IF YOU ARE A FOOL

With You I'm Calm

Two months after Dian's departure from the village I felt so lonely.

Because, not only in the real world, even by phone or message he also rarely contacts me.

I understand enough, because at home Dian needs to hide just to call me.

Thank God, Dian has also started working two weeks. In a fairly well-known printing company in this city. Even the branches are already in some cities.

While on campus, Dian is no longer focused on the organization. He actually sped up working on his script. He is rarely seen with his friends.

The only place I could go to when I miss him so much was the library.

While I myself was also busy with my semester preparation and the students were asking for extra hours for those who did not understand the material, in order to prepare for the semester as well.

If the schedule continues to be solid like this, maybe I will resign next semester as an ashdos. Or at least be an assistant to one lecturer only.

Due to the limited time, Dian and I finally made a deal to meet at the end of each weekend. Whether it was an hour, two hours, or even thirty minutes. Or at least eat together during the break.

I haven't seen Jo at all in two months at college. Maybe because he was busy working on the thesis as well. With the distance between our faculties that are not playing away.

Not that I was expecting a meeting with Jo's sister. That anger made me reluctant to meet him. But, far from the bottom of my heart, I also want to know the news about him. It is not easy to forget our good relationship that has been established for that long.

This month Dian will attend a thesis hearing. There was a sense of happiness, but terbesit sorrow when it came to him who would wear Toga clothes, then our world became different.

It felt like we were going to lose so much, just like we used to, that we were never in one building.

"hay, what's wrong with you? " imagining that made my tears fall.

It felt like just yesterday, by chance we could one campus. A very coincidental coincidence. After before our house just crossed but it never felt to know. So unique our trip, I guess.

"if later you are no longer a student on this campus, never change yes" said I who managed to make Dian confused.

"you mean what the hell? "

"remember what our relationship was like? This campus is what makes us together again like this.

But after this you graduate............

I hope.

"Kayra, whether in the same place or not, my heart is still the same. Always stay for you.

Stop thinking about anything that might not happen. Focus on our purpose.

We fight together, to be together forever.

Yeah, you want to, right? "

I nodded my head.

"You also continue the spirit of learning, let cepet pass as well.

I'm sure you're a strong woman, a great woman, the right woman to fight with.

Once you graduate, I won't delay proposing to you again. Whether it is with the blessing of the ummi or without the blessing of the ummi"

Agh, you crybaby me well. Not stop crying even more melted these tears.

"now the conditions at home are starting to change. Ummi has never again come to my former boarding school.

I just responded with a smile.

"help me yes, pray I can graduate with cumlaude" he asked.

"it feels like our struggle is almost at the end of the road" I said.

"yet.

Our journey is just about to begin. Travelling to find a SIM"

"kok SIM anyway? " ask me wonder.

"Married Permit Letter" he answered briefly but meaningfully.

Smiles began to rise from my lips.

But a moment faded because of someone's arrival. The man I wanted to meet by chance, brother Jo.

At first glance I looked at Brother Jo and so shuddered to myself remembering what he last did to me.

It turned out that there was still fear in me, until I kept getting closer to Dian, intending to seek refuge.

"already, relax. She won't touch you anymore" Dian held my shoulder.

"we'll just get out of here" he asked.

We finished the rest of the food and left immediately.

It seems that fear is only in me. Am I traumatized?

Brother Jo did not pay attention to us at all. Cuek, like not knowing.

And so is Dian. He did not react angrily at all. I hope it's not just in front of me.

After the meeting Dian drove me to the car park. My schedule is up for today.

While Dian will still meet the guidance counselor. There was a little refission, he said.

We parted with peaceful hearts. It felt like I was living in a dream.

The path was smooth without any more obstacles. In fact, it is just ahead there is a real obstacle that I will meet.

Zia Ustadzah.

Apparently I've been living quietly for a long time without his shadow.

But in the end, one day, I will meet him on purpose.

May at that time Zia's heart be open to accept the fact that I am not the cause of her son's failure.

My prayers also always accompany Dian's struggle for now and tomorrow.

I hope our feelings get to the bottom.

_______________TBC_________________