Festive Collection

EPS 80'S. FIRST LOVE

First love. Everyone has their own story about their first love. Some end beautifully but some end miserably. Similarly to me, I have a story about the first love that I will never forget in my entire life. And I'll remember it as a lesson. That love will not always end in accordance with the expectations of what we ask.

Today is my first day in High School. With a gray skirt the white top makes me even more proud that I've become a little bit of an adult. I'm Michelen. Or commonly called Elen. I'm a very thin girl, with glasses, shoulder-length hair, not so pretty, but mom says that I'm the prettiest kid in the world. Sure enough the mother said it like that because the truth is I am the only child, yes I am an only child born from a simple family.

“mom, today I leave for school huh. Doain I'm good yes bu.” I pulled my bag and immediately rushed on the motorbike to get my father to school. O Allah, send it out today. I've officially worn the gray uniform, hopefully I'm given fluency in all the lessons until I can finish my High School education well, and I hope I am met by a good friend and can be friends with me until graduation.

Today was so bright, I followed the flag ceremony. The headmaster made a long speech and said welcome to us. Then suddenly I saw a man on a PMR stretcher and was taken to the UKS. “It turns out a man can faint as well ya” I said inwardly.

It did not feel like 45 minutes had passed, the ceremony had been completed and we were allowed to return to our respective classes. Very relieved after the ceremony is over. “hai, introduce, I'm Anita, just call Nita. I happened to put a bag next to you, and we were on one table. That means we're gonna be my friends. What's your name?” waah is very beautiful, nose pointed, hair thick long and straight, his lips red blush, his cheeks concave, his body proportional, unlike me who is thin, Oh really perfect creation of this one God. “Oh yes, I'm Michelen, just call me Elen. It's nice to meet you. May we be good friends yes.” I opened my bag and pulled out some blank textbooks to cover up my misdeeds. I finally have a friend too. May our friendship become more and more familiar by the day. Aamiins.

It's been a month I've been familiar with playing with Anita, she's a very nice girl. And we started to feel the click of each other. exchanged stories and many similarities that we have, ranging from favorite food, green banana ice in front of school that became a mandatory drink after school, starting from school, favorite novel, and favorite color is Purple. There are some school equipment that we have the same, ranging from a purple ruler, a purple pen, a purple eraser, and a purple pencil case. Even in class we were called purple twins.

In the end there is a day where we are required to choose extracurriculars that match our interests and talents. I felt I didn't have any talent, because my goal was to become a doctor. I decided to choose the Juvenile Red Cross extracurricular. I was hoping that by becoming a little doctor at school, I could get me to the real doctor's gate. Anita chooses to follow the extracurricular of Nature Lovers. In fact, there is something that distinguishes us a little bit, that Anita likes something that smells of adrenaline, I tend to be afraid of it.

The Red Cross, or PMR. Pleasant exes, I can learn a lot about medical science, how to give first aid, handle minor accidents to severe accidents. I made a lot of friends, from upperclassmen to fellow class X.

Tomorrow monday I start guarding the UKS room, for the first time I stand guard during the ceremony. “kak ade, already come, get ice water. fast Elen!” sinta immediately gave a seat to my upperclassman named Ade. I picked it up and gave it to Sinta's sister, and I panicked a little, for the first time I saw that much blood coming out of someone's nose. “Rileks kak, do not panic, sis Ade is now in UKS, so calm yes kak.” Sinta showed her empathy. I just fell silent not much to say, coincidentally today my schedule to be an assistant of Sinta's sister. His name is Ade's sister, I saw in Ade Surya's name plate. His body was thin, his skin color was mature, his face was sweet, and his lips were deathly pale.

“kak, this is drinking water first kak.” I gave a glass of water to Brother Ade. “thank you Michelen”. He read my name. “Call me Elen brother. Hope you get better soon, brother. So you can join the lesson later.” I left Ade's sister, and went back to help Sinta to help other UKS patients.

“He's his name is Ade, he often goes to UKS. You could say he was one of the subscription students who entered the UKS at the time of the ceremony. She was a class XII IPS, including a group of wayward children at school, but if exposed to heat or soybeans a little surely if not nosebleed or fainting. His son was kind, although he was wayward, but he was never included in the list of students who were affected by the case. I love to look at him when he's nosebleed or passed out, often I handle it. Brother Ade... ah, I do not have the heart to tell it again” I saw in the story it seems Sinta's brother is quite familiar with Ade's brother. Maybe because time often brings them together. But, whatever it is, I don't pay much heed to it, let Brother Ade be part of Sinta's story.

The day passed so quickly. Tomorrow it's time for me to go back to school and meet with a boring ceremony schedule. It just so happens that tomorrow I am not on duty in the UKS, so inevitably I have to attend a ceremony in the field. Suddenly my phone rang, it turns out there is a phone from Anita, “Elen, tomorrow do not forget to bring a hat, either a Math repetition, do not forget to learn ya”. “oh okay, no, thanks Anita has been reminded”. Anita has been the best friend in all of my history. In the past when Junior High I did have a friend, but not as concerned as this.

“Kak Ade, calm brother, sister is already in UKS. This is the water in the drink first, I brought the medicine brother Ade, I took it in the pocket of the clothes Ade.” Sinta gave the medicine to Ade's sister, and very visible sincerity Anita to take care of Ade's sister. I was just stunned to see Ade and Sinta's sister. “Elen, take care of brother Ade first yes. I want to help Brother Roni first”. “baik kak”. Sinta immediately left me and Ade in the UKS room.

“hey you, Elen. Thanks, I helped you earlier. What class are you?” brother Ade pulled the blanket until it covered up to the chest. “Sama-sama brother, I am class 10C”. “what is your absence number? Must be ahead. Uh middle yes, because your name is the first letter M”. Ade tried to melt the atmosphere, in my heart said, he could invite me to talk after fainting. Is it common to experience it to the extent that it was as if the incident just now was nothing. “no absent me 21 feet. Brother Ade, I live first yes, if you need my help, you can just call me. I'm in the front room”. “Oke, I'll call you later if I need help.” I left Ade's sister. As if there is something strange, what pain actually suffered Brother Ade.

Three months already I have never seen Brother Ade, already 12 times I missed the ceremony without Ade either in the UKS even school environment. Usually he is the mascot of the UKS patient. This time the position no longer exists. I wondered in my heart, wanting to ask Sinta but I was afraid I would like her. Until one day I opened the locker after the sports lesson was over. There's a letter lying in my locker. I opened the letter slowly, and I read it carefully.

Dear Michelen, please,

How are you doing there? Not much I want to say to you, I just want to thank you for helping me 2 times. It may be strange, but it is true. The feeling of liking you is a reality that I cannot deny. I liked you from the beginning I saw you. Although we only talked 2 times, but for me it was more than enough than I expected. Michelen, I had read a poem by W. S. Rendra before his departure from the world, and there are some good poems that I like in the section “Yes Allah, but every day I say, I say, my life and death are for worship.. When heaven and earth unite, disaster and luck are the same.”

Goodbye Elen, may we be reunited by Him next time.

Greetings, greetings,

Ade Surya's.

I trembled reading it, as if this world had collapsed instantly. I can't feel the tears I can't hold back. Why do I cry, when in fact I do not have any feelings. Is this what you call love? I thought about it and when I lost it it hurt like the world was shaking.

I immediately went running towards Sinta's senior class. Without saying anything Sinta immediately came with a letter with the same envelope and said to me, “Kak Ade has liver cancer, and has been called back by God. Brother Ade, tell me to take care of you. Elen, brother Ade likes you from the beginning he saw you. Sorry I never told you before”. I can say nothing but cry and can only remember a brief conversation with Ade. First Love.