
In the silence of the night. Sapphira looked at the sky which was in the moon. Deep in his heart. The more he tried to forget his teacher the more he felt that he liked him.
"Safira," the voice of the woman broke her daydream.
"Yes, Ma."
"Sleep! Tomorrow we're going to Yogyakarta, right?"
"Hemm, yes."
Sapphira tried to close her eyes in order to get to sleep and wake up the next morning. No one knows where he's going. He just doesn't want people who like him trying to follow him to Yogyakarta. He wanted a new atmosphere and friends there. Wish nothing made him dizzy seven circumference.
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Disappear. That's what the girl I like does. I don't know why I'm so hard to try to make sure. I was like retreating before the war even though I liked it.
At first, Sapphira was so disliked because I always heard about the girl who often skipped certain lessons, often late to school and the ugliness of other Safira. However, behind everything the girl did there was a kindness that fascinated me.
One day I went to an orphanage. The girl seemed to be there so cheerfully teaching the children to count and read. I've also seen the girl who came home late go to tutoring. The girl seemed diligent outside school hours.
"What are you, son?" ask mom.
"Learn to write, Mom." My answer.
"Well, you're going to graduate from college. Cook learning to write, son?"
"Hemm, make someone," I replied.
"Isn't it not the time of the letter? The age is sophisticated, just use a cellphone even use a letter," protested Mother.
"Naufal is still inferior if you make love directly, ma'am. Naufal just graduated college this year and just got a job,"
"As far as you are, son. May the girl in question like it!" my mother said expectantly.
Yeah, all this time I wasn't close to anyone and focused on college. I don't want to get married if I can't support the person I'm going to marry. However, I don't know why that girl made this heart touched. Even though I don't know what he's feeling right now.
I felt guilty for not being able to attend school properly, but I didn't know why she was always late. When I asked the guidance counselor. Apparently the girl was feeling depressed by her father until one time I heard her father had an accident. However, it made Safira not too depressed anymore as usual.
Now I still think about that girl who knows where. I always expected to meet him through his house. However, I no longer see the motor that always comes in and out of the house. It seems to disappear intentionally. Even though I know he said college is out of town, but I don't know which city he went to.
"Safira. If time comes back to make me meet you. I always hoped we felt the same. Forgive Me for not so firmly proving that I like you," I soften my mind, every time I see a star that sometimes without a moon there.
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In the end, Safira attended the Faculty of Mathematics and Natural Sciences in Yogyakarta. Safira rushed in to get into her class. Bruk, he accidentally bumped into someone else in front of him for checking his handbook.
"Sorry! Not intentionally," Safira said.
"Yes it's okay. Next time be careful!" said the narrow-eyed young man.
"I'm sorry!" kesal Sapphira's.
"Yes. You are a new student. I'm Zian."
"Safira" said Safira. The man shook his hand and he replied.
A few minutes later the girl said goodbye to get into her class.
'She's beautiful, ' praise Zian. Then, he left from where he had just collided.
Days pass. This time, Safira gets used to the atmosphere of the campus and her new friends.
"Fira. Eat at the tavern near here Yu before going home!" take a friend named Mira. The girl was nice almost the same as Risa when she was in school.
Safira and Mira also walked out the gate. Their curious friends came to them and in the end they wanted to come with the two girls.
Arriving at the Shop. Safira chose a special food in that place. Just now he was going to feed the food on his spoon.
"Lo's got a girlfriend, Fira?" ask the young man who wears the glasses.
"Uhuk-uhuk," Sapphira coughed. He remembered Naufal far away.
"I don't have one" answered Safira flatly.
"Huh," the three people who were with him instead stared in disbelief.
"I've never dated." Safira said honestly.
"Too busy studying like that," Rio said.
"Yes,"
"So, whenever you're busy learning the same?" babble Michelle.
"Ish, why take care of this me? I want to get married" he said. Oops, he was confused by that sentence.
"There are candidates" said Mira who saw Safira's reaction.
"Eitherway. The soul mate is a God who treats," said Safira.
His friends agreed. Now, his heart rippled in remembrance of the person left behind by him. In fact, he said that to the man.
When Sapphira was about to return to her boarding house. Zian gave a ride with pleasure.
Although hesitant, in the end he also wanted to come with Zian.
"Thanks, Zian!" safira said to Zian.
"Either. Hemm, can I have her mobile number, Safira?"
Safira. He gave Zian his mobile number even though he was not very enthusiastic about the young man. He felt bad because he had been delivered by Zian.
Zian paged from in front of Sapphira. The girl then went inside her room and laid her body on the thick mat.
"Have I gone too far with him?" he muttered as he remembered not the slightest chance for Naufal to get close to him.
Just hope and prayer. He did not know if he could be with Naufal. Because, he himself knew that he was leaving without anyone knowing where. He did not want Naufal to look for him. Even if he doesn't know why he did it. Meanwhile, for Faiz. He only tried to make Faiz forget about him and give the opportunity for Risa to fill his heart.
Cell phone ringing. Safira shifted her flat screen.
[Assalamualaikum, dear,] Safira's mother said there.
"Wa'alaikum hail, Ma!"
[You feel right there, son?] ask the woman.
"Reply, Ma. Don't tell me Safira is here!" safira Pinta.
His mother accepted his daughter's request. Although he did not know the reason for his daughter.
A few minutes later, Safira terminated her phone call. He was tired of all day activities. The girl broke her body and tried to rest.
A very quiet night. Now, the girl is asleep after she tries to brush off her thoughts that are still in her hometown. After he tried to brush off the shadow when he was with people who either loved him or just mere words.