Hydrocarbons

"TIME MYSTERY"

the sun seemed reluctant to open the blanket of morning mist.Cold air infiltrated the sidelines of the armpits of the amorous addict.they all became devotees of the slack god.

the school corner of SMANCERIA also seems deserted, because the school has not yet opened.Pupils are still learning online from home.The pandemic has robbed all human freedom. 2020 Will be the grayest year for lovers of the crowd.Everything will be limited.

“good morning mother.” two young people have stood in front of Ruscita.

“ Oh, yes, good morning, anything I can help you with, sir?” Ruscita was somewhat surprised by his concentration on the book he read in the teacher's room.

“ibu doesn't know me huh?” ask a young man to Ruscita.

“Apologies, I..” Ruscita was a bit confused.

“I Gilang, son of Mr. Rusna.” Gilang.

“Oh, Rusna, Rusna already have this big kid?” Ruscita still does not believe

“ Yes, mom, I finished High School a year ago, at SMANDES.” Answer Gilang

“Ow my pantesan, oak mom never saw you. I'm still a cousin of your father, just haven't seen you in a long time, was your father long in town right?” Ruscita has rather smoothly mastered the situation.

“ Yes, mom. There's greetings from dad.” Gilang added.

“Yes, greetings too, good luck everything is yes!” Ruscita smiles.

“trus what's wrong? can I help you son?” ask Ruscita

“begini ma'am, this is Swarnita, there is still a family relationship with me, a week ago his father died, is he already from childhood no mother, so.” Gilang has not finished explaining.

“Oh, my goodness, mogi amor ring acintya. who is patient yes son. what class is Swar?” Ask Rusitas

“i new class X bu, in class X4.” Answer Swarnita rather embarrassed.

“sorry I didn't hear that your father has left you. Strong and patient yes son. God must be there for all of us.” Ruscita gives spirit.

“That's ma'am, so my goal here is for mom to help with the scholarship, so she can continue her schooling bu.” Gilang. Ruscita smiled looking at the two children.

“Mother definitely help nak.” Ruscita took his little bag, and some of the money he put into Swarnita. The two children refused, but insisted Ruscita had overcome the shame of the two children.

The journey of time no one understands. He plays all the stories at will, whether heart or not. the time just moves incessantly, devouring everything in the world without rest.

Ruscita and her office friend. Master BK. glided to the place of Swarnita, a child who now has orphaned status, because time has snatched the only parent who has been accompanying his days.

Ruscita was joined by Ibu Ianti, a BK teacher who handled the problems of school children.

“this is the house of Rus?” Ask Ms. ian.

“Yes, ma'am, it feels like this, I also forget, because it's a long time never come here.

“Ya, past mom, childhood.” Answer Ruscita

“Good day” greet Bus Ruscita with Ianti.

“iya, good afternoon mothers.” replied a man from the terrace of the house.

“Wow, Ruscita?” the male serobot after whom he saw Ruscita and a female friend.

“Oh, Yes, mas, uh sir.” Russita's a little clumsy.

“How are you, long time no see you.Wah already a teacher. Oh sorry mom, please sit down, my old friend Ruscita bu.” The man pulled it straight.

there is a sense that is stuck in the heart of Ruscita. That's what makes it a bit clumsy and rigid to rule the situation.

“This is true Swarnita house huh?” Ask ianti's mother.

“Betul ma'am, I happen to be a neighbor of one region here, so I also came here just to provide help, as was mom, pity orphans.”Obviously the guy.

“You're younger Rus.” urges the man.

“ngga too, sorry we came here to meet Swarnita.” Ruscita.

Swarnita came from the room and bowed to her two teachers, there were no words she could say except to hide her shame and sadness to her guests. Iianti mother then opened a conversation with Swarnita. that is the task of the teacher BK. after a while Ruscita rose from his seat then walked around the house Swarnita.

“You are still thinking about Rus' time?” the question surprised him. There was someone who had followed him looking around the house. Slowly the Ruscita turned her body.

“Mas. sorry I have forgotten it. intentionally to forget it.” Russita.

“Do not lie Rus. That time cannot be forgotten. I just haven't been able to forget it.” Answer the man.

“But I have forgotten it mas. and I must do. let our lives we live with the person who should accompany us mas.” Answer Russita. The look in his eyes he let go as far as possible from those memories.

“but I can't Rus.” Urge the man.

“Don't mas. Don't you wake up that past.I have become the wife of my husband, and you also have a wife that you choose to accompany your life, we both have a family.” Ruscita looked into the man's eyes.

“sorry Rus, I won't forget you, the past. It is up to you that to me to love is destiny and family is fate. My fate can't make you my wife, but my love don't you have me to do it. It's up to you! still love me or not that's your right. I'm just asking for the remnants of that past.” The man then left in front of Ruscita. A man who had once tethered his love to her, his name was Juna Arianta. Juna Arianta was once the theme of the dreams of his teenage years.

Unknowingly, Ruscita's tears had drenched her delicate cheeks.

“Bu Rus...” Mother's voice was heard from behind the room wall.

Soon Ruscita wiped her cheeks and then headed to the place where her mother was with Swarnita.

The home of the student who still had a relative relationship with him had reminded him of his sweet past, but it did not taste sweet anymore. That is the mystery of time...