to go with her beautiful and simple appearance.
When he left the house while guiding his bicycle, Ami was in the field of Nuno. Nuno rode his motorcycle covering the road Ami was going to get out of the house. Ami had guessed because since from the inside, ami had heard the noise of the nuno motor.
"You want to go to sanggar?" Ask Nuno without saying anything.
"Yes, my mom." Answer Ami.
"Give back your bike, I'll take you there's need to be the same Mr. Kabul" Nuno told Ami, who was answered with a nod by the girl.
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The spirit of the dance sanggar atmosphere, can not warm the aura in a room right behind it. The room measuring 3 X 5 m2 was silent after Nuno conveyed his future intentions.
"So you won't dance anymore, will Mi?" Ask Mr. Kabul, looking at Ami sharply.
Ami who had just been silent, gasped in shock at the question of the guidance teacher as well as the owner of the dance studio and wayang people in the place where he worked. Ami tried to wake up from her shock.
"I-iya sir, mas Nuno has proposed to me. I have to obey what mas Nuno said..." Replied Ami, a little doubtful.
Nuno, who was sitting next to Ami, squeezed his hand slowly in his hand. Cold sweat felt in his grasp.He knew, Ami was shocked and nervous by what he said to his teacher.
Nuno accidentally doesn't tell Ami if he stops Ami on stage. If told, obviously Ami will refuse. And he doesn't want rejection.
"I will take full responsibility for Ami from now on, sir. Please have your blessing and support it." Say Nuno while commenting on a smile.
Mr. Kabul stared intensely at the two people in front of him, looking at Ami's face which was only down while biting his lips. Staring at Nuno, take turns. Then exhaled heavily, while standing in the footsteps of Nuno and Ami.
"Alright, if this is your will. I can't help it, even though it's very dear. Your salary this month, I'll leave it to your brother. If you want to go back, the door is always open. I can only wish you well, and don't forget your wedding invitations." Said Mr. kabul with a smile.
"Thank you, sir." said Nuno as he reached out the palm of the hand held by Mr. Kabul. Then facing Ami.
"You talk to Master first, I wait in front" Nuno told Ami, who was nodding in agreement. With a quick nod to Kabul, Nuno walked out of the office.
Silent a moment after leaving Nuno, Ami just looked down and did not know what to say. His heart ached when he heard Nuno ask permission for Ami's resignation, without any deliberation. The tears that had been held since, finally fell unstoppable.
Ami just held back the cry until as much as she pleased, tears unceasingly flowed down. Shirt shabby Mr. Kabul until wet on the chest attached to the face of Ami.
"Here, don't cry anymore. I know you're hard to let go, but your soul mate is more important now. Follow what he says, however he's a potential head of the family. If you miss, you are still here ready to welcome you. May you be happy, yes"
Mr. Kabul said to Ami while patting slowly on Ami's back which was still shaking. It was as if there was a rock on his chest, but he could stand it. Not wanting to see his student who was about to leave was getting sadder.
After being able to control herself, Ami stepped back slowly withdrawing while wiping away her tears. After breaking his open, Mr. Kabul looked at Ami and pulled both corners of his lips.
The two stared at each other with smiles. Then Ami reached out with his right hand, taking the palm of Mr. Kabul that was stretched out to Ami. Ami put the back of Pak kabul's hand on his forehead.
"Ami pamit, sir. May you always be healthy and live a long life." Pamit Ami with a slightly raucous voice.
"Yes, nduk. Take good care of yourself." Pak Kabul's message to Ami while patting Ami's shoulder gently. Then with a heavy weight, Amipun stepped away.
With reddened eyes, the middle-aged man stared at the departure of his best disciple. Many memories had been etched into the memories, making his chest grow claustrophobic. Not felt, tears fell from his closed eyes.
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