GIRL UNDER THE MOON

light in the meeting

back plash. 11/11/2011. pandeglang.

earthy morning, the soft rays of the sun can disturb the calmness of the dew that resides on the leaves.The sound of the cock crowing gives a signal to signal the day will soon begin.

a young man who crawled into adulthood, still kept his innocent smile, there was still a loose laugh and liked to act wildly.yes, that's me. "dandu"

if anyone asks "are I happy?" of course I would say "there is no reason to be sad that day"

yes, it was Sunday, the day that brought me to the meeting, and also the opening day of my story with meera.

the day is dated 11. the 11th month or can be called the month of November, a month that is synonymous with the rainy season.but grateful for the grace of the day the weather is very sunny, very bright, and the weather is very, though the rain came down very heavily.one more that complements the year 2011, a very sacred lift, only happens once in a lifetime.

in that year, I just stepped on at the age of 19thn. can be imagined, that age is a golden age for teenagers. where teenagers like to have a series of high ideals and a myriad of expectations.

that year was also the second year, I became a successful unemployed person. "successful doing nothing!" it was caused by the lack of economy in the family, so that after graduating high school I did not continue to higher universities

I'm not a person who falls in love easily, nor is it a person who easily changes the taste, if a name is written on the chest, it's difficult to remove it.

I'm a typical person who refuses to be restrained, and is reluctant to be ordered, which is why I don't apply for a job in a factory like my father, or other work devoted to foreigners.

again I say, that day was very special.that day made the wedding reception took place.that is the wedding of my cousin named ilham. and my cousin named meera risma.

naturally, as a good cousin, I definitely attended and attended the event.the event held in the courtyard of the bride's house {risma} is located in the new coral, carita sub-district, pandeglang district. although it covers one area with me, it takes about 1 hour to get to the destination.

at that time, it may be inspiration and risma that became the king and queen, but do not forget the meera, which became the light in the moment.

after the kabul ijab spoken, it was legalized by witnesses, and a series of trinkets that became a tradition in the past. a teenager with front hair covering the eel, and back hair up to the shoulders. sitting on the back row bench.he was wearing a batik shirt with short sleeves, white with black flower motif. with five male friends who are the same age and fate. well that's me, danu.

that's the reason I and my friends prefer to sit in the back, just to avoid babbling or insinuating insinuations. "when is it!" "where's the candidate?" blah blah blah and so on. For singles, such babble, very haunted to listen to.

me and my five friends who sit at one table, like teenagers in general, do surveillance on teenage girls who come to that place.every time there is a girl who comes, rancid comments like to come out of their mouths. "less beautiful" "too ugly" and various others.gk realize, what are we ourselves like?" pake corrects the look of everyone else.

on one occasion, there came a woman who was able to silence our mouths.we just fell silent to watch it with a slightly gaping mouth. "waw" a pair of eyes as if unwilling to blink, following where he stepped. I'm sure, it's been hundreds of people in magic with his smile.

that was meera. The first time, God brings together.meetings are the beginning in the process of learning to find.

she came wearing a white robe decorated with pink flowers, her hijab dress was also pink, following the structure of her dress. I was not very familiar with the type of dress and hijab she was wearing, she said, I only remember the bright colors, not only that, he also brought a sling bag and a camera hanging from his neck, but unfortunately he came with a man.

back then, what I had in mind was that she was very charming, no matter who she came from.

one of my friends asked. "nu-how?" he asked seriously.I just pointed my thumb as a sign of good to respond to him. As I said, he was the light of the day.I don't know why when he came, like bring happiness. he came here I was happy.

I don't judge her by her beauty! it was very relative.there was something God put in my heart, along with his arrival . We six, like mothers who come every morning to the vegetable place, gossip. meera as the topic.

in front there, precisely there the bride. almost all the extended family I went up on stage. to do a photo together. the inspiration felt there was less, but, by not joining me. Inspiration also calls me to take photos together.

I thought, how is it possible to take a photo together, while the atmosphere of the stage is already fully filled, so I undo the intention to take a photo together, and wait another turn. the inspiration kept forcing me to go up and capture the moment with the family. With his insinuation he said. "want you. in the scribble of the family book?" I don't care because the situation is not possible.

some time, the presence of meera was not seen. now he returned, carrying a camera, as well as acting as a free wedding photo.in that year, especially in the village, the city area, very rarely people who have a digital camera, maybe only a certain number of people who have it.

the atmosphere on stage was ready for the shoot, but not with the photographer.I who happened to pay attention, saw meera was having trouble operating the camera she was carrying.I guess, the camera was not hers.

I became the most naive person who immediately looked for any way to have a dialogue with him.

"do you need help?" ajuku offered him.he turned his head quickly, gave a little spoiled smile.good, he did not have a sense of prestige, so aware of his incompetence. "indeed you can?"

cold sweat began to feel enveloped, a tight beat in the heart began gk koruan. "could be bengga! I'll try for you."

with a nod he thrust his camera "yes!"

to my five friends suddenly splash in the back, seeing my closeness with meera. I took the camera from his hand. a digital camera coolpix p700 nikon production. although I come from a family less able, although I came from a family less able, but I'm a little lucky to be surrounded by friends from family who are. So I'm not so clumsy with this kind of thing.that's the benefit of hanging out with rich people.

I showed the menu that was available in the camera, and told the way and how one by one. I gave an example by taking a picture of the inspiration and the family. I think meera already understood, and returned the camera back.when I was about to leave it, do not forget to whisper something in his ear "if you need help! I'm behind you!" he smiled, with a made-up smile.

I don't want to get away from him, just watch from behind. The radiance of the light seemed to cover the spaces of the world, and was only focused on being in its lines.

"do you like him?" suddenly said a middle-aged man beside me. Suddenly I turned quickly towards him.

"do you know what his name is?" tanyanya swing. I shake my head, because it does not know. "want to know what his name is?" I nodded my head without making a sound.

"need you know, she is a female figure with a strong stance! once said yes yes! not once yes no!" the man seemed to remind.

I think the middle-aged man knew meera so closely that he knew her nature, and I did not understand what she meant to me.

"and I suggest! better not know him!" those words, very contrary to my wishes. I don't think it's a suggestion, but a ban. I'm really made to not understand the meaning of his words, which prevents me from approaching meera. I wonder to myself. "who he is, indeed, regulating people's rights! I am a person who does not like to be on the bridle. His words that constantly make me uncomfortable, I decided to stay away from him.

When I stood about to leave her, she held my hand. "she is meera! once you know him, you will forever know him!" he said. Then he left me. His last words were enough to make my hair goosebumps. "what does he mean?" I kept him from leaving, because he left me first.

I had a moment to think about his words.The man seemed to know, with my desire towards meera. But I had no reason to obey his words.I had a moment to remember, I remembered, the man mentioned that the woman was named meera. I became curious and wanted to find the truth. deliberately I shouted to call her name. "me~ra~." not only meera who turned her head towards me, but also to meera, but almost everyone.

from the top of the bride's layover, the inspiration called me. "nuu, here, a photo together!" invite him with a hand waving. I immediately went up on stage, to meet his wishes.

while on stage, many screams from my friends saw. "nu, who wears a pink veil, don't get to winarin.!" the behavior they showed me was a little embarrassing.

I faced the inspiration, he pulled me. put his mouth close to his ear, then whispered something that sounded out. "did you put the envelope in the box?" the sound of his whispers quipped. Incidentally, I did not prepare for it.

not danu his name, if I can't sneles. I fight cock-soan, I answer loudly. "ham, if you use the envelope, the impression wants to be seen, it's called ria." I shake the palm. "I'm not that kind of person.try it, check your bank account!"

"why?" ask the curious inspiration. "you are the condition directly via transfer?" as if I believed my words.

firmly I replied. "well ng-ga is. people I don't have atm." he patted me on the shoulder upset. "fucking loh. transfer ng-ga, now also ng-no." really excited said, he said, until all made cocksucker.

"suttt" I closed the index finger in the mouth. "don't unload the secrets of the donk company." it's my turn to whisper to him. "ham, I want to be in the photo, same photographer!" he who was shocked even patted my ass. "iih, don't mess around." he whispered again with his joke. "mishe choose like bro." ''ha-ha-ha." We laughed at that. his wife was confused.

meera, who was a frewed photo, was made to wait, then asked. "so in the photo gk nih?" ask her hard.

I don't know where the shame in me at that time, to dare to respond. "want, but it wants the same you!"

he threw a slight smile at it, perhaps feeling disgusted. "don't be weird!" ilham.

I slightly went forward, calling meera, to get closer.It was fortunate that she did not reject it and brought myself closer to me. "what?" ketus tanyanya.

"i was helping you! it is your turn to help me!"

"help what?" ask meera. "it's up here!" I called one of my friends who was called dawn. "tell here jar!" the dawn came straight at me. "what's the matter?" I took the camera from meera's hand by force, then gave it to dawn. confused the dawn asked "what for?" "now you're photographing the cave yah!" tell him without rejecting the dawn.

it's just, there's a little rejection from meera. "what the hell! ngak ngak. I don't want to ah!"

"hhh. remember, I helped you! if I help you, you must be confused!"

"so guys, it's really hot!"

"there's no tolerance, the poke has to go up."

by force, meera willing to follow my will. while waiting for meera to go up, I whispered in the ear of the dawn "in the long time ajar! let me be with meera for a long time!" "can be set!" answer the dawn.

Meera is with me on stage. What I expected, I was next to him when the photo came out, but meera chose to stand beside the risma, a distance away from me. Of course it's not ideal. I moved and stood beside Meera. Meera was about to go back, but I held her back, in order to stay by my side.

"ready jar?" ask me spirit. the farar nodded. I helped her with a hand, to look like a lover, she tried to let go, but it failed, because I was too strong to hold her back. "what the hell is this?" tanyanya sewot's.

"hush still! this is just a proof, that I'm no longer single."

"i mean, by confessing that I'm your boyfriend?" sewot's loud

"already, don't pretend, admit it, that I'm your girlfriend!"

"didih. gk tau shameful!"

many times I held her hand, but she always let go. to the extent that, I held her too tightly, making her feel pain. "aww. pain tau!"

"oh sory-sory!" say sorry while stroking his hand. "so much fashion!" insinuations.

that day, out of nowhere the devil entered my body.I became a shameless person, but I liked it. Until finally, I was, the dawn managed to take the moment meera and meera who were holding hands.

when it was done, meera and I hurried down, to snatch the camera from the hand of the dawn.meera intended to remove it, while I insisted on maintaining.the dawn handed the camera to meera. The camera was in his hand, as fast as lightning I snatched from him. often he made it clear that the camera was returned to him. while the party atmosphere suddenly stormed by my behavior and meera. risma's parents broke us. Meerap silent with an asem face.

I opened the photo, then berasbih "subhanallah" "charmed well see my beauty?" sahut meera responded. "don't go to the pedean!" sindirku. "have I done! until someone is ready, maksa, want to take a picture with me."

"recently this time, I saw the results of a photo of my own face.it turned out to be a matter of fact." "so nice yah!"

"is there a mirror in the house?" satirical with a trivial face. "kalo feel handsome, gk maybe a single dong?" continued.

"heh heh heh." I approached him to emphasize. "because you know well! I'm single, that doesn't mean no girl wants to be with me, but I refuse them to be my girlfriend!"

"alah~ admit it, don't be shy!" "here is the camera!"

"you have sat down, let me do it!" my door.

"what does that mean, you like me?" again he insinuated me.

"remember, there will also be you who like me!"

"don't be afraid! or not, this is your way to attract my sympathies, so that later you like rowdy with you? "remember, don't ngarep!"

actually, I did not intend to draw sympathy from him, I was just looking for an opportunity, to get to know him more closely.