High School Autobiography

CHAPTER 4: ERIL AUTOBIOGRAPHY

I am Erilia, familiarly called Eril, I was born in a family full of cheerfulness, so obviously I am happy.

I have a younger brother, named Ahada but we rarely chat, play too rarely.

My papa mama is a disciplined parent, no matter what happens we must always be on time, but, my papa mama is a good person.

We have a neighbor of a respectable person, a mayor, but what interests me is the mayor's son, Fihan.

Almost every day I go out of the house just to see the man, the reason is, around my house only Fihan children who are the same age as me, the rest of the children are teenagers, adults and old.

Although we were neighbors, but I did not dare to visit his house, the problem was that I was a shy girl, not only that, her family were distinguished people.

For that reason, I could only look out from the gate of his house, hoping to see Fihan from afar, sometimes he was with his mother in the park, sometimes he was with his father, sometimes he was alone, sometimes he was alone, and I kept looking at him from the outside, whether he saw me or not, obviously, I was always happy.

One day after the eleventh anniversary of Fihan, his parents gave thanks, in their stately home, obviously, I was invited there, and I took my mother to the event.

This was my first chance to get to know him.

The event was very festive, I did not expect a lot of children who came, even though I know, Fihan is rarely seen playing with children.

The birthday event is a bit strange, here there is no music or singing, it looks like a lecture, maybe because the mother of Fihan is a ustazah, so the event is more religious, the event is more important, rather than a culture of debauchery.

But even so, Fihan seemed happy, one thing that attracted me from his mother Fihan, that his mother was the only veiled woman on the show, she said, even he was wearing glasses with bright red glass, his clothes were all black and covered all his limbs, but, my papa said, whoever looks into the eyes of Fuhan's mother, will definitely fall in love, despite not seeing her face, my papa might be, but, as far as I know, Fihan's mother never took off her glasses when outside the house.

The mayor himself was not present because he was busy, his own event was just eating and one of the most exciting things was the existence of a prize game, obviously because I was shy, many games that I missed, he said, my mother always asked me to support me in participating.

But I'm grateful I didn't play, because, uh, Fihan and Fuhan's mom came up to us, which is what I was hoping, to be able to talk to Fihan.

“Ayo... play... don't be shy..”.

Jesus, I was so shocked by the voice of Fuhan's mother, her voice was deep and firm, Fuhan standing beside her mother looking at me with a cold face.

I smiled at him, but Fuhan looked away, and my mother talked to Fuhan's mother instead.

Mother Fihan had given me an envelope with money, I took it with a thank you, while shuffling behind my mother, because I was ashamed.

And to stay safe, I put my envelope in my skirt pocket.

Then my mother went with Fuhan's mother to the parents at the back, telling me to play with Fuhan and the others, while the parents watched from behind.

In the courtyard of this Fihan house, we had fun, but, that sentence was more suitable for the other children, because, me and Fihan just stood looking at the children playing.

“You didn't play?”

For the first time, he spoke to me, until I was stunned to look at him for a few seconds.

I'm happy, but, very embarrassed and scared, I'm afraid of being mispronounced, because he's part of a respectable family.

“A-I don't want to..”

My strange words actually made Fihan look at me astonished, I even became nervous.

“Yes, why don't you want to play?”

Fihan wants to know why I don't play.

“I... want to play with you..”.

My frank and silly words made him walk away from me, I don't know why he stepped away.

Did I say it wrong? Does he not like me? Or did I hurt her feelings?

I could only stand with my head down regretfully, because, I had hurt his feelings, although it sounded strange, there were people who were injured just because someone invited him to play.

“Let's go to the park..”

Suddenly I was surprised to hear Fuhan's invitation, I thought he hated me, or did not want to play with me, but in fact I was wrong.

So I hurriedly ran after Fihan with a look of embarrassment.

We arrived at the flower garden, which he said was his mother's garden, we just sat in a long chair looking at the colorful flowers without knowing the names of the flowers, except for Fihan, he seemed to know all kinds of flowers here, which obviously we just sat without talking.

I sat down swinging my legs forward and back, trying to make myself feel comfortable, because, I was getting bored, from now on, just shut up and shut up, what else was Fihan, what was it, he was like a statue, without any movement, he was so enjoying the peaceful atmosphere in the garden of this house.

Indeed, this park is a bit far from the supervision of parents, but, it can still be monitored.

“Which flowers do you like the most?”

Obviously I asked, because I was saturated and Fihan did not speak at all, but, he seemed comforted just by looking at the flowers.

'Crazy he does like it, his eyes do not blink when staring at flowers, it turns out there are yes, humans who are entertained without being saturated just by staring at flowers' I whispered in my heart.

“Yellow Lily flowers are my favorite flower, my mother said it is a symbol of happiness, and every mother asks about my feelings when near her, I definitely answer, yellow Lily flowers, yellow Lily flowers.”

Fihan's explanation, which he said with a smile and style of speech, was very affirming happiness and love for the mother who was so deep.

I just smiled and just got a beard.

From then on, I started to dare to visit the house of Fihan, my shame somehow dimmed when near him.

Fihan and I were always in the garden of his house, sitting in a chair, looking at the flowers.

Surprisingly, I was once shy and quiet, now, even turned chatty, but, I was only chatty when alone with Fihan only.

Fihan always told the history of the flowers in his garden, he memorized all the history of the flowers here, whether true or false, which I obviously liked when he started talking, he said, she really looked charming as she explained the history of the flowers, until I began to admire her, the smile that rose on her sweet face, making my eyes tirelessly look at her.

He would smile until he showed his white teeth when explaining the red Lily flower, he would smile knot if explaining the white Liliy flower, he would smile thinly if he explained the yellow Lily flower, he would smile thinly if he explained the yellow Lily flower, and he would be serious if he explained the orange Lily flower.

It turned out that the moments with him were fun, however, all the preoccupation would be lost, if we saw the parents of Fihan quarreling in front of his house, he said, even I had to go home because I was so afraid of his father when he was fighting.

And Fihan always didn't like it when I left, sometimes he forced me to stay, but I kept going, sometimes he held my hand, but, I also left.

Until one day, we were back in the garden chair, but this time, we were sitting with Fuhan's mother, she was sitting in our midst, her white gloved hands were embracing our shoulders.

Her motherly aura craze was very thick at that time, her perfume was as fragrant as jasmine flowers, and I felt very comfortable near her.

His appearance was still as eccentric as the occasion of Fihan's birthday, red glasses were still attached to close his eyes, in fact, there were jasmine flowers that adorned his hooded head beautifully.

“You guys... like which flowers?”

Ms. Fuhan asked seriously, sometimes I wonder what her face looks like, or what her eyes look like, she really is a closed woman.

But said Fihan, his mother is not a beautiful woman, but, the mother is a charismatic woman even though her face is closed, uniquely, if the mother has spoken, then, all humans who hear her voice, the mother, will start to come to the place where he spoke, in fact, there were many men who targeted the mother, even though the face of the mother of Fihan was closed.

I believe in the words of Fihan, because, his mother's voice does feel interesting, for some reason to the point that my head paints such a pretty face when Fihan's mother talks, but, I don't know the truth either.

There is a unique story about his mother, said Fihan, his mother is a powerful woman, once one day, they were held by a man to give all their money to the handler, miraculously, as Fihan's mother extended her right hand, then opened the glove that wrapped her right hand, the pouch was strangely even glued like a statue as it looked at the palm of Fuhan's mother, looking at her palm, and the handler could not move a bit, until finally, they could escape safely.

I don't know what I have to respond to it, I'm just a beard.

Fuhan proudly answered her mother's question.

“I... red Lily flower.”

I also answered proudly not to lose to Fihan.

After that silence occurred, we enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere, with colorful flowers.

But, suddenly the atmosphere changed, when Fihan asked his mother a question.

“Mother, now what flower mother feeling?”

Without a word, without wasting much time, the index finger of the mother, leads to a flower, the white Chrysanthemum flower.

“White Chrysanthemum flowers?”

Fihan asked to confirm the truth, because he knew that if his mother pointed at the flower, then the mother was sad.

The mother nodded without speaking, but, we know, it was a sign of the truth of the alleged Fihan.

I can only be silent too.

Fuhan then grabbed his mother's left hand, Fihan knew very well, his mother's tender feelings, always hurt by his father's rude attitude.

Fuhan clasped his mother's left hand tightly, held her in his lap, rubbed her glove-wrapped hand, hoping her mother knew there was nothing to worry about as long as she had.

“Quiet mom, calm down.. I make sure everything will be fine..”.

That loving sentence was uttered by Fihan while looking at the flowers.

But the mother, speechless, did not move.

It ended because it was late afternoon.

The next day, after school, I sat back in the garden chair with Fuhan.

His parents were busy going somewhere, so at home there was only the grandmother and the housekeeper.

“Fihan... What flowers represent your feelings now?”

I asked as well as opened the conversation, and we would usually ask like that if we were in this park.

“Lily yellow.”

Fihan replied with certainty.

“How do you?”

Fihan asked back.

“Lily yellow.”

I answered with great enthusiasm.

We were in a happy heart at the time, because we were going to graduate from Elementary School, not only that, I told Fihan that I was going to have a Junior High with him, and that Fihan was happy to hear that.

Then at that moment, Fihan took four Lily flowers of different colors, the flowers were placed in a jar, he gave them to me.

“Here there are Lily flowers, from plastic, so you don't have to worry about wilting.”

Sihan explained very seriously.

“...we make a game, at school later you bring one of the flowers, well.. I also bring one, if the flowers we carry the same color, that means, we mate, we mate, but, if the flowers we carry are different colors, then we will be friends forever.”

I gulped my saliva, as Fihan said about the soul mate, I was so stunned and suddenly embarrassed.

Of course I was happy, and at home I began to think about which flowers I should bring.

Right after the graduation of SD, even after the SMP registration was completed and we were indeed one SMP.

On the first day of school, I had brought the yellow Lily flower, in the hope that I would mate with her.

The break time was when we could meet, Fihan smiled at me as he looked at me.

“Nah, as promised.”

I tried to remind Fihan, and Fihan nodded, got it.

I carried a jar containing only yellow Lily flowers, but Fihan was invisible carrying anything.

“Well... what flowers do you bring?”

Fihan asked first, so without further ado I immediately opened the jar and grabbed my flower, I thrust it in front of Fihan.

“Waaah.. Our flowers are the same.”.

Fuhan exclaimed happily, obviously hearing that I was surprised, even happy, because that means, we are in a match.

“Where are your flowers?”

I'm trying to ascertain the truth.

Fihan reached into the left pocket of his shorts, and sure enough as he thrust out the flowers, he grabbed the yellow Lily flower, confirming the truth we are in a match.

All of a sudden, we laugh.

“Hahahaha..”

“This is crazy..”.

I'm still very dumbfounded.

“Hehehe.

We laughed again, feeling strange.

But, I hurriedly checked the pockets of Fihan's pants.

“Eh... why?”

Obviously, Fuhan was astonished by my actions.

“No, I guess you brought all the flowers, keep you looking at mine first, so you can match my flowers.”

I didn't get anything in all the pockets of Fihan's pants, and further corroborated the truth, that this was indeed a coincidence.

Note: after growing up, the act seemed tacky.