
“Because if my speech is unable to say, the beautiful writing that will convey my heart to you, Kanda.”
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Writing is something that this girl has done for a long time. To play with words is peace of mind. By writing he can convey what has happened to his heart so far. Aqueesha Zahwa Qiandrany, or often called Aisha, is an XI class student at one of the Favorite State High School in Yogyakarta.
Although he was still in the XI class but his thoughts were already very mature. He was so loved by his friends because of his soothing speech. He is also loved by teachers for his academic and non-academic achievements.
Now, Aisha is still in her room, dealing with a gift laptop from her Papa on her 16th birthday a few months ago. He is still struggling with his unfinished novel. Yep! Aisha works side by side at a company as a non-permanent writer. And thankfully his income was enough to meet his secondary needs.
Aisha has been working on many novels for the past year. He keeps all the stories on his laptop. But there was one work written by his hand. Works that contain an outpouring of hearts in the form of his rhyme. He named it “Sajak Lukisan That Day”. I don't know where he got the idea.
One day, Aisha was in her school cafeteria with her friends.
“Sha? Why are you going to the cafeteria with all the books?” ask one of his friends, Daffi.
“You know daff, if in that class there are two humans who are very buandelll. I've read a lot of my books without my permission.”
“Who?” Ningrum was curious.
“Who else if not that slurred duo. Fian the same Hendra. Original! They are so ignorant of oath!”
Aisha spills all her frustration on the two men who are actually members of the D-And-Cook Gang. Strange is his name? It was also the sequenced duo who proposed it.
“Basic upin-ipin.” Rahayu chimed in. And they laughed because they managed to laugh at one of their own two friends.
Shortly after, the food they ordered arrived. Aisha and the others chose to order chicken soto as well as iced tea. While Daffi, he himself ordered instant noodles rendang flavor. Daffi is very difficult in nasehati. Though he is a taekwondo athlete who is certainly in demand to have an athletic body. But every time we warned him, he always answered “Ngak papa. You can diet.”
This is what Aisha and their friends do not like. On the one hand they were worried about Daffi's health. On the one hand they also envied Daffi who was so easy to lose weight. Huh!! It makes the girls in the D-And-Cook Gang emotional.
They eat their food in a while. Basically they are all wayward, until when the bell has rang they are still at home joking in the cafeteria. They laughed so hard that one of the teachers came to them.
“You guys why haven't you entered!? Whose lesson?!” Hardik is an Indonesian language teacher named Bu Tari.
“Eheeee... just finished eating, Bu.” Aisha's grin is made a shield by her friends.
“Then quickly get into your class!”
“Good, Mom..”
They also hurriedly left the canteen because they were afraid of Bu Tari's encouragement. To make a young teacher smile in silence.
A young man was enjoying a cup of coffee in the school cafeteria where he worked. This man was an honorary teacher at this school. Actually, a job as a teacher is just a side job. His real job is a shoe entrepreneur with a well-known brand in Indonesia.
As he was about to get out of his chair after finishing the cup of coffee, he saw a bunch of children who had known friendship to the whole of their vast school. Some of them, he knew him. Because he is actually a teacher in the IPS class of the school. As for the other girl, he also knew her very well.
The girl was a girl with a myriad of achievements donated to their school, and this girl was also the one who attracted her heart if she did not remember that the girl was her student. While 3 other children he only knew apparently but did not remember his name.
The man by the name of Rian revealed his intention to leave the canteen.
He continued to watch his students who continued to laugh even though their food had not been completely exhausted. He then focused on one point, Aisha. The girl he looked at had such a beautiful laugh. Until without him knowing a lot of people who will smile or even laugh when they see his loose laughter.
Even until the hour-break bell rang, they were still reluctant to move from their tables. Rian who saw it also did not intend to reprimand them. Because his energy saver is not yet fully charged. Hm. Lately he always considered when he saw the girl, he was like charging his energy.
Until maybe because their voices are so loud make a fierce teacher in this school out of his room.
After the teacher scolded them, they were flabbergasted to leave the canteen. There is the behavior of today's teenagers.
Waitaminute! Rian saw something on the table they were using earlier. Isn't that the book the girl admired? Books that he hid from his best friend but instead he lived carelessly. I forget that girl!
Rian, who was curious whatever it was, took it. ‘I'm sorry, Aisha! I just want to know what if the hearts of teenagers like you think.’ Rian said in his heart.
After taking out Aisha's most guarded personal items. Rian rushed to enter his office and tidied up all his teaching equipment. He intends to go home as soon as possible to read the diary of his girlfriend. Luckily after this Rian had no teaching schedule, until he was allowed to go home early.
RIAN POV
I got home a few minutes ago. After greeting my mother, I entered my room. My room is not big. There is only a single bed, a wardrobe, and a special closet to store my collection of musical instruments. Although I am a teacher, but since childhood my father has taught me how to music. And until now I've been more happy to work in the industry.
I'm tuning a song I just finished working on from my phone. Then I took out Aisha's diary. I opened sheet by page the beautifully covered book.
Page 1
When the moon leaves the night, the,
Bring warmth from the sun...
When the leaves leave the twigs,
Leave an agonizing excitement...
What if he leaves me?
Will it be happy or just shaved?
Love, though,
AZQ
Page 2
Is it wrong when the heart begins to choose whom it anchors?
Blame it when he whispered such words that it forced me to keep looking at him despite the thousands of wounds I had received?
I don't know, even the fallen leaves are reluctant to tell me the answer.
Love, though,
AZQ
Page 3
For the fallen leaves, for,
By the far away heaven and earth,
I said it from the bottom of the heart,
The Blue Moon, the,
So wanted the presence of the Banyu
Love, though,
AZQ
Oh... So that girl is loving someone? How lucky that boy is! He could easily take Aisha's heart, but instead he was wasted with so many wounds that were imprinted on Aisha's heart. Wasn't it! I'm not a psychic who can tell what happened to Aisha. I'm just a fan who sassyly loves his idol, even reading the love story of him and other men.
Oh christ! How can I be interested in a girl who is 10 years old with me? While all my youngest exes are only a year below me. Then what if the grapevine comments of others can destroy me, especially Aisha if this news spreads.
Good Lord! Do I not deserve to have more taste for my own students? Is this admiration that may be metamorphosing into love to blame? I don't know! My brain hasn't yet found the bright spot of this complex heart problem.
To Be Continued