Love Santri And School Teacher

Beware of the Word Pamit

The cold wind along with the water grains carried during the rain forced Akrom to give up falling, after a few days he always sleeps at night studying for the exam after making him sick this time.

All plans to follow Cintya to his house just apologize. Even though he also sent a message, none of them were answered.

Time continued to gradually force passed, the rhymes of disappointment and regret continued to wander. Keeping every breath a human being awaits an answer. An apology that was not delivered.

Akrom was still going through his days with anxiety, his regret that had left Cintya disappointed. But what is the power just to visit he did not have time to be tied to his busyness preparing after graduating from school.

With conditions that have not been so fit Akrom forced to go to school on Monday. Where it is usually very rare third-graders who will enter school after the national exam.

"where are you going Krom?" maftukhah asked in surprise with her son.

"to school ma'am, already wearing gini uniforms still ask?" reply Akrom while laughing lightly.

"yeah, I know my mother, but you need to rest today to be strong" protested her mother.

"just for a moment kok ma'am, Akrom is also already this strong" Akrom replied by hugging his mother's arm. Just a little boy whining at his parents.

"well, the point is don't be tired of you son"

"get ready ma'am, Akrom's leaving. Assalamualaikum" she kissed her mother's hand.

"be careful Chrom. Waalaikumsalam" Maftukhah replied.

Acrom down the city streets that he might soon miss. After all these years, it became routine to go to school.

Standing Akrom pays attention to the parking lot ascertaining whether Cintya has arrived at the school. After making sure he came first. Then he waited in the parking lot.

"good morning. Can we talk to you for a second?" sapa Akrom approaches the newly arrived Cintya in the parking lot.

"sorry, I'm in a hurry" Cintya refused.

"Yes, I can explain everything" Akrom said, not caring about Cintya's repulsion.

"explain what? Want to tell you that you've been hanging out? Same chick? While coffee and smoking?" cintya snapped right in front of Akrom.

"he? Same chick?" asked Akrom who was confused by the words of Akrom.

"already, you will also avoid. Just continue. Please don't bother me" said Cintya smiling cynically full of bitterness and passed away leaving Akrom alone without any more concern for her call.

"basic jerk guy" said Cintya in her heart when walking away from Akrom.

Akrom went to the cafeteria to wait for the ceremony hours and learning activities after it was completed. He waited for the break to arrive so that he could see Cintya again.

Two cups of coffee and several fried foods had accompanied him for two and a half hours sitting quietly in the cafeteria. Occasionally accompanied by sellers in the cafeteria who had been familiar with him.

The break bell has rung. Which shortly thereafter followed the invasion of first and second grade students fulfill their stomach desires respectively.

Notice one by one the faces that want to enter the canteen area. Hopefully one of them is a math teacher he had been waiting for since morning.

Sure enough, before long appeared that face in between the other faces. At once they met each other. And then it disappeared after another face blocked it.

After arriving at a classroom hallway close to the teacher's office. Akrom managed to block the steps of Cintya. "mbak please give me time to explain" Akrom pleaded for clarity while adjusting his breath.

"explain what else? I've seen for myself without you explaining" said Cintya trying to push Akrom's body away from her path.

"you misunderstood Tya" said Akrom convinced Cintya to want to hear his explanation.

"whatever you want to say. I've been waiting for you that long without you telling me. Your number in contact cannot be connected. And drizzle me home to see you alone with a girl while you're smoking? Is that what you want to clear? Huh yeah?" cintya snapped again, fortunately the place was no one. Until that fight no one knew.

"ha?" akrom's astonished expression with Cintya's accusation calling him hanging out with women.

'Pintya's 'plac' slap landed right on Akrom's left cheek.

"selfish basics. Don't look for me anymore. Hate the same jerk guy" said Cintya then passed away leaving Akrom who stood still.

Strayed Akrom with the accusations of Cintya. I want my heart to explain further. But a slap made his heart a little wacky and disappointed.

"how can I explain with this heart condition?" murmured Akrom about his worries this time.

He walked straight to the front of the classroom as a teacher's room. His heart was turbulent about the regrets and heartache that clashed with each other who won the feelings of Akrom this time.

After some time passed, the class entrance bell rang aloud. Until this moment his regret and love for Cintya still reigns over him beating heartache.

Cintya walked out of the door of the teacher's room, realizing that the move made Akrom want to stand up to welcome her ignoring the heartache of the former slap to keep trying to apologize.

But not yet the hardened acrom knee joint lifted his entire body, urung he continued the action after he found another step accompanying him from the room as well.

Akrom just sat there in silence letting the steps of his school teacher pass him by just like that, as he glanced at Cintya who only briefly glanced at him also followed the movement of ignoring him by throwing a glance.

Sitting glumly, he could only resign now his heartache suddenly controlled him. cursed him and circumstances that were not at all right for him to set at will.

He stayed silent for a long time in that chair. The ringing sound of the mobile phone vibrates in his cell pocket. "hello Assalamualaikum" limp sound Akrom answered the phone.

"waalaikumsalam, Where's Krom? It's noon" replied the one at the end of the phone there with the accompanying scolding.

"still at school ma'am, this is Akrom going home again" Akrom replied preferring to succumb to this situation rather than insist on begging for an apology that she had declared to leave.

"you have been careful son" said Maftukhah who was satisfied to get an answer from Akrom according to his wishes.

"yes ma'am. Assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsalam" replied Akrom's mother who then closed her call.

He took a deep breath that felt very tight. Trying to make everything so that there is no sense of weight in his steps.

"again I'm sorry. Have a nice day" Akrom wrote in the message room with Cintya, following another apology message he had sent. And without response.

Then he headed for his motorbike to drive home.the pace of the iron horse is very not violent. It feels lazy to walk away. But forcing them to reach their destination.