
Faith sat pensively at her study table, accompanied by silent nights and the earthy sound of crickets, adding to the atmosphere. A glass of warm sweet tea and fried bananas made by Mother also complete her loneliness. The shadow of Love's face flashed, making Faith instantly smile to herself. It's been a week that the guy's been close to a girl. This makes the days he lives feel more enjoyable. The amount of attention that Faith shows, no longer makes the girl uncomfortable.
At the earliest known time, the existence of Iman as if not considered by the daughter of the kepsek. But now, Love seems more open, seems comfortable near Faith, and wants to talk. For some reason, their togetherness lately made Faith convinced that the feeling of Love is a frequency with her. However, whether it's just a feeling, several times Faith captures there is a little bit of sadness in both of the senses of Love. Faith cannot translate what causes it. The guy guessed, maybe Mr. Baratha's overprotective attitude caused the girl to do so. He is determined, tomorrow will express his feelings to the girl he has been expecting since the beginning of school.
The Netra of Faith was suddenly pounded on the pink diary of Love. Intrigued, the man grabbed the book from his desk.
“Love, sorry yes, I am sassy to open your curhatan.” Faith stroked the name on the front cover of the book with a small smile. “Yes, it's okay, Man. So far,” continued to imitate the voice of women, as if Love answered him. Slowly, the fingers of Faith began to open the diary.
*Third Day MOPDB
Dear Diary, today I am not feeling well. But, forced to go to school, because this is the last day of MOPDB. Unfortunately if you have to permission, said Papa, if you participate in the activity from the beginning must be completed to the end. Even though this head feels bad, I force also stepped foot into school.
Unfortunately, today the activity is centered in the school field. Though hoping in the hall, let me not overheat. After the game session, cold sweat began to pour out, my head getting dizzy. My stomach is suddenly nauseous, wanting to vomit. I'm blissful and silent in the corner of women's wc. You have to sign the mentor's signature.
While trying to ease the nausea and dizziness that plagued, a senior brother suddenly snapped and snatched away my empty notebook. He's been ranting and saying that I'm a sneaky offender, because I'm hiding from activities. In fact, I've tried to explain why I'm in this wc. I just cursed him. What kind of upperclassman smokes in the school cafeteria? Give me a real example.
When he and I had a pretty fierce fight, there came a senior brother whose face was quite handsome. He with a knight attitude, defended me and almost fought a jotos with his fellow committee. When the gaze of me and him met, why am I so stubborn? Before I knew her name, I was suddenly in the UKS room. Earlier, in the midst of a feud between the handsome man and his friend, I fainted. Thank you for taking me and bringing me here. Since today, I've started to like it*.
Deg, suddenly Iman feels weak. As it turns out, Love already likes someone at school, and it's not her. The happy feeling that enveloped the heart of Faith suddenly vanished, evaporating out of nowhere. The plan he was going to shoot Love tomorrow, was instantly shattered. Faith opened another chapter of the diary. He was curious about the lucky guy who was idolized by a girl as beautiful as Love. The net began to fixate, re-examine the beautiful handwriting of Love.
*This break on the edge of the field is very crowded, right? The female students were heard shouting hysterically and seemed to be crowding. Their screams beat the audience at a music concert. Maybe an artist came here? Or is this school used for filming?
As Naya and I passed by in the crowd, they mentioned Ikhsan's name on the sidelines of their screams. I was curious, what kind of face is the soldier being hailed by the women? When I looked up at the field, it looked like the handsome guy was playing basketball. Jago also plays. Many times he managed to get the ball into the ring. Although the voice on my left right was noisy, but I thank you, because of them, I know the name of the handsome.
Brother Ikhsan, seeing his face and also his battle, it is appropriate that he become an idol. Moreover, before, my heart trembled with its sweet voice as it chanted the holy verse of the Quran during the Spiritual Friday activity. Not only my heart, sure, everyone present at the activity, seemed hypnotized with his beautiful voice. Truly a role model, already handsome, soleh again*.
The chest of Faith suddenly tightened, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him, while reading the next sentence after sentence that Love wrote on other sheets. Now it's clear the guy that Love likes. Ikhsan's charm, the brother has stolen the heart of the girl. Honestly, Iman is jealous. However, pity overcame her excitement, capturing the heartache the girl felt. This is illustrated by a string of words written Love that hopes his feelings will be together. Faith, can no longer read it. The man closed the book and put it back where it was.
Now, answered already, the origin of the emergence of sadness that is depicted in the eyes of Love. The guy knows very well what it feels like to harbor a taste. The guy breathed a heavy sigh. He tried hard and hard.
Sorry yes, Bund,” watered down while continuing to smoke his cigarettes, things he always did secretly, because this is most hated by Mother.
***
“Man, Love is going to the bus. Elo get there, get him. He said elo wanted to shoot,” cerocos Gilang that was responded coldly by Iman. “Eh this child even cuek. Tumben again, even to the canteen, usually rhyme to perpus.” Gilang looked astonished at Faith, because usually the friend is enthusiastic and excited when he heard the name of Love called.
“Man, elo smoke again? Since when? Said it has stopped since forbidden Mother elo.” He grew curious and wondered at the changing attitude of Faith. Yesterday his best friend looked cheerful, now even moping durja. “Man, if Love sees this elo, he will run away you know.”
“Lang, nagging elo beat mom complex. Indonesia has been independent since the year ’45, so it's up to me dong, want to say also.”
“It's not so, Man. This day I noticed, elo not as bright as yesterday. Do not bemoan pocket money that still does not go up, thank you. The important thing can still be jajan.” Gilang tried to throw jokes, but Faith still remained silent. Usually, the guy will return the joke by throwing a joke that makes the two will laugh together.
“Stories, Dong, Man. I am a reliable friend,” said Gilang while patting his chest.
“Bener elo want help? Whatever I ask for?”
“Iya, Man. Just don't pay money. Even though the rainy season and flooding are everywhere, but my pockets are again dry, nih.” Flick off the grimace while scratching your head.
“If you want to help me. From now on, stop asking me why. Thank God, I am healthy, Wal-Afiat. Only, was his sense of humor dwindling. Want to try more mature.” A moment later, the Korean-looking guy smoked a cigarette and exhaled his smoke into the air.
“Cie, who wants to look mature. My advice, if you want to look like that, stop breaking school rules. Quit smoking before you get a call from Mr. Sasongko.”
“Nothing. I, ‘kan indeed subscription called to BP room. That's Mr. Sasongko's sign of attention.”
“Yes, Man. Dear Mr. Sasongko aja elo proud. If you pay attention to the same Love, new elo must be happy.”
Iman raised his shoulders, then left Gilang after turning off his cigarette. Benak guy looks funny is filled with various questions. Confused should help in what way to restore the joy of the Faith again as before. His friend was hiding something. A secret that no one wants to know, including by Gilang, the closest person in school. To be sure, he was sure this had something to do with Love. Gilang determined to find out what caused the attitude of Faith to change.