Meaning of Love

Chapter 7

Two weeks passed with two letters coming to him. Reading, and replying to letters from alfia, he ahmad always did not get bored of it. The sky changes color during that time, blue becomes black and vice versa. Star-studded, or even with slow-moving clouds. The windows of the houses reflect sunlight, which blinds the eyes.

He ahmad always lived his routine as a student demanding knowledge so that later the path of life is full of bright light.

The universe does not stop expanding, maybe a supernova explosion occurs but can not be seen in the near future. Maybe after a thousand years, maybe.

Galaxies are scattered, the planets are always circling their parent star, the earth does not stop rotating or revolution.

People are always walking around changing times, in work clothes. Vehicles always ring an ear-splitting clason.

Does this all stop for a moment. So quiet? Maybe that's impossible.

Ahmad, wake up early in the morning to prepare yourself, go to school.

Home in the afternoon state began to come, the sun seemed to want to rest on his platform. As if waving his hand, and signalling that tomorrow he will come again.

Fight with the situation at school with so many different types of human heads. With different thoughts, sometimes he participates in the problems of his friends. Divorce his friends who fight blows, or stop the bully action. Pretty mature isn't it.

But there are times when he was silent all that, maybe he was fed up, bored, with the behavior of his friend. Who was so stubborn and would not give up.

“your health is starting to decline, I'm worried about all this, you shouldn't be so anxious thinking about all this”. Said the doctor gave advice to him. “the dream always comes to ku” said he bowed his head, with a face that is not so happy, feeling anxious, will the condition of his body.

He walked with his mind somewhere, thinking about all that. It is a healed word in him. The road was so heavy for him, could it be that the reason was that time.

The next day, everything returned as usual, with him as a student.

Demanding knowledge, by going to school, resting the body in the shade of trees, with the mind floating somewhere, looking at the endless sky, seeing clouds that are so white. Then back again his class, but the step stopped when he saw nothing suspicious of the movements of his classmates, “what are you doing?” tanya Amhad, seeing ahmad who was behind his theme was surprised, misbehaved and about to run but, he quickly looked at the hand of his theme, “uang who is it?”. Ahmad said he took the money.

His friend just kept quiet, thinking. Then before long his tears flowed profusely, “you're right I was just too anxious to think of all this”. Said his friend on the sidelines.

Ahmad smiled as he closed his eyes.

A hard work is not in vain, it's just that we are too anxious to think about the person we are a rival as a benchmark of the results of hard work that we want to achieve.

In life there is sometimes dissatisfaction with one thing, and want more than that, so is life.

The sea today is not so choppy, ahmad has been sitting on the border between the sea and the edge of the road, looking at the expanse of the sea with the wind blowing the body, he was pensive to think of something, “if he knows, if he knows, he'll fuck me?” tanya ahmad. He thought if alfia knew all about him would alfia still want to be with him, or vice versa. With the condition of the body began to decline he was worried about all this. Will that time repeat itself, sleep in that condition and for so long. Or will he not be able to wake up again, and sleep forever, died without being able to return again.

“hu...” lamented the breath that he exhaled momentarily ended the question after question in his mind, “not to think, just walk the course” said he then rose and looked straight at the sea free. Now he smiles a little with his hands open.

“dear ahmad, time is quite fast passing. I don't think that during that time we never met, met face to face, or even laughed together, I hope there is a time gap for us to be together, I always wait for a change date, a long holiday awaits. Are you the same as me?.”

The night kept coming, the night breeze brushed hair, the cold night so piercing kehati, deserted without anyone to accompany, pensive in a night full of stars. Looking at the black sky. Fancied about the one there, the girl he loved. With a small smile he imagined all that. But happiness in his imagination turned to sadness when he switched his mind to think about him, but it all depends on the above. That's how he thought.

Scorching manta day stung the body, the skin of the body as if screaming hot. Waiting for the next lesson begins ahmad shelter under the usual tree, shady, cool down. The birds with melodious chirping sounds were heard, the whirring of the wind tickled the skin. The sky was so bright with the sunlight blinding the eyes. The bell rang, a sign that the next lesson hour was beginning. Paying attention to the teacher in front who is illuminating the lesson, with the complexity of mathematical formulas, students seem to understand when they do not at all. Take notes and do exercises given by the teacher. Or just cheating on a friend who is considered smart.

Back home school brain tired, body tired. Refreshing the body with water, or even lay the body on a soft mattress, cook noodles or buy cooking dishes at home, brew warm tea, while staring at the sky.

“dad, mother. I haven't been here in a long time, are you guys happy there, I hope so”. Ahmad said while pouring a bottle of water on the land of the graves of his father and mother who are next to each other, then read a prayer and occasionally tell about his life experience to the two who had been quietly sleeping there. “aku do not know, I do not know, I must be sad or happy father, mother”. By stroking the side of the gravestone that read the name of his parents, he was so sad but he put it all away.

“because...” ahmad can not continue he said, he sniffled. “because maybe I will also quickly catch up with y'all”. Ahmad sniffled in silence around him. “I always pray for you, so that someday we can gather together in the place that God has promised us.”

owh yes have you been here too, but I'm sure he's too busy with his job as a doctor.” Then Ahmad said goodbye to his parents who were lying there.