Longing Curtain

Episodes 10

"At least we've been together even if there's no bond"

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With a few practice reading the arrangement of the event with brother Angga, I began to be able to read with good intonation. Although always wrong and do not listen to reproof, brother Angga still faithfully taught me. Starting from the style of language, delivery, how to walk on the stage all taught. And just today the release event of the twelfth grade students was held.

Wearing a maroon brocade dress with after a plant-patterned skirt and hijab that is the same as I wear today. A little flower-shaped headdress added to my appearance. A little make up stuck in my face.

I sat in one of the chairs by the window preparing the arrangement of the events I was about to bring. The event is held twenty minutes longer, some prospective graduates have settled on the spot. There are also those who still make up in the salon to add to their beauty.

All the upperclassmen look beautiful and handsome. A look of happiness flashed on his face. Finally after three years of struggle they can graduate from school and continue the journey of his life. I read every line of the series of events, afraid that when reading later something wrong can be ashamed of school because of my actions.

"Zahrah! Seriously very"

I looked up, the man in the white shirt and black suit was standing in front of me. His shiny shoes and beautiful glasses add to his good looks. I can't believe Angga's brother changed completely, I looked up and down, perfect!

"Malah nglamun, "he said while sitting next to me.

"Yes, brother, practice again let's not be wrong later," I said.

"You don't tense up later even load the show," said Angga.

"How not to be tense around handsome guys," said I glancing naughty.

"Aren't I handsome?" Angga looked at me while holding back a laugh.

"Not a handsome?" I looked around without looking at him.

"Don't really, your people until nglamun see "I immediately look at Brother Angga.

"Kepedean," I said.

"The story has moved on from my sister? " I looked at him strangely. Maybe it's not moving on but forgetting.

"What are we doing?" Raise one eyebrow while folding both hands on the chest.

"No, don't you like me?"

Instantly my cheeks blushed, wanting to dodge but it was actually true.

"Who said? Piquancy," I said evasively.

"And I can read your mind" he replied.

"Emang sister fortune teller can read people's minds?" i laugh.

"Not a fortune teller but I was privileged to know what no one knows" he said a little jolted me.

"I mean indigo?"

"You could say that anyway"

I can't keep quiet about his words. Then all this time he knew what I was thinking?.

"Now if you become his girlfriend, brother Angga. Cheating was discovered "I laughed at him.

"Yes if he wants to cheat I cheated first, let's not eat the heart," he said, laughing.

We both laughed together. I just found out that Angga's brother is actually indigo. It was only fitting that what he said all along was true.

"Can photos? "ask, how could I have missed this moment.

We posed in different styles, I grabbed the camera and took over. The photo when he was unconscious I also captured. There was one of the funniest times when he yawned clearly a barrage of his white teeth and the nostrils were slightly inflated. I laughed out loud.

"Siniin, I want to see, "She's getting upset about my behavior and trying to get the camera out of my hand.

"Don't brother, don't take it, "I was upset when he took the camera out of my hand.

"Your cry yes, take a photo carelessly"

He was getting annoyed to look on his face.

"Huh, no papa kak cute, huh, "

I'm still laughing.

One photo was taken and it must have been my photo. He laughed at me looking at my picture.

"Oh my brother, look at me, "my words.

"Don't you not be strong. "

He continues his laughter. I grabbed the camera, sure enough to see I was laughing with narrowed eyes, and widened the smile that revealed my teeth.

"Sir, prank "I'm throwing my face away.

"Hahha, no change of fad" he said.

I laughed, I was somehow comfortable with this. I've been trying to classify it, I should have done this a long time ago.

Seeing her smile happily and laughing loosely I already felt quite relieved . I widened my smile until my dimples started to appear. Angga looked at me for a moment.

"Then you look sweet."

His words successfully made my cheeks blush. How not, praised by the handsome Osis chairman. "But lie, "next. The first look of a happy face now hilag a moment. I opened my lips when today many praised my appearance, why not?

"People, mending you guys so be it. You guys are like a couple. I'm married," said friend Angga.

"What the hell bro, we just temen kok," said Angga.

"Yes no papa times, it's a sense of comfort coming from friendship. If marriage don't forget to invite me, "he said.

I opened my eyes, married? I was still a child, who could bear the burden of the household later.

"Well, what's the wedding? Just want to graduate High School when you want to get married," said Angga.

We laugh together, talk about silly things that might not happen. I glanced at Brother Angga, maybe this is the last meeting.

"Zahra let's get ready, soon the show starts, " said Ms. Mita.

Nervous feelings hit me, seeing so many people filling the building. All eyes looked at me I felt cornered. I started to step forward on stage, taking deep breaths to start it all off. Brother Angga from afar smiled as if giving me strength.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "say me and in reply with greetings as well.

I continued my conversation. Read each series of events ranging from the celebration, performance of the art stage, the submission of trophies, and the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an as the closing of the event. The activity lasted less than two hours.

Finally the activity was over, the burden on my mind began to disappear. Immediately ran towards the door to the outside to meet Brother Angga. Because this moment will happen once can never be repeated again.

Angga's brother sat in front of the building while playing his cell phone. The look of happiness on his face, because he got a prize as an outstanding student. I was getting amazed at him not only handsome but had a myriad of achievements.

I quickly impatiently wanted to congratulate him on his success. My steps came to a halt as the woman with the sky blue hijab approached Angga's sister. The smile I had created was now changing with sadness. The woman looked beautiful with her style as if she had just finished graduation, but it did not seem to come from this school.

I just wanted to make sure who the woman was and asked Angga, but they had not stepped in suddenly to hug in front of me.

My steps stopped, my heart felt like it was being slashed by those painful things that I felt. Maybe the woman is the mooring of Angga's heart, not wrong brother Angga chose her the woman is perfect compared to me. Angga showed the cup to the woman. It seemed that the woman was happy to have the happy news.

I just sat there where I wanted to go, but it hurt. But if it still survives it will be found out.

"Zahra here! "

That voice resuscitated my daydream, brother Angga called me. With heavy steps I walked towards the two of them.

"Congratulations sister, already an accomplished student," I said congratulating Angga.

"Thank you, this knows my girlfriend's Divia"

It felt like this heart was slashed when he heard the word that came out of the mouth of Angga. My guess is right, that woman is her boyfriend Angga. But I still try to smile even though my heart hurts to see it.

"Zahras"

I put my hand on her and was greeted by her.

"Zahra said yes, brother, there is still business because, "i said.

I quickly left in front of the two of them. If there were no flood of tears. I don't want people to see my sadness let me feel it.

After all the photoshoots were done, I decided to go home. I can't wait to spill my sorrow on my beloved bed. It is exhausting, tired of heart and mind.

I don't think the release of the students witnessed me releasing Angga's brother that I never had before