Love Sejagat, Love Friend

Love Sejagat, Love Friend
Fatal mistake



Kartini's Memorial Day race takes place today. Dian as the committee seemed busy helping other committees in organizing several races. I circulated the look of looking for the figure I wanted to see on this show. The school hall is filled with students who are enthusiastic about watching the race. The school also freed the school gates open, today all free not to study.


"Bstar aren't there yet? though the poetry reading event is only half an hour away." I muttered confusedly. To ask Dian, he was very busy. Shortly from a distance the figure on the back arrived.My smile expands looking at him walking towards me, from behind him someone I know touches his shoulder, he said, they talked to each other like they had known each other for a long time.


Deg


'Earth and Star Brother'


My eyes were wide, they both walked towards me. I squeezed my fingers as they got closer, both of them greeted me. Brother Bintang sat in the seat next to me, while Earth sat in my back row. My body was instantly locked, my lips as if tightly closed. Guess what my face looks like among handsome men?


It's like a boiled crab ready to eat.


"Are you ready to dance the poem?" Ask the Star Sister to wake up from the silence.


"Ah, uh i-iya brother. I am ready !" Reply loudly. I shut my mouth and realized my voice was quite loud. I reflexively apologized and immediately lowered my head. I really did not dare to look into the eyes of the Star Brother who was beside me. I should be happy to sit next to the Star Brother, but my heart can not be compromised, jumping here and there and beating faster than usual. I had to hide my nervousness before the Star and Earth realized it.


"Hey...May I see your poetry!" The earth snatched away the poetry paper I was holding. I stammered that the Earth was bowing her Body to the side of my body.


"Don't!" Prevent me from retaking.


The earth smiled grinning.


"Why really? you're so stingy!" Ask Earth curiously.


"Who-why-why-why !" my answer shook my head.


"And I just want to know how your poem is" said Bumi disappointed.


"I'm Shy." I mumbled slowly. I hope they don't hear my words.


Brother Bintang who saw our behavior stopped not to argue. Tibalah one of the students as MC began to call one by one the participants who participated in the poetry competition. Finally we refocused forward watching each participant read his own poetry. I squeezed my fingers, my palms were quite sweaty. I glanced at Earth focusing on the scene like nothing, and the Star Brother observed each participant reciting a poem.


When the MC calls the Star. He rose confidently to the small stage. Then he justified the mic position then with his handsome face made the female students clap their hands. Before a few seconds of silence, the lips of my heart are still closed. Then he sighed and threw it near the mic, until the soft sound of his sighing made the women to be swept away. I looked at him intently unaware I was gulping. Before long he immediately opened his mouth to read the poem with great interest.


Poetry


Kartini the Angel


Bintang Maulana Ibrahim's


 


O thy Name, O thy,


O mother, your mother,


Please listen to me


this poet is lonely


The sea-side wind swept along the coast


nyiur swayed enjoying the rhythm


Misses turbulent wanting you


O, your name


O Mother


Where is this woman of mine ?


where is this brave woman?


why at this time,


I didn't find him


the sea-side winds sweep along the coast


nyiur swayed enjoying the rhythm


Your name is Kartini


the angel in the heart


until we die


"Thank you" he said, ending a smile. One hall stood giving a standing ovation and I was no exception. The Star is amazing. I always felt he was the greatest I would fight for when the time came. He got off the stage and walked up to me sitting on the chair he was in before.


"Great you bro, congratulations !" The earth shook and patted the shoulder of the Star with astonished eyes. He accepted the honor humbly. I looked at him with pride.


"The next participant, let's call Oktaviana Mentari of class X IIIIIPPAAA..."


Deg. Mc called. How'this? I stood sculpting, a hand touching me gently, I glanced at him.


WHAT'S?! Star Brother cheering me on? I looked towards the Earth, it was like doing the same thing encouraging me with a smile. I felt like I had gotten many times the power from the outside but inside the recesses of my heart there was a sense of fear. I stepped up to the stage to receive applause from the students, although not as much as when Kak Bintang performed. Before long, the atmosphere of the hall grew quiet leaving my breath increasingly crowded. I tried to be confident, I had to assume this was just a regular race.I directed my gaze towards the audience.


Poetry


The Great Love


"Work of the Mentari Octaviana"


 


It is when you shed tears


and still care about him


Is when he doesn't care about you and you still do


waiting faithfully for him


It was when he started loving others


and you can still smile while saying ‘I


so happy for you.’


When love does not work


Free yourself


Let your heart spread its wings again


and fly into the wild again


Remember that you may find love and lose it.


But when that love dies


you don't have to die with him


The strongest people are NOT those who always


prevailed


EXCEPT those who remain strong when


they fell


"Thank you." My words kindled a clap of applause. I smiled with relief, I spread my gaze towards the seat of the Star, it was not in its place. There was only Earth with a cold gaze. I came down from the stage to my chair, Earth did not congratulate me like she did to the Star. I squeezed my fingers, my body shook. I feel a little bit like admitting they know I made a mistake. But I don't know if it's true my guess or if it's out because there's a need.


The earth sighed in annoyance, it rose from its seat whispering into my ear.


"You should be yourself." Speech passed. I was surprised to see this.


I went straight out of the hall looking for Star Brother. I have to see him, find out about an explanation.


I looked for him in some hallway class there was no figure. I searched every corner of the school and still couldn't find it. I let out a sigh of resignation. Maybe he's home.


I walked straight to the school gate, my eyes empty in no direction. As I walked down the road back, I saw a black car parked by the side of the road, my eyes caught someone hugging the Star. My steps were stopped, stiff, powerless, my eyes were sharp what I saw. Kak Bintang hugged a long-haired woman. Who is he ?


At that moment I immediately ran past them with strides and a feeling of unease. I don't understand why I should act like this. I know I love her secretly, but I can't take it when Star Sister doesn't refuse to cuddle with that long haired woman !


I entered my house with tears that had seeped everywhere. The memory of the Star Brother hugging makes me sobbing. Why am I going through a rough day today. I dropped my body, face down on the pillow wet with tears.From outside the door mamak was banging on the locked door. He asked me about my situation but I didn't care. I finally gave up feeling like I didn't make it out of the room.


I who from Afternoon cried as much as I could, the night I felt exhausted. My brain is tired and I fall asleep.


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Somehow in the middle of the night I woke up, I looked around the room like an empty room. I saw that my school clothes were still stuck in my body. As I passed the mirror, my eyes bulged up making dark circles below. I change my clothes lazily. I won't wash my face, I'd better continue sleeping. Suddenly the phone on the table rang, I picked it up without seeing who was calling.


"Hallo?" lazy sapaku.


"Tomorrow we meet in the back garden of the school!" sound from the end of the phone and immediately turned off.


I frowned at the sound of a moment's voice directly on the lid without excuse. Who in the middle of the night called me. There really is no work. I put down my cellphone and then I laid down my body.


I continued my sleep.


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