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MOVE ON

"However we are, sad, happy, time never stops waiting. Time goes on." - Tere Liye.

1 week later.

I saw a wall clock that showed three o'clock in the morning, from last night I could not close my eyes, as hard as I tried to keep it I could not. I decided to change my nightgown and take a rose on my desk.

I put my foot out of the Panti, I want to take off my miss to him. The quiet funeral in the dark morning, I walked slowly to her resting place, for some reason there was no fear of me at all because of loneliness, she said, the silence and darkness of this Public Burial Ground, all lost my longing for him.

"Hello Ndra, I'm coming again." I placed a red rose stalk near the tombstone bearing his name. "I miss Ndra, I miss you so much, today is your Favorite Basketball Team Ndra, I plan to watch it this afternoon." My words and the atmosphere of the Cemetery remained silent, then I cried until it was crowded.

In the afternoon I went to one of the malls in Jakarta, there was a Basketball match in the mall with the Wolfs Team that will compete this afternoon, he said, I watched a little bit away from that Field 3 on 3, the audience shouted boisterously as the Wolfs Team managed to score on the Scoreboard, I was thinking maybe Indra would feel the same euphoria if she were here.

I bowed my head, holding my cry. "Sarah right?" The voice of someone beside me, I immediately looked at my head and saw the Man in basketball clothes that was soaked in sweat. Prasetyo Galang. I left without saying anything.

2 weeks later.

I put another rose and threw away the withered rose the week before I put it there. "I still miss you Ndra, should I give up on my feelings Ndra? As long as the feeling can be changed as easily as turning the palm of the hand, I will definitely do it immediately." I said, this time there was no crying.

In the afternoon, I went to one of the Sports Centers where there was Wolfs Team basketball training there, I sat on one of the spectators' benches watching them play with the red round ball. For about 45 minutes I sat down, I decided to go back to Panti.

"Hello Sarah." The voice of the man I was beginning to recognize with that voice. As I was about to step away leaving her, she held my hand making me look at her right away. "Sorry." He said and immediately released his hand. "Hmm, are you alone? May I know where your boyfriend is?" He asked, I didn't answer and left again.

1 month later.

I tried to catch up on some of my abandonment in my lessons and grades for not being able to concentrate well, every hour of rest or free time, I went to see my teachers to ask questions that I did not understand.

Every week I still come to Indra Cemetery, maybe little by little I start to be able to reduce the pain in my heart, I try to move forward and get better, he said, not only for myself but also for Indra, Ibu Aisyah and My Sisters in Panti.

Every week I watch the Wolfs Team play basketball either in a game or in regular practice, I felt like I had to always do this to represent Indra who could not watch his beloved Basketball Team play, and Galang Prasetyo every week also tried to get closer to me, but I always refused. And he also knew about Indra's situation.

3 months later.

In these few weeks too, every Sunday when I went to Indra Cemetery, there were new flowers that were not just from me, I thought there might be Edgar, Alisha or even Indra Family who come to visit Indra Cemetery. Galang was still trying to get close to me and take me on a walk with him after they had done their training or basketball games, and I always turned him down.

6 months later.

My Semester Middle Report got the highest grade in my Class and one School, I got an additional scholarship from the School because of my satisfactory academic value and also my activeness to be Chairman of Osis in the School.

In this 6 months also, Ms. Aisyah received a Warning Letter from Angkasa Pratama, will be delayed in paying her debt and that does not include the interest from the debt. I sincerely gave my scholarship money to Mother Aisyah to ease her burden.

"Son't you sure? It's all your own business." Said Mother Aisyah who was sitting limp on the chair by holding a letter from Angkasa Pratama. " Sarah believes Ma'am, it's all for Mom, and Sarah will try again to find more to cover Mom's debts." I said softly, I just hope Angkasa Pratama does not do something that will hurt Mother Aisyah or My Sisters in Panti.

Increasingly, every time I visit Indra Cemetery, my heart is not as sad as it used to be, because I feel proud of my achievements during these 6 months, I am proud because thanks to him I can do all this. "Are you proud, Ndra? If you're here for sure you'll always wipe my head and say My darling turned out great too, not an innocent girl anymore." I said by holding the tombstone of his name.

I still can't open my heart, either I don't know, I'm afraid this will hurt Indra's feelings, or I feel like I'm cheating on her boyfriend. I just wish maybe time would explain everything.

1 year later.

I became the Best Champion at XYZ High School because my values can be said to be almost perfect, many Scholarship offers for me to continue my education at the University whether it is a domestic or Foreign offer, he said, but I have not yet decided which university to choose.

Alisha and Edgar have graduated from their High School education, I am happy to see Indra's two best friends, every time I see them I feel the presence of Indra among them, who will probably join his friends in celebrating their graduation.

"Sha, Gar congratulations." I congratulate them both. "Thank you Sar." Alisha hugged me and Edgar hugged us too. "I miss him." Edgar said that made us cry sadly in the arms of the three of us.

One by one all things related to Indra began to leave me, including these best friends, they plan to continue their education Abroad at the same University they had planned with Indra as well.

My heart still feels the pain of losing Indra, I don't know until when this will happen to me, I just don't want the memories with Indra to be lost to me, let these memories merge with the time that goes on in my life.

SERIATE.