High School Autobiography

WEDNESDAY MORNING ...?

       Wednesday at 06:00 in the morning, when the sun was blocked by a horde of gray clouds pouring heavy rain in this dry Hanataba complex, a young girl was walking on her own in the heart of the senile, the rain stubs had soaked her entire solid body, how bitter every footstep she took to survive, in his mind there was only the shadow of the net twinkle of the longing heart that died in the explosion of a firearm, and the more bitter when in reality the man he killed was the one who was about to marry him, until the rain stubs seemed to be a picture of the girl's broken heart, every drop of rain that fell in the city of Artana was like the number of tears that fell from the corner of the young girl's eyes.

Why did he have to suffer this bad luck? Why is the death of the most loved one so painful? Why is it so hard to accept the harsh reality?

The weak girl walked lethargicly while topping her school bag, her bones, her breath, her blood, and her skin were feverish, now she began to think about eliminating her own life, how not, he said, would it not be better to die for the one who is loved? Wouldn't it be better to die when life has lost its meaning?

Eril the mediocre girl, had now arrived at the door of Farka's house, and every house she had passed by, felt like a mere void of earth. The goal here is just, want to give his autobiography as well as say goodbye.

'TOK TOK TOK TOK'

Eril waited for the door to open, then a minute after the sound of knocking the door echoed, thankfully the sound of rain stubs did not drown the sound of knocking the door until the door was opened. Eril was greeted with a welcome smile by Areny, even Eril was welcome to go inside.

It was a bit of a shock when Areny and Farka saw Eril soaking wet, making them ask Eril to change clothes, then without hesitation Eril changed his clothes with Areny's clothes, a blue dress with a straight skirt, like the same dress as her meeting with the mayor of Artana, how sweet the memories were when the shadow of the black net of Fuhan was directed only at Eril.

“What's Eril?” Areny asked with a serious look.

They were sitting on the carpet of the living room, Farka and Areny were still wearing play clothes like yesterday, but happiness emanated from the look of their eyes and somewhat dimmed when they saw the look on Eril's face.

“A-I've killed Fihan,” Ogre Eril bowed regretfully.

“Ha?!” Areny and Farka were shocked at once.

An unbelievable admission, what else Areny and Farka had believed that Eril was so close to Fihan, almost like they had tied a promise to live forever to always be together.

Suddenly the pain of reality, came back from within his soul, flowed through his blood, and manifested into sobs.

“Hennnnng hiks.”.

Eril was unable to stem his pain, he returned to crying as he pleased with a sinful bow.

Then Areny the positive-tempered girl suddenly looked at Farka's charismatic face, implying the question does Farka believe in Eril? Or what kind of call should Areny give?

There, Farka's countenance turned solemn, his eyes glaring with hatred and confusion fusing into doubt, how not, impossible was a lover of a beloved kill, but Farka believed in Eril's confession, which was the same, Areny immediately believed because Farka believed.

“Try explaining,” pinta Farka hates Eril's actions but is confused as to why Eril acted so.

Feels painful when every word that is said is the moments of the journey of death of the idol of his heart, Eril sobbing affirming not ready he accepted this bitter reality. Farka shook his head unexpectedly, but Areny bowed grieving, he empathized with the events of Eril, he would have been much more sad if he was in the position of Eril. For a full minute they were silent in mourning, Eril was not tired of crying and crying.

“Does anyone know this case?” Farka's Usut.

“Hiks hiks, sooner or later this city will know soon,” said Eril sobbing implying that no one knows yet.

Each teardrop fell on Eril's dress skirt, so Areny grabbed the tissue box proffered for Eril, clearly Eril used it to wipe her tears, hoping that her crying would not contaminate Farka's house. Farka nodded in understanding, but did not express her opinion or just comment, Farka understood very well what Eril was feeling, so Farka signaled Areny to hug Eril, areny's eyebrows were raised because she wondered why she should embrace Eril?

Thankfully after asking himself, and understanding Farka's intentions, then Areny immediately hugged Eril without hesitation, his two soft hands had also stroked Eril's back so that Eril's soul could be calmer, even more, a full minute Eril was silent resigned to his limp body hugged by the cheerful girl with a positive aura, the cry still accompanied Eril even though Areny was now back sitting to his original position, indeed the hug was a little relaxing Eril's body, the, maybe because hugs give a sense of calm or indeed increased serotonin compounds and endorphins in Eril, to make him now start to allow himself to stop crying, he also knows, that his eyes are reckless, so that he can stop crying, because after all, crying is the only way to vent emotions when the harsh reality can never be changed.

Along with Eril's sting, he grabbed his bag beside him, he took something important from the bag, two notebooks, which he finally gave to Farka as a farewell gift. Farka's breath was held for a moment when her black iris was faced with Eril's two diaries and Fihan's diary.

“My autobiography and Fihan's autobiography, make our High School farewell book ..” is clear Eril without a smile but really hope his writing can make a good impression for his readers.

Areny and Farka looked at the two friends' books, which was sad enough when in fact the book from a friend who was about to leave had even gone far. But, Farka was bowed down, contemplated deeply, his mind and mind again remembered the most important thing in the course of his autobiography, about the curse that now gives real evidence, he said, and how sorry Farka was that he failed to keep his friends away in this curse.

“I'm sorry Eril .. this is all my fault...” regrets Farka who suddenly blames herself turned moody full of regrets.

Obviously Areny and Eril were flabbergasted in shock, they did not know why Farka was blaming herself.

“... if I had stayed away from you guys .. this curse would not have happened ..” he continued downcast regret.

“Farka ..” Oozed Areny who was feeling pity but her heart denied that this was not Farka's fault.

“Chairman, I'm glad you're sorry, hiks .. but .. this is also my fault .. so ... chairman make sure our book is really read by our underclassmen ..” said Eril seriously hopeful without grandiose.

“I make sure our underclassmen read our autobioagraphy! Hem! I promise!” Said Farka with emphasis in each word plus a steady nod as a sign no one was able to stop it.

“Farka ..” call Eril wirly and sour.

So Farka looked intently at Eril's round black netra seriously.

“... have the teachers in our High School failed in educating their students?” Eril's question tested Farka's understanding but led more to seeking an opinion.

An important question that Eril asked Farka, and Farka responded to it with importance as well, because he understood the direction of Eril's question, except for Areny who did not understand.

“Eh? Our teachers are competent, do not blame the teachers ..” rebukes Areny without hesitation.

But, Eril only wanted an answer from Farka, so Areny's answer was only considered the wind then even, not a second he looked at Areny's sweet face. Farka looked down at me, knowing exactly Eril was looking for an answer that could represent Fihan's thinking, or at least, stop his grudge against the teachers because the teachers in his school were always scolding Fihan, even if it was wrong, he said, Eril blamed others, but, Farka did not want to blame anyone.

“Our school has got competent teachers, their soul, physical and logic are good, I am lazy, so the teachers consider me a stupid child, I do not see the failure of our teachers, I do not see the failure of our teachers, even the teachers in Junior High and in my Elementary School, there was nothing that failed in educating his students ... Fihan once told me that there will be no teacher like a father and no teacher like a mother,”.

“Nah ... no need to dizzy .. simply we live to make money, children drop out of school and end up looking for money, after graduation, we go to college and take a major, and then, but the end is looking for money .. for me education is something that makes money, and teachers are just evidence of education that makes money,” he continued to reveal his perspective.

“But ... Fihan said that education is a way for people who want to make money, and teachers are proof that money is not as important as education.” Eril argued more inclined to like the view of Fihan.

“Hem .. Fihan and I have a different way of thinking, for me .. science is just that important ... he can study until the reason God formed the universe, so .. if I want enough to go to heaven, then Fihan wants to live eternally together that created heaven,” explained Farka.

But Eril again looked down sad, not because of differences in views of Farka and Fihan, his sadness was because, Fihan has gone forever, the person who always had a gap to break the arguments of others, is now gone, to be exact, it's sad to remember a loved one has died.

“Hiks .. hiks ..” Eril bowed to reflect on both opinions of his friends.

”Waduh .. do not arbitrarily so dong .. education and property are equally important, so there is no need to blame each other .. we are indeed lazy children, indeed, just admit that we are lazy and stupid ..“ between Areny who does not agree with the perspective of his friends.

”Before ... I want to repay the actions of the teachers who once scolded Fihan ..“ said Eril bluntly while wiping his face with two sheets of tissue.

”Eh?“ Areny was shocked full of astonishment.

”... but .. when I read the sentence written in the diary of Fihan, who said, 'I was educated hard by my mother and father, I was educated hard by my father, and I don't want the teachers who teach me to be money-seekers, because for my father, money was chasing a teacher and not a teacher who was after money' in fact, even, Fihan challenged all his teachers to argue just so he knew .. which teachers are worthy of respect .. and which teachers are worthy of being ignored ...,“ said Eril revealed the facts with emotions that began to stabilize, but still felt turbulent because reality could not be removed.

”Iya .. but he was also wrong .. for disrespecting his older people, Fihan was too arrogant with his knowledge .. and I was too lazy for school, we were all wrong, he said, so ... all our views on the school and its teachers, are just emotional turmoil that arises from every life experience we get ... young people like us still have not found the point of true truth, there is always something to be noticed and there is always someone who wants to be the center of attention, even someone who wants to always live alone ...“ reply Farka straighten.

”Eril ... You are not wrong, your intentions are good, but, I do not yet know what your soul character is like, so, in my opinion, you are confused, between wrong and right being one, so that you are confused, that's why you want to take revenge on the teacher, one side of the teacher always blames Fihan, one side you've eaten the words of Fihan right, and on the other, you don't know how to handle your problems now, you don't know how to handle your problems now, try to go to Guru Sukada, he is a psychologist,“ said Farka suggested by empathizing.

”No, Fihan has written all this, I just trust him ..“ refute Eril refused outright.

”Eh wait! Writing this all means what?“ Areny's investigation is very serious.

”Try you read the book, he already predicted that his lifespan is very short ..“ Eril suggested while pointing at the diary of Fihan.

When Areny hastily grabbed the book of Fihan, immediately looking for the prediction sentence that Fihan wrote, he was very curious if the handsome but arrogant boy had known his death.

”... and Fihan wrote, that I should go to a theologian or a religious teacher, and then I should go to Sieren's mother to confess my guilt, but, after that I don't know any more, I'll go to Sieren's mother to confess my guilt,“ clear Eril with sure.

Farka nodded in understanding, and was a bit dumbfounded as well, but, Farka did not bother.

”The strong yes Eril .. if indeed you need help ... just come here ..“ said Farka provide moral support so that Eril remains strong to survive.

Eril nodded gratefully, that Farka did understand the psychological side, then Eril rose to his feet, along with all the rest of his mental strength, while wearing his bag, and the look on his face was completely haggard, his eyes red looking tired.

”I'll go, goodbye ...“ says Eril.

And that morning had been the last moment Farka and Areny saw Eril, she went to face her destiny, carrying a still-smelling feeling of love in her heart. One thing was certain, Areny gave her clothes to Eril, and the rain had stopped since then.

"To him whom I love, who loves me .. don't blame yourself for your innocence, and don't weep for me, for my death is a written destiny, if your soul is always restless, if your soul is ever restless, so meet a theologian or a religious teacher and go to Sieren's mother, reveal the moments of my death to her, after that .. let fate take your step, what I love is him, smile when the air of freedom can still penetrate your lungs, walk strong for the sake of me you love and breathe regularly to calm your soul."