Love Santri And School Teacher

He's Not Coming

Leaving the homesickness of the air is not an easy matter. Every whir of the wind blew a name. And I don't know how many nights he'll curse his carelessness at that time.

The day changed and continued to roll, leaving longing and grief fused. For a moment he was forced by the universe to put aside all tastes.

Akrom bendiri on a campus building, preparing his mind to immediately after finishing everything and go home to pick up something that he must put first.

Stepping in is a ability to momentarily dismiss all love affairs. 'do not hurt love' is a message from his father that he made a handle.

He must finish all his affairs of the land of people as well as and as soon as possible, whether in the end he will meet Cintya like what finally at least not with two rare magnitude does not become useless.

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  The day drifted further away, burying each story slowly swinging fused.

 “Si*l, why am I being tormented like this?” Cintya grumbled as she slowly felt disappointed and her anger shrunk, but still she was reluctant to start talking.

  Various longings gradually came over, shifting anger to pull over creating regret and loneliness.

   “Why do you nduk? How moody is that?” Tanya bu Wiwid sees Cintya standing still in front of the TV.

  “Not why bu” replied Cintya trying to hide her anxiety.

  “Because of Acrome yes?” again the mother's guess met the target exactly. But he still refused to admit it.

  “ Teen love quarrels are not strange things nduk, and frankly talking to each other honestly is the way to fix back” said Wiwid while rubbing the soft hair of Cintya.

  “what will Acrom forgive me ma'am? While I've punished him like without wanting to know how it happened” asked Cintya worried to apply her mother's advice.

  “with what you can answer he forgives or not while you do not want to talk?” ask back Wiwid's build breaks Cintya's argument of doubt.

  “Cintya is afraid she is already disappointed and angry bu” is still a doubt that envelops Cintya.

   “if it's up to you, what will you do. That's your heart problem and Akrom” said bu Wiwid did not want to force his advice to be carried out immediately by Cintya.

  “iya bu, thank you” reply Cintya.

  Of course Wiwid does not want to be too pushy or interfere further about the relationship between the two. And that night's talk about Cintya's love ended.

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  Right on this day all the middle third graders were facing the day of the graduation decision, being crying or happy was an anxiety that struck.

  Likewise, Cintya, not because of the graduation of her sister or her friend. Because he had got a leak that the students at his school graduated 100%, but his anxiety was more when he reunited with Akrom after a time where he avoided Akrom arrogantly when he came to school a few weeks ago.

  While longing and regret have increasingly erupted displacing every sense of emotion that still sometimes appears when remembered at that time.

  Cintya begins to set her heart in order to be prepared to meet and correct her own overly selfish, self-judgmental mistakes.

  “eh Agus, bentar Gus” shouted Cintya calling Agus her sister's classmate who was passing in front of the teacher's room.

  “eh yes ma'am, what is it?” agus replied politely as he walked closer.

  “eee, have you seen Acrom?” cinta asked hesitantly.

  “so far has not been bu, I am from the morning also in class but have not met the same Akrom” reply Agus honestly.

  “may depart later ma'am, later if I meet I say the same Acrom bu” tawal Agus see the look of disappointment from his teacher.

  “eh do not need Gus thanks, later I will send a message to him” avoid Cintya which may still save a sense of prestige to search.

  “oh good ma'am, I excuse you first bu” pamit Agus to re-assemble with his friends.

  “iya Gus, thank you very much huh?” cintya replied and Agus passed from the front of the teacher room.

  Waiting for hours with anxiety that is still the same since he was present from the morning, and the anxiety was kept awake when something worried did not come and obscure tightness in the chest of Cintya.

  Even by noon, all the third graders had already passed from school to celebrate their graduation in their way after all shaking hands with all the teachers as a sign of devotion and gratitude. Still Cintya has not seen Akrom among them.

   Miscarriage leaves from trees in the school yard seemed to obscure hope, and anxiety that from morning was preserved is still intact, and now increasingly high waiting for anxiety that does not meet.

  “you're still disappointed with me Krom?” whispered softly Cintya looked at the school yard that had been deserted from within her space.

  “until you're this quiet? Can you avoid Krom?” no tears accompanied every whisper.

 “maaf” Cintya covered her face with both palms of her hands not wanting her cries to be known to people.

  Separately, he walked through every hallway of the classroom and every corner. And Adhan Dzuhur said he stopped in front of the mosque. The place fell in love for the umpteenth time with a young man who was willing to wet the rain to keep it from a distance.

  He saw every corner of the stairs of the mosque foyer, hoping there was a pair of shoes belonging to Akrom who was parked there like rain at that time. But his hope is only hope, in fact his hope is not understated by reality.

  Every corner of the school building is a carving of a sweet story that became the background of all the love stories of Cintya and Akrom.

  Cintya walked to the deserted cafeteria of the students, left the seller who was cleaning his wares to take home.

  Almost every dikantin they ever occupied to meet ‘ courtship’ secretly.

  “Krom, sorry. I miss you” whispered Cintya who could not resist her longing.

  Daydreaming long enough Cintya recalls all the memories of school and her days that were always accompanied by the story with Akrom.

  With all the struggles in him, Cintya also ventured to send messages to Akrom, no longer concerned with prestige and ego. He just wanted not to regret having dropped the one-sided verdict for Akrom.

  “Assalamaicum. Where are you?” fill in the message Cintya sent to Akrom.

 Long waiting for a reply to Akrom's message, back Cintya drowned in daydreams about her love story memory.

  There were no answers for long either. The more upset the heart of Cintya with all her thoughts about the end of her love story now.

Sepi school environment is getting quiet when it is cloudy immediately down the sky, the remaining sunlight from the gap hit the earth, the clump of leaves as if welcoming the arrival of the rain that began to fall.

And to go home with all his turmoil is the storyline that he is living, and enjoy it with tears that are sown by the wet rain.