Love to My Widow

Old Friends (part 1)

Biyan drove Tika to school by car. Tika was very enthusiastic.

The father of such activities can make wooden utensils next to the house.

**

Inside the House

"When you sit down, will you help me peel potatoes?" busy picking chili in front of the television

Quickly take the knife and peel carefully.

" Yesterday I met Lilis with her mother, at the dress store next to the market" she started a conversation

" Buy clothes?" still busy peeling

"Purchase clothes instead, make lecture equipment he said" explained

Stop peeling,

It's good that Lilis' fate can continue to college.

I saw Nila's changed face. He felt sorry for his daughter. Growing up, I had to get married and forget my dreams.

Mom's eyes are a little teary.

" You want to go to college too?" hands rubbed the nose to hold back tears

He just smiled and then shook his head.

I know Nila's lying.

"You try to tell Biyan the same, want to continue the lecture "continue the activity

Had Biyan not been on duty immediately, I might have found a way to ask permission to continue my studies.

But...

There are still years, waiting for him to finish the job.

" It doesn't feel good Mom, after all Nila doesn't want to be troublesome"

" you're smart, just looking for a scholarship it's not too much of a hassle" she thought

"Hummm.iya later Nila try"

finished peeling potatoes.

In thought, Nila imagined her best friend Lilis wearing an alma mater suit, a Nesti in Taruni uniform. He smiled, but he imagined himself sitting in front of the commander's house waiting for news.

In his shadow, he became increasingly older still waiting and sitting by himself.

"Please...Nila?.."

The knife that was held fell.

"you daydreaming?" Mother resuscitated

"Eh.gak Ma'am" his body bent down to pick up a knife.

Will my fate be like my shadow, waiting until old age?. No.no..don't be paranoid, throw it away.

shake, the knife is held.

"From earlier I noticed you were daydreaming a lot, already there buy soap mom at the store front "to give money

"You don't want to change clothes?" I looked at Nila strangely

He just smiled and went out of the house.

**

In front of the shop,

Queuing in the order of who comes first automatically goes forward.

Nila's turn, he advanced but there were people who grabbed his line.

Who's this guy, playing crobot in front of a woman.

Guys have no morals.

"Eh a', don't play crobot.."

"Sorry tea,... loh Nila?" look back.

Who is He ?

recognize me?

who yeah?

head tilted looking fixed.

"You're Nila, right?" guy with a tall skinny stature, slightly black skin, curls rambutan.

Nila still remembers.

Who is it, Senior High School?

No .

SMP? there is no such person.

just ask.

"Sorry who?" a little doubtful

"Definitely forgot...Febi.?" smile showing a slightly yellowish row of his teeth .

"Febi??...Where is febi?" scratching the head when it is not itchy

"Hahaha you forgot an old friend, ." nodded his head.

I really don't remember, though,

old friend...?

Febi who is..

Smiling awkwardly, her eyes ran to the right to the left thinking of the human figure in front of her.

Old friend

"Febi, SMP Nusa Jaya" is still a crybaby

"Smp Friends? yes I was Junior High in Nusa Jaya, but where was Febi?" fingerbite

"Hadehh,, the curl.you often call bang Ikal, "

"The curls, SMP Nusa jaya?" scratching his hair more

"Hahaha.basasal forgetful.bang kelis pak pak Samsul Nusa jaya religious teacher" is still in a cry.

"Oh my God, bang curls.loh I pangling, totally different..."

"Different yes.hehehe" remains a crybaby

"His body was not thin gini, the skin is also not as dark as it is, now?" oddly

"hahaha..black lungsuh, skinny rich not to take care of ya, hehe"

"But look at the crybaby, this is really bang curls, how is bang healthy?" extend a hand

"Healthy..are you?" retaliate

" Healthy bang, wal Afiat.hahaha.long not meet ya bang" Nila was happy to meet an old friend who used to be her role model.

"I didn't think we could see you again, "

" Well, I didn't expect it either, I guess after graduation we'll be separated forever."

" it could be the language, separated forever, "

"Abang slalu go through has not changed.haha"

They laugh together

"Ehem.so buy not tea" the voice of the character owner ketus.

"hahahaha" laughed together

"So, Wak dish soap is the same detergent" Nila

"All cigarettes are two dus, count them all" Febi gave four notes.

"Not to bang, "

"Udah, it has become a hobby yes, if you buy together you pinginya payin, "canglesan.

"Hahaha" Laughs

Finished shopping they went hand in hand towards Nila's house,

"You want to take me with you like before?"

"Can't you?...Long time no nganter you too" crybaby

"The curls could have been, if you see a face full of whiny, want to be happy, sad, robbed or hit by a strangish like this, who else if not bang curls".hehe"

hit Febi's shoulder

"You're still the same, you still like to punch" stroked his shoulder.

They walk around jokingly reminiscing about the past...

"Can't you come back here again, isn't the house sold?" Nila stopped her steps curiously

"Hehe...not yet sold." his really shabby curly hair was not taken care of.

"Ooh.." continued his steps

"How about Tom and Jerry?"

"Tom and Jerry, Hesti same Lilis?..bang curls could be, hahaha" closed his mouth because laughing too loose.

"How come Tom and Jerry, every day fighting, don't know what's in the fight, I'm the same you who finally broke them" Febi opened his cigarette pack

"Can you smoke?"

"May" Nila but with a different view.

"Why do you see that" ready to start his cigarette

"Just weird..formerly Brother...."

"Anti stink of cigarettes, hahaha" still had time to laugh

Nila nodded, feeling that there was something strange about the habits of curls as long as she was familiar when Junior High..

Febi aka curls, actually Nila's upperclassman in Junior High School. He had to stay in class because he chose to channel his hobby of playing badminton. Join the tournament here and there, until you miss the lessons and exams in the second grade.

Ikal, Nila, Hesti and Lilis entered in one class. Finally they are friendly because they connect and click on various things.

In the past people were lovers of cleanliness, look neat, hair always wear pomet so that it can be arranged curls.

And he's the most anti-smelly cigarette, comberan and other pungent odors..

For some reason during the three years they separated a lot of changes that Nila saw now.

"Emm...bang curls now busy what?, college?" questioningly

Shuffling fixed with a grinning smiling face.

"Then?" Stopped his steps again

"Work" answered lightly and smoked a cigarette

" it's like we should have a long conversation" Nila stepped back to her house.

"your house is still intact, hasn't it moved yet?"

" it's still bang, where else to move, hee"

On their way, through a famous brand silver car passed them slowly and Nila knew who was driving it. Who else if not her husband Abiyan Suprayogi.

Spontaneous Nila smiled looking at the shadow of the driver inside.

Cuff with a cigarette in the hand,

"Who? know someone who has a car?"

"He'eh.kalih "continues his way to Nila's house.