Just A Wedding

Chapter 108

Black flash

When I was Junior High

Every day we, Ms. Ayunda, Mas Taufik, Me and my sister always sleep at night and wake up very early to help mom make various kinds of food to sell. Many are selling, starting fried bananas, tofu fill, tofu meatballs, fried Mei and fried rice, we work hand in hand to make it. My childhood and teenage years to work helped my family's economy. For us to eat, for us to school and for our living expenses. Although we from the family can not afford, the mother wants the children of the mother remain in school. Mum's trade, we always take it to the stall or we leave it to the school cafeteria we know. No exception to my school. I went to public high school in my town. It is located near the town square. The distance from my house to my school is about one and a half kilometers. My brothers and I always walked to our school, only my first brother took the freight because it was too far away.

That day, the day I cried bitterly because of the cake and rice wrap I brought there was nothing to sell at all because we went home early without going through a break. That day, the first day Tian greeted me.

Tian was actually an ordinary child who was not particularly conspicuous among the others. She's not a class star, she's not a flattered basketball player, she's not the OSIS manager that girls are after in my school. Even Tian was always making trouble. I remember twice that old man Tian was called a BK teacher because of Tian's passing behavior. Embedded the tires of our teacher's motorcycle and kicked the ball until the glass in the teacher's room broke apart. In contrast to his twin sister Demian. It's just that Tian's friends from certain circles only. He does not want to hang out with us ordinary children. He didn't want to say hello to anyone who wasn't at this school. Not from the upper class, not from the class stars, not those with handsome and beautiful faces. And I don't have all the criteria above.

" You're crying ? " Sapa Tian who arrived - came to me in front of the cafeteria owned by Bu Ahmad. I just shook my head slowly as it covered my face with both hands.

" Hey....why are you crying ? Ahmad ma'am why is Arina crying ? tanya Tian shouted at Bu Ahmad.

I cried and was surprised, it turns out that the boy named Dirgantara Sebastian, also know my name Arina. I guess all this time he never cared who I was and what class ? Because we for three years became first-class friends from seventh to ninth grade never berserk.

" Oh maybe because there is nothing selling Dirga mas here or at the place of Ms. Maliki. Isn't it home in the morning ? So no one has bought - bought" replied Ms Ahmad.

" That's why I guess why ? " he said ketus.

" If it is not sold today, I can not pay cash for besuk and can not buy materials for capital besuk," said I cirih. I opened both hands that covered my face, carried a plastic bag filled with fritters my mother then stepped away leaving Tian. Tian fell silent then chased after me.

" Hey......Arina briefly. Here I buy them all," Tian said as he forcibly retrieved the plastic bag I was carrying. I was flabbergasted to see Tian he gave me two hundred thousand dollars.

" This is too much."

" Just take the change," Dirga replied as she passed.

" Dirga.

Dirga.

" Tian, call me Tian. I'd rather be called Tian" he said, symbolizing the shoot with his hand and rolling his left eye at me.

"Yes.... Thank you very much Tian," I exclaimed at Tian that day.

After that day there was nothing special, as usual Tian never greeted me and I also did not dare to greet him first.

Once, when I sat alone and Dirga passed by with his friends. He turned his head towards me by twisting his left and right eyes in turn. That was my second interaction with Tian.

When nearing the end of the exam, I just found out that Tian always bought a cake or rice wrap that I brought when it did not run out. When Tian paid for Bu Ahmad I was behind him.

" Dirga.

" Tian, call me Tian."

Tian did not answer the running straight away before giving the flick of his right and left eyes to me. This is the third time we have communicated.

The fourth time we communicated, when there was a photo event together finished the farewell. I took a photo with two of my best friends. Novi and Ika, Tian walked up to me and said, "Consultant, take a picture." I didn't answer because the crew that took the photo was already preparing to take the photo. Until now, I forgot where I kept the photo. The last time I heard about Tian, he went to school in his hometown. I also never joined the Watsapp group of Junior High alumni from my age.

After our farewell, we exchanged gifts. Somehow I exchanged gifts with Tian. I made a pencil wrap with a knit that I made myself. Round shape as pencil clothing. When I opened the gift from Tian there was a small agenda with the cover photo of Tian . I opened the agenda with words for me.

Arina......We will meet tomorrow when we become successful.

Flash off's.

" Yes, I've heard that Om Satrio and Aunt Asri were divorced but they came back because they loved each other" Tian said, feeling the sadness I felt.

" Arina......would you ask again the clarity of their relationship ? "

I nodded slowly and stood up again. Once again Tian got in the way.

" Arina date .... when we held the Family Gathering. Om Satrio still present with aunt Asri. I'm sorry I didn't want to hurt you. But when the game is for a couple and they get the game. They are very friendly, even kissing each other. When we visited Aunt Asri in the hospital, Om Satrio remained friendly with Aunt Asri. Feeding, washing his body to exchange clothes. ....."

" Tian is enough.

But in my heart I thought. Wasn't that day before the Asri crash ? When Mr. Satrio came home the other night and let me stop by Adrian and Adry's house. Then early in the morning Mbak Asri had an accident ? "

" Arina...I told you like this because we were friends when Junior High."

" Tian. We never even say hello." I replied as I stepped out of Tian's room.

" Arina....Where are you going ? "

" Home. I don't believe all your stories. They're divorced, Mr. Satrio can't do that to me."

Click....I opened the door and..............

Seriate............

Let's learn the character of Arina in the novel Author.

The character Arina Author describes is actually a Panic Attack sufferer and may even be an anxiety disorder and also suffer from post-traumatic stress. There are many that cause the figure of Arina to become like this. From a small figure Arina is a victim of bullying due to economic factors, being excluded from the social environment both at school and in her home environment resulted in her being insecure. After adulthood there are some traumas that Arina must experience in a tubed manner. Starting from the loss of a mother, someone Arina loves. He was married to his girlfriend Ravi. So that excessive trauma pervaded in Arina. Arina is apathetic and desperate in every way. Didn't believe in his relationship with Henry, before it was fought. Arina chose the safe zone first. Even let the actions of her husband do (which may be considered excessive by readers) because of his apathy. Not believing in his life, his future. Arina begins to rise when she realizes there is someone who makes her feel needed, the children of Arina herself. Her husband's attitude has begun to change and shows that she loves Arina very much. The desire for Arina's life began to rise. Without us knowing there are many people like Arina maybe even ourselves. Without the help of the environment and the people closest to us. Forever we will not get out of the mud called Trauma and apathy towards the future.

If we review more there are actually many figures that can be discussed from the side of character and the causes and consequences from the psychological side.

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