
"There is a mirror..." Said Gilang by taking a mirror on the table of one of his friends.
"You want to go to Lang?" Ask Ojit.
"No. I just want to read" he replied. "Milor oh milor, who is the most beautiful woman in the world??"
Hearing that Ojit immediately patted his jidat. "Mirror is not milor!"
"Miror oh milor who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"
"Heh heh has been said to be a mirror as well. After all yes, there is no such thing as a handsome woman!"
"I told you about the mirror!!"
"Here..." Ojit grabbed the mirror held by Gilang. "Mirror oh mirror who is the most beautiful man in the world??"
"Delay" replied Gilang by changing his voice to small. "It's not me. But why girls on don't realize that I'm handsome?"
Ojit rolled his eyeballs. "Stress!"
"Don't hold on to my mirror.." He said grabbing the mirror in Ojit's hand violently.
"DISAPPLY!!" Jerk the lily by taking over the mirror. "Gapain Lo hold my mirror!"
"Yes, just hold the doang. Don't be stingy, li..." Gilang. "Partially why the hell Lo angry continue to be the same me. My love is always rejected. Less what try me?"
"The face was in cleanin first let ga masem. Kayak Fariz!!"
"Lo yes, look at Mulu physically. Besides Fariz also won't like Lo, he already likes other girls. I just accept it..."
"No!! It's gone..." Dismissed.
"Li,, my friend is handsome, really," said Ojit. "Look at this, the jidatnya uwih glazed as wide as the ball field. His nose is like a shirt button, his mustache is as big as a broomstick. His body, as tall as a pea-wide electric pole. No, what less do you try??"
"Heh, Ngadi Ngadi lo! I don't have a mustache..!"
"If you have more charming dong Lang..."
"Assynogaic"
They both looked. Staring at the four men who returned to school together. "Weeh is back for four boys!"
"Four boy four boy!!" Iqbal muttered while still helping Fariz walk.
Instantly, the students immediately gathered around Fariz.
"Eh riz is healed??"
"What is school'?"
"Alright Riz if it has not healed do not on the axis..."
"Riz, can you go to school as a doctor?"
"Where's Lo's condition now?"
"Ah glad I finally get to go back to school again"
"HJSTT...! Uh you guys, don't be fussy!! Diem" Ojit said.
"Yes, go back to the table. Besides Fariz school is not for your nemuin either" Timpal Iqbal.
•••••
"Dear..."
Aisha looked back. His whole eyes looked towards Fariz who was walking slowly towards him. Without thinking for a long time, Aisyah resumed her steps quickly. "Dear...!" That call is not at all gubris. He doesn't want to deal with Fariz anymore. All the flavors that already exist, want him to throw as far away as possible if he can. Maybe love is not the right path for him right now. He just wants to focus on education.
"Dad..." His steps stopped when in front of him arrived there was only Iqbal. "Please don't run from Fariz. He just wants to talk good with Lo. " Iqbal said understanding.
Aisyah shakes. "Dad can't."
"Can't you why? Plis Shah, horrified Fariz this one time. He was willing to go to school just to meet Lo. Look at that, he's got to kayak kudu suck his way."
Aisyah looked back. Staring at Fariz who was walking very slowly withstood the pain in his stomach. A sense of unbearability immediately appeared within him. "Udah yes, Lo directly talk to Fariz for a moment. If Lo doesn't want to talk, Fariz will definitely make a point to continue school to meet Lo. And if that keeps up, he doesn't have time to rest. Fariz is healing again. But he means it continues."
Aisyah sighed softly. He turned around and walked over to Fariz. "Sister..." Call her by looking at the face that was enduring the pain before her. "Help help you sit down..." His words then help Fariz as much as possible so that the pain does not increase.
"Sir, why is it that big brother is still?"
"Gue can't rest if you haven't calmed down" replied Fariz. "Dad, I still feel the same guilt Lo. And if I can't get an apology from Lo, I certainly won't be able to calm down."
"Aisha, I'm sorry brother."
"That's my Lo sorry?"
"Emang why? Aisyah could understand why her big brother at that time. Aisyah understands. So Fariz doesn't have to feel guilty..."
Fariz. "It is precisely all of your sincerity that makes me more guilty. Why can't I trust you first? Though many have been clear that Lo is not wrong."
Aisyah also fell silent.
"We're better?" Ask Fariz.
Aisyah nodded.
"Fusally?"
"Our relationship is good now. But that doesn't mean we can get as close as we used to be."
"Lo want to stay away?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Why? Because Lo's actually still mad at me?"
"Aisha never got angry with her sister. But what you said back then was real. We better stay away."
"There's no other way?"
"That's the best solution in our relationship. Step away from each other."
Fariz lowered his head. Striking the weight in his silence. "That was Lo's decision??"
Aisyah nodded. "Yes"
They were silent to each other.
"I don't really want to be martyred. But if that's your decision, I accept it. Not that I don't like Lo anymore, but because Lo does have the right to decide. And I appreciate that."
•••••
Second by second, minute by minute and day by day. They really stay away from each other, keep their distance from each other. Refrain from talking to each other asking for news. It was only the greeting smiles that they threw at each other as they passed by.
Missed, yes they felt it. All their closeness, now only memory. It's a memory to want them to come back. "When that time can be repeated shah..." That's what Fariz said in their last conversation.
Now, I can only look from far away. Smiling from seeing him laugh, and pensive at the sight of the sad strokes on his face. Only from afar, they monitor each other's situation, making sure it's okay.
Day by day, month by month. They are getting overwhelmed by the situation. Just passing through, now rare. Really, like someone who doesn't know at all.
Fariz was increasingly preoccupied by circumstances that required him to repeat in various subjects in preparation for graduation. Not only in the form of theory, practice tests to more easily understand what has been learned are now increasingly being done. The schedule he got was getting more and more crowded. Now it is the book that the end is successful to become his close friend.
Aisha, she is the same. The construction for the preparation of the race that will be held in a few months, making the schedule even more crowded. He had to give up 10 hours of his time to study.7 hours in school, and the rest for coaching. Not to mention the break time in the pesantren that he must be willing to cut for the sake of learning.
Until it is not felt for them, the exam class has been held. On the other hand, the twelfth grade should also be faced by their graduation exam. Race to get the best value, for sure. Almost all the students heaved a sigh of relief when they got through it. There are also those who are still anxious about the results they will get.
Until a sweet smile can not be restrained from every student there. A sense of relief and happiness emanated markedly on the faces of every twelfth grader when they were all declared graduated by the school. Gratitude continued to flow they said incessantly. Certainly, now Reyhan who came out with a degree as an outstanding student.
Colorful flowing decorate the air of the school yard. Added to the joyous cheers of the students. They ran around, scrawling signatures at everyone they met. White ash clothes now, crowded pattern with various colors and signature streaks on it. Although it does look happy, there is still a sense of sadness which must be separated from their friends.
Yeah, that's life, every meeting there's gotta be a farewell. And that can't be avoided. They must be sincere, even though there is a sense of unwillingness to separate. But life goes on, and we must be able to create a better future than what we live in today.
•••••
Entering the new school year, all existing dependents must be paid off immediately. Examples such as building money, book money and others. Likewise with the library. For those who still borrow books, must be returned immediately. With returns that have been given a time limit. Aisyah who often borrowed books in the library, remembered her who still had a dependency on books but she had not returned them. So on the second day of gathering, he immediately rushed to school and walked towards the locker. That's where he kept his book. Hopefully there are still.
Aisyah opened her locker. A little relieved that the book he had saved a few weeks ago was still in place. Little dusty. He rarely keeps items in the school locker, besides fear of being lost, Aisyah is also the type of person who forgets to put things.
As he was busy blowing and dusting on the book cover, his eyes were directed at the piece of paper that was there. Aisyah thought she never put a piece of paper in her locker. "Did you forget you ever put paper in here?" Ask her to herself.
Aisyah took the paper, then read the writing contained in it.
Aisha...
The beginning that called his name made Aisyah speechless. Who is this from? And since when was it here? Aisha read it from the beginning.
Aisha...
I'm sorry to you, sorry about everything
For all my words and behavior that hurt you, I apologize,
I also want to say thank you to you, Lo,
Thank you for all the stories you have told in my life,
Thank you for being in my life, thank you for all the smiles you always give me. Honestly, I was lucky to meet and know Lo Syah,,,
Aisha....
That name may not have disappeared from my heart
I'm saying goodbye, though,
If destiny is on our side, I'm sure we'll meet
See you next time, take good care of yourself, yes, do not get sick.
Assalamualaik...
salam Fariz
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