
I thrashed around with the door so that my mother opened the door, but in reality it was all in vain. I've been slammed into the floor behind my door holding my knees crying sobbing out all the feelings of not being able to see Alex.
The body began to rise trying to calm down to go to the bathroom. One or two droplets of dew in the eyes began to flow profusely, along with the splashing of water from the shower that soaked the body. In order to soak my sobs, I put my hands on my face trying to hold back the tears that were becoming more and more, that is, when recalling the incident of torture to Alex. The bathroom was the best place for me when my heart couldn't stand the pain of Alex's mistakes.
Raga tried to keep wanting to look okay, when my love was not as smooth as expected. Tired of spilling sobs, now my body is broken lying in a mattress while looking at the light from the bedroom window.
"You have to change schools tomorrow" said the mother who had cheered into my room.
"Moved? but, ma! Is this not outrageous until it moves everything?" manywould be surprised.
"Anyway should. You have to move out immediately, if you don't want to see your mom ruin Alex and her mom's life," Mommy's assertiveness threatens.
"Mama is very cruel. Alex's job you used as a weapon to keep us apart" I said in a tear that had broken.
"Remember Amel. You are the only child you have and are our hope and focus. So follow and listen to what mom says, because this is all for your good. Your future is still long and we don't want to be destroyed just like that for the life you will live in the future. So understand, son!" my mother's explanation is now following me to cry.
"But, ma!."
"There's no buts, Amel. Mama doesn't want to argue with you anymore. What is clear is that my mother did all this for your good" she said.
"Yes ma, forgive Amel's behavior" I replied lethargic who finally realized the delinquency that now makes both parents feel disappointed.
"Good Amel, this is what we expected."
"You stay away from Alex for a while, if you don't want to see them quickly, leave this house. So follow all the words of my mother," threatened my mother again.
"Yes .. yes, ma. Forgive Amel who has disappointed mama," said I slowly.
"She, my mom can tell him. You doing the same Alex was a mistake in your teenage years. Most importantly you are fine with all that," he said slowly as he hugged me.
"Yes, ma. Thanks for understanding to forgive your son's mistakes!" reply pilu.
Tonight I still received a punishment that was not allowed to go out, so I had to have dinner in my room. The feeling of wanting to meet Alex was so high and now I can only give in and be patient, to try to serve the punishment. Maybe it's an ordeal for me to understand what my love for Alex really means.
*******
On a dark night, without a fight I finally moved the city along with the transfer of school, which was delivered by my parents. Mama put me in a private apartment owned by a family accompanied by a female maid, so I would not be bothered with all the cleanliness of the apartment. Displeasure over all this I still do for Alex's good.
Alex's unselfish guilt has haunted me so much, because my early mother forbade me not to say goodbye to her, which is to leave immediately . Everyone should stay abreast of all of your plans, which don't allow Alex to tell you where she's been secretly moving. My mom said it was all for the good of everyone. Mama's anger can't peak anymore, because if everything happens then Alex and his mother will be affected.
"Be careful if you dispute our words. Then you will receive the consequences about Alex," she told me as she drove her way to the apartment.
"Heeem," I answered briefly while looking at the night light from behind the windshield.
In my heart there is a thump that feels no less chaotic, which is a longing.
But there is also the fear of loss makes me quite agitated, upset, and languishing.
But as much as possible can only keep it and I close it tightly all in the recesses longing for my heart.
For now enough of myself can be encouraging.
Only in the meantime do I not want to hear the appeal of love from him, because it can shake my heart that is trying to avoid him.
All of that is a heavy burden for me in the name of longing, but let everything go as it is. Only time can decide how our next love story will be.
"We say goodbye first. You take care and take care of yourself" said Mama when I walked in front of the apartment door to go home.
"Heeem, okay!" I answered because I still have anger.
"Bye .. bye, be careful!" say it again while kissing my cheeks and forehead.
I could only remain silent without words, as a result of the annoyance still enveloped. Both of my parents' palms were kissed, when they were really going to leave me alone in the apartment.
********
It's been a week that I've been transferring schools, my distant longing for Alex is getting more and more unstoppable. The feeling of not seeing her face really tormented me. The body began to drop a few pounds due to not tasteful eating, accompanied every night there is always only a cry behind the room room.
"Well Alex, is your heart the same as mine that wants to meet in this longing that has no sense of driving it? I feel like I'm no longer holding back from wanting to meet you?" I said in my heart pensively in the solitude of the apartment room.
"How can I contact Alex while the phone has been seized by my mother?" the gumanku in heart.
But I didn't run out of sense just like that, so I could hear his voice right away. Armed with wanting to borrow my maid's old nokia phone, I was eager to listen to the voice of my beloved heart across the city where I lived.
"But, non."
"Come, bik. Pleeaseee!" take my door again.
The maid strongly refused due to my mother's threat, because if you could figure out this new maid would lose her job. But with seduction and a little lure over my persistence, I finally got the hanphonenya as well.
Tut .. tut, the tone of the device I was holding had no reply to Alex's call. But for Amel will not give up just like that, until the third call, Alex finally raised as well.
[Hallo Assalamualaikum, Alex]
[Walaikumsalam, sorry who is this? ]
[It's me Amel, beb. Did you forget about me? Even though we have not met for a week, you have played forget it!]
[Eehh .. sorry non, who was I kirai'in? The number listed is a new number]
[What's the matter, non?]
[Aaah .. that's Alex. I was desperately looking for a way to listen to your voice, but what are you? Hadeh you here, what is wrong with your mouth now? Then forgive me, if I have interrupted your busy life]
Tut .. tut.
One, two, tig- ... dert. My maid's n-device voice is ringing now.
"*Your design Alex, hi. hi. hi. hi. hi," My satisfaction in the heart due to having pranked A*lex by pretending to snack.
My longing feeling that had been so unbearable just wanted to listen to his voice, but now he was asking something that made me half-dead.
Dert ... dert..dert, three calls have been made by Alex on a continuous basis. And only the fourth time, I just picked up a device borrowed from my maid.
[Hallo non, don't get mad dong, non! 'I didn't intentionally do that. So I'm sorry .. yes!]
[Help]
[Non Amel, the story is still angry 'is this?]
[Hallo non .. non Amel]
[Hem]
[Kok answered hem doang? Really angry, right! If you're angry, I'll end this conversation]
[Eeh .. eeeh, wait for Alex. Yes, yes, I'm angry with you again, end of your badass]
[Yes sorry, my dear non Amelku ]
[Hi .. hi .. hi]
[Cock laughing instead?]
[It's funny, you call me baby! I haven't heard it in a long time. Don't you miss me, Alex?]
[It must be kangenlah. But we can't currently follow and refute all of your mama's words]
[He'eh, yes Alex! Promise to my mama, we won't be able to deny it. Oh yeah, how are you?]
[Alhamdulillah I am good. You, non?]
[Thank God, then. I'm good too]
[Oh yeah, you still love me, don't you, Alex? Even though we are far apart like this?]
[Surely it is, non Amel. My love will never fade for you forever]
[Alhamdulillah, good then]
[Cn ... Alex is ready. It's the result of borrowing my maid's device. First, we'll connect again. Da .. da .. da, Assalamualaikum. Emuuuac]
[Bye ... bye too. Walaikumsalam]