Karma Love

Graduation Events

''Arshila..''

''Arshila..''

''Arshila..''

A voice that sounded in great pain was accompanied by a cry. Shila was like in a very dark place, suddenly lightning struck here and there. Faintly, a person full of wounds and blood was limped walking towards him. Syila's body trembled violently, she was afraid but her legs were limp, she could not stay away, wanted to scream but her lips were locked. Syila could only watch with tears continuously flowing. Wish there was help for him and for someone who was bleeding. The smell of blood is getting clearer in the smell. Syila felt nauseous, then she was surprised by two people lying down, down at her feet. Syila screamed as much as she could even though there was no sound. Then one of them raised his face that was shapeless while smiling, grasping the hand of the person next to him and soon they were both motionless.

Syila woke up with a roaring breath, her temples filled with sweat. He sat down against the wall. Syila was dreaming, what a dream it was, her heart was pounding so fast, as if the dream was very real. Horrifically. Syila tried to grab a drink of water along with a very strong lightning sound, the glass fell and broke. Syila was shocked, her heart was growing. He tried to clean the shards, because he was not careful his finger was injured.

'What is this ?' His mind thrashed asking for an explanation on destiny.

It was raining very hard, it was only eight at night. 'My mom and dad haven't been preaching it since noon. Shouldn't they have arrived or are still on their way.' Syila tried to contact her parents. But because rain and lightning may affect the network, it is very difficult to contact his parents.

Then Syila sent a message, sent even though very long, but there was no reply, not even read. Syila could not close her eyes again. He became very afraid of the sound of lightning. The rain did not stop.

Syila hugged her rabbit, sat in the corner of the room, hiding her face.

'Dad.. Syila fear..! Mother.. Syila fear..!'

As he continues to say. Then the sound of the cell phone broke his fear. The penelfon's father.

''Dear hallo ? Our plane had a delay. So in the retreat tonight, tonight even the weather is very bad. So don't want to be delayed again. Are you okay, baby ?'' Ask Dad a little loudly. Because it's a little noisy.

Instead of answering Syila instead of crying, she remembered her nightmare.

''What's up ? Why are you crying ?'' I'm worried across there.

''Syila is good Well, I was just having a bad dream. Yes, you guys are careful. Or if it can't come, it's okay not to force it. Syila's worried.'' Syila.

''Is it raining there too ?'' Ask Dad.

''Yes, well, the rain is heavy. Also the lightning, made Syila afraid.'' Report Syila with the effect.

''Relax, everything will be fine.''

The call ended, Syila saw the clock, one o'clock in the night. Can't believe it's gonna be this hard to meet her parents.

'Father and Mother must be very tired waiting at the airport.'

Syila tried to close her eyes again. Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony of Syila. Syila told her parents to come early. But they can not, because it has fulfilled the orders of its consumers.

As she slept again, when dawn came, Shila again dreamed the same thing. Wake him up with a breath. Syila tried to contact her parents again. The operator called her.

Syila sent me some messages. It contained, Syila told the event began at eight in the morning, told the name of the university and told if they had clothes she had brought all of them. But if you can't attend it's okay, Syila tells parents to rest in her frame. But the stale base just want to know the news of his parents he did not get. The messages have not been sent. Syila is getting worried.

Syila must be present, because she will give some remarks because in this event, Syila is the most highlighted.

Syila was already in her campus, but reluctant to enter, she was still in front of the gate, watching every taxi that stopped. I hope her parents are present.

''Syila why are you here ? Come on in, today you're the star.'' Fanya.

''Go first, I'm waiting for my mom and dad. They haven't come and haven't told me at all.'' Syila was very worried.

''Why is it so packed ? Maybe they're stuck in traffic.'' Fanya relaxes.

''This is my Mom and Dad.'' Fanya was trying to shift Syila's anxiety. They're acquainted. But instead of being more calm, his feelings are even more unfounded. A phone makes it better. Daddyh.

''Dear hallo ? Has the show started yet ? Dad and Mom just arrived but this street is very tired, if we are late we apologize yes.'' Dad is full of regrets.

''Thank God, Mom and Dad made me anxious because it was so hard to contact. Don't think about anything just yet. It's safe Well, ma'am.''

After getting news from her parents Syila rushed into the hall that would be the graduation place. The campus is large and elite, it has a large enough building for this event.

Syila gave some of her messages of impression, hope, and prayers that she offered, for her campus as well as the future of herself and her friends.

A loud applause filled the hall. Syila smiled, but her heart felt numb again. His parents did not see this because the streets were not smooth. He was all prepared for his parents.

Syila had previously asked Fanya to record, all without exception when she performed.

Syila's friends congratulated him on his achievements. Syila responded with a smile and thanks.

Photo session, others present with his guardian take pictures with his family. They look happy faces. Some even brought their big family. Warm, that's the view Syila see family yamg harmonious.

''Hey why daydream ?'' Sapa Fanya's. She looks beautiful from the days before. It looks more mature when wearing toga so.

''Ahh it's okay.'' Answer Syila. Fanyapun understood that his best friend was currently feeling sad because his parents could not attend. Syila had fought hard to get all of this.

Sometimes he forgot to eat lunch because of too much work as a lecturer assistant. If reminded of eating, the answer is, 'Shortly nanggung.'

The gig was only a few minutes, well he even up to an hour of his gig.

His hard work was not in vain. Fanya was amazed by Syila, in her eyes a strong and independent figure.

''Let's capture this moment.'' Take Fanya. They're taking pictures.

''Syila, your face is so ugly, try smiling. Don't show a face like laundry hasn't been ironed.'' Fanya protest, because only her picture looks happy.

She tried to develop her smile, even though it felt strange. Because that smile contained endless worry.

''Is this better ?'' Ask Syila when she sees their photo.