
2 Years later...
I have spent two years feeling so short in my teenage life.
Laughter with my classmates became a memory of my most beautiful times.
And so are my three best friends.
Zen, Adrian, and Nurul, we will feel the separation after becoming classmates, classmates and friends.
Although, in our hearts each harbored the seeds of love, we never expressed it as a courtship.
Zen and I are committed to being the most beautiful of friends.
We fill each other in joy and sorrow. We only support each other in terms of achievement.
So in class, our performance was pretty good.
Our test results also entered the top 3 general champions.
It's not the National Exam!
But, the overall results of the average score of reporting for 5 semesters.
Wh why? Because of Mr. Covid-19 is the UN abolitionist in this country.
"Horris...." Cheers of happiness are also emanated from people who do not like to think.
Then, the short story writing competition that I participated in at that time, how?
Well, that race became my last race that was very memorable while leaving a little disappointment.
Yes, memorable, because being able to get to know new friends who are super friendly is also super friendly. Although, at that time we just knew, but our friendship was durable until returning to each other's lives.
Yup! We often communicate through chat and social media.
We often share likes, comments and even subcribes though. hehe
Moreover, my friendship with Hans, he was the most unforgettable friend.
How not! He was one of the three people who laughed at me and Zen.
I was in a car with Adrian and Nurul.
At that time, I forgot to turn off my phone.
Until Hans listened clearly to the whole incident in the car.
"What a shame!" my inner. Because every time Hans calls me, he's got to taunt me.
"Which Iceman have you denied, Di! haha" goda Hans was satisfied.
Because I always avoid when asked about girlfriends. But the Zen vibe at that time, as if reflecting people dating.
"Yes, deh. Maybe... friends taste girlfriend times huh?" hyah
"Keep, how did Hans find out about the Iceman, huh?" thought asking.
Of course, because while I was with Hans at the hotel, he caught my phone several times getting calls from the Iceman.
And my sense of disappointment was that because of my race result, I only achieved hope of one. That means I didn't get the 'Winner' title at the event.
Likewise with Hans, the top ten was hesitant to stick in him.
Yes, understand us only amateur writers who capitalize only hobby.
Ehh, please err! More precisely just haha.
So, it's natural that we can't win the championship title.
"Patience. patience.." My mind spread me.
But, I still passionately channel my hobby. Because, if there is free time, I can still learn to write in an online novel application.
Meanwhile, the sign of my relationship with Zen, or rather Zen's kiss to me at that time, really became my first and last kiss.
Zen, no longer dare to do that.
He said, "I'll do it when you're ready!"
What does he want for me? Diana
Meanwhile, Nurul and Adrian they are good friends. They like each other in silence. But never told each other.
Because, Adrian held himself back. He knew my words at that time. He doesn't want to hurt a lot of women. He loved Nurul as his best friend. If you are a match, maybe God will unite you.
Well, if Nurul, he really hopes Adrian can consider himself more than a friend. Can girlfriend, can like, can be awkward, can be a lot, can be a lot, like a boyfriend treats his girlfriend.
But Adrian said, "We're in the first position, Nurul?"
Bleess.... Ambyarrr .. all Nurul's hopes.
"Haha..patient yes, Nurul!" That was all I could say while I was with Nurul at the time.
Because no matter how Nurul pleases men, he only dares to say it to me. I am too. We can pour out everything in our hearts, both about gebetan and about everything.
***
"Diana!" call Nurul to me.
"Yes, Nur!" my answer. I turned towards Nurul who was half running towards me.
Yup! Now I'm sitting in the park, my favorite place where I spend my break.
"In, now it's your turn to take pictures with Mr. Kepsek and also Bu Fani!" sahut Nurul to me.
"All right!" answer's short.
I also set my foot, towards the photo shoot.
Nothing fancy with the farewell event this time.
Only a banner that read 'Happy Graduation' became the background of the photo shoot.
Because of the pandemic situation that requires maintaining distance and also wearing a mask. Finally, the farewell this time is only a photo shoot to be used as a memento, and ended with the graduation of the diploma.
After that, we as legitimate alumni are invited to return to their respective homes.
***
Ting!
Sound notification incoming chatt message on my phone.
Then grabbing my phone on the table and opening the incoming chatt message.
'Iceman', that name is on the notification screen.
"Haha... still like me with that name, even after two years have passed.
Let it be, let it be my beloved name to Zen," my inner murmur.
/Diana, what university do you want to go to?/ question Zen to me via whatsapp message.
The deg!
My feelings immediately raged. I could no longer hold back the tears that had soared at the end of my eyes.
Saddened! That's how I feel. Because, my dream to be able to continue my studies, achieve my goals, and study as high as possible, extinct in an instant.
My savings from hard work at my uncle's workshop, which I collected little by little, I inevitably had to use to treat my mother.
Because of this last year, my mother often experienced pain due to her hypertension which is quite severe. As a result, every month my salary is not how much should I use to treat Mother's disease.
Thank goodness my sacrifice was not in vain. My mother is back to health as she was.
However, this heart still leaves a sadness that has not disappeared from my memory.
"Ohh... Ohh... How pity..." Upin Ipin was sad about what I was going through.
Coincidentally my favorite Upin Ipin is on television today. haha
/Hmm.. Maybe my lecture will be postponed, Zen./my reply to Zen.
After that, there was no reply from Zen.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
The sound of knocking on the door woke me up.
"Have you gone home?" my thinking.
"Ahh, it's impossible. I usually go home in the afternoon."
I got off the couch and dragged my feet to open the door.
How surprised I was to see the man standing behind the door.
"Zen?" i'm surprised.
"What?" zen answered with his face.
"Would you like to come here?" I asked Zen because I was surprised by his arrival.
"So you don't like my arrival?" firmly Zen with a slightly raised sound volume.
"What?" my inner.
"A little angry, a little bit snapped, how could I possibly live with him. If his attitude is emotional, I can live with him."
Haha...what does that have to do with chemism, huh? There is, there is a connection. Keremian is usually thin, dry, unkempt.
Similar to the same if the dryness is entrenched, eat the liver every day.
Huh, takuutt... Diana
"Heh, dumbass again!" zen said awakening my daydreams.
"Yes, if you don't like my arrival. I'm leaving again!" menacam Zen's.
"Ehh, no!" worried say.
Because I don't want him to leave either.
"But if he comes in, what do the neighbors say?" Tuh kan's! I daydream again.
"Alright, but keep your distance and wash your hands!" my orders to Zen.
Ahh, reply again. There is a chance. haha... Diana
"Sit down!" I said pointing to the chair on the porch of my house.
Because, no episodes come in the house, yeah.
If my mother was angry how. I still remember my mother's words to me.
Now I am going to be an adult.
"Stay still, Diana. Keep your distance from people who are not yet your muhrim!"
Suddenly a shadow of my mother flashed through my vision.
"Mother, you are! Whether it's there or not, it's still my bodyguard!" I lament in this heart.
"Wear it!" zen said he offered a necklace bearing the letter Z.
"For what?" my many. Because I don't want to be indebted to others.
"Wear it!" zen said the second time.
Hmh! Didn't you give a romantic into my life, God... Diana
By force, I grabbed the necklace. I swung to the right and to the left. Look around at a necklace that someone special gave me. Actually, I really like her necklace. Not too fancy, but simple and elegant.
"Thank you!" I said flatly hiding my sense of pleasure.
"You like it?" asked Zen with a sharp look.
"No!" I pretend I don't like it.
"So? How dare, you.." The more angry he is...
"Yes. yeah, I like it!" I smiled sweetly in front of him.
"I'm sorry, yeah, I'm kidding! hehe"
"Keep, why did you postpone your lecture?" zen asked started to get serious with his words.
"Yes maybe, now is not the time, Zen. I must be sincere.." I always sad when discussing my lecture.
But I have to be strong. Now, life as an adult is about to begin.
Seriate...