Love is Named Us

Reunions

I stared straight there in line with my mind drifting somewhere.

I don't know why I feel lonely in this crowded place when the situation around me is very boisterous with laughter and happy sounds.

It's been a few years since school. And just today all regrouped.

Am I happy with the event that was labeled with the word reunion?

Not particularly.

It's not that I'm anti-social, even I used to have a lot of friends, it's just that I was never interested in coming to an event like this. Because ultimately they are only interested in the social status they have achieved at this time.

I sipped the drink I just picked up from the table at the end of it. The cold water slowly enters the throat. My thirst slowly disappeared.

With the clock on my phone, I was getting bored and bored. Then it occurred to me to immediately leave quietly from this place. After all, I waited too long and I thought that person would not come either.

I had just stepped my foot for a while, but I had to stop my intention to leave because the figure that was the reason I was here came to me. He ran small with his smile that is so distinctive that I still remember until now.

“ Yuna,” the sap then hugged me. He was so happy to see me and I was so happy to see him again. “ Sorry, I'm late.''

'' I thought you weren't coming" I said.

“ Where might I not come, didn't we promise we'll meet.”

Yeah, the deal we made when we got word of this reunion. Two weeks before H day we had already sent each other a message to meet at this place.

Actually coming to this event alone would have been hard for me if not for Hanum, my best friend. My biggest problem especially if it's not the funds I have to spend.

I'm not the one who has more money to spend, but because Hanum and especially I have decided to stay in this city, so I want to let it go too. Hanum and I have been friends since childhood. Our families know each other. So it's okay for me to sacrifice a little. Because even Hanum is not like a brother-like friend to me.

“ Oh yes, introduce this my future husband, his name is Reza,” he said introducing the candidate.

I smiled at him and introduced myself and he did the same to me.

“ When I'm engaged you don't come, so when I get married, you have to be my bridesmaid. I can't refuse, my family misses you too. They often ask you, let alone Mother, she misses not having a storymate anymore."

Indeed, on the day of his engagement, I could not attend because of my distance and busyness. Three years ago I decided to work out of town. Not a great job but enough to live our lives.

I worked in a small company as an employee, indeed the salary was not too large but only the work that I could do at that time because of the needs that could no longer be delayed.

The very life turned 180 degrees, forcing me to work anything as long as it was halal. Moreover, the needs of my sister who has entered college which of course requires a lot of money.

" Yuna, why shut up? You're coming, right?" he asked with hope for my presence.

" Of course." In the end, I fulfilled his request. There's no way I'm resisting when I really don't have the excuse I used to.

Hanum was immediately happy to hear my answer. He smiled broadly while holding my hand.

...********...

From there came the voice of an MC who instantly shifted the intimacy of our conversation. Me, Hanum and Reza approached the venue that was about to start.

The noise began to echo. All late in this pretty festive kangen meeting.

I try to enjoy every detail of the event, at least the money I have spent is not in vain. That's how I think.

Sounds selfish.

Yes, that's how I use every piece of money I get and spend. I understand how hard it is to make a living even just to eat.

...********...

It was cold as the night wind started to pierce my bones. Somehow I will get home, of course public transport and buses are difficult to find at hours like this.

I picked up my phone intending to order online shuttles as a last resort I had to make. But Hanum who saw me so much, immediately told me to go home with him.

At first of course I refused because I was not good with Reza, afraid he was even burdened to deliver me.

However, Hanum continued to force me.

“ Come on Yuna, no need to hesitate like that,” Reza told me.

Hanum took my hand so I could go home with him.

This behavior has made me go wrong.

“ Yuna.” Hanum started whining and I gave up.

“ Alright, Hanum. Sorry for bothering you.”

“ Not at all.” Hanum assured me that they were happy.

I got into that fancy car. It feels very comfortable not like on the bus or public transportation that I often ride.

The road was so quiet, only a few vehicles passed by. Maybe because tomorrow is not a holiday, so the residents of this city have fallen asleep with their beautiful dreams.

On the way, there is something we tell you, from the school period to the present state. In the interlude of laughter considering the time of school first.

Meeting Hanum again makes me happy and forgets this bittersweet life.

...********...

I finally got home. This long journey felt very short because of the pleasure we felt.

I got out of the car after thanking Hanum and Reza.

“ Next time I stop by ya,” said Hanum.

“ Okay,” answer.

Hanum waved his hand as the car slowly drove by. I was still standing looking at the car until it was lost at the end of the road.

I can finally rest, let go of my tiredness from morning.

I open my bag and I look for the keys to the house.

I opened the door and closed when I entered my house. I laid my body on the bed. This house feels spacious for me who only lives alone here.

The house is the only asset left of my parents. A place filled with rain and heat.

I looked at the family picture hanging on the wall. The happiest picture of me when I graduated from college.

My mom died 5 years ago and my dad is in a place he shouldn't be. I have a younger brother who lives in a dorm. He is my only brother.

I don't know when we can regroup like we used to, only God knows.

Although we rarely send word, but the affection will never fade.

I closed my eyes and hoped I would have a beautiful dream and wake up to a happy reality. I hope that.