My friend, my husband

1. End of School Period

The same morning activity is lived every day by us students SMK City B. Including me who every day take public transportation to school. Meet with friends at the school gate, walk uphill to each class. Even though it is said to have reached school, the journey still continues. Since our school is in the hills, it still has to pass through the cold mist in the morning. The distance between the school gates and the classes takes at the latest about 7 minutes by walking. With a place that is indeed in the mountains, forcing to walk in the middle of the cold rice that then becomes accustomed.

I am in 3rd grade now. Counting the months will be graduated from this school. Will definitely miss the school atmosphere that is so fun, it means fun because it can meet friends, if for learning...

After graduation, I will be looking for a job. Even though Mom can afford college, I still reflect on the circumstances. Do not want Mom to continue to work hard to slam bones with her age that is already old for tuition fees. After all, during school also often work part-time, so it will be more accustomed to work. If college is also lazy to think again.

“Sora! Daydreaming what hayo...!”

While embracing, the voice of a well-known woman disperse my daydream towards the classroom, Risa.

I just smiled back at her embrace speeding up the steps towards class.

In class there are many other themes that arrive sooner than the two of us. Walking towards the seat that every day willing to jump my body right next to the seat of a male friend who is quite familiar.

Indeed, with friends everyone is familiar, but with this Zaenal I dare to complain or share happiness. And vice versa with him.

“ Very lethargic, thinking what the hell?”

He asked, just by looking at this unusual look of a face he had already understood with my mood.

“The house told me to go to college, but I'm not like it. I'm sorry if I have to see Mom do that job. ” My answer is to put my head on the table.

“Because of charge? But it was your mother who supported.” He put his head on the table facing my face.

“I'm already dead, want to work. Want to increase your mother's income. Soon my sister will marry me, if marriage is different again. Not necessarily he can help finance the house regularly, because he already has his own family.”

“As far as you are anyway. That is your life. My guy won't go to college either.”

“Why?”

“You help me take care of the restaurant. Let me go to college later. Itung-itung replacein the position of the father who already does not exist.” Sayu's smile.

“Hi... morning..”.

By coming suddenly makes us look towards him. Zani, Zaenal's girlfriend.

“Still in the morning have you been here? What are you?”

I asked a little teasing him.

“You're turning over the notebook, here's your book. Waahhh... really yes... your book many scribbles Sora.”.

Returns the girlfriend's book with her head shaking.

“Hehehe. He's a grandiose picture in my book, like he already considers a picture book like my book.”

Showing sheets full of Zaenal hand graffiti.

“Ya... rather mending the picture is good, lha this in Zaenal... scribbles what try.. hahaha”.

Risa joined in ridiculing the graffiti d book Zaenal. Yes, Zaenal is very good at drawing. While I'm not good at anything.

The days continue we pass waiting until school graduation, the exam we have passed. I was looking for a job that could accept high school graduates like me. School activities are still ongoing even though not full of learning, which we even chat here and there.

“Who will marry first in our class?”

Ask friends who do not have work, but invite interest that makes us become confused.

“What is clear is already on have a partner lha.. tuh... many in our class.”.

Risa replied with bulging eyes As if pointing at the people in question.

“Usually the diem will marry first. Noh kayak Sora. Yes, I know-know marriage.”

The other men agreed as if agreeing with that opinion. Zaenal and Risa just chuckled, because they knew what was on my mind about marriage.

“Intinya later who is the first to marry, the first night must be live streaming yes.. hahaha"

Wedding for me personally a little not wearing. Because my parents divorced, they cheered from me Elementary. Because he said that Dad's personality is bad enough to make Mom decide to divorce Dad. Without knowing the exact reason why they divorced, my sister and I went with Mom. Maybe because I'm often with my mom. Until finally at the beginning of school I was gone forever. And because of that too, I'm the same Zaenal so familiar cepet both already do not have the figure of Dad.

Not that I thirst for a father's love. The attention Mother and Big Brother gave was more than enough. It's just that the words left and left made me a little nervous.

I remember when my parents divorced. Mom sued Dad, but Mom cried the most. I don't know, only they know. I am afraid that I will have to be abandoned by a partner, or leave a loved one.

Finally graduation has been done. All the school friends graduated. The atmosphere of school, class and friends will be greatly missed. Especially my friends who are familiar with me, maybe only a few people. Because I'm an ordinary student, not famous at all.

Unlike Maru who is famous for her attractive face and also smart, moreover, she is the boyfriend of a Mary who is also beautiful and smart too, even this woman got a college scholarship because of her intelligence. And the familiar ones are also only a few, Risa, Zaenal maybe only the two of them are really close.

While looking for work, he gave up his motorcycle to give. I asked Zaenal to teach riding a motorcycle, preparation when if you get a job later do not have to ride a public vehicle. Zaenal willingly teaches riding a motorcycle until we fall many times. This injury, that injury, I don't think. The important thing is that I can quickly ride a motorcycle. Unknowingly, I have also endangered Zaenal. Poor it also turned out to be him.

“Aduuuhh.. People will suspect you two are dating know!” The man who turns out to be behind us, approaches us who are resting while treating minor injuries.

“Maru, Why are you here?” Ask Zaenal

“Against Maria's street, she's in the toilet. How did you go to Sora? Not at all.” Sharp glance.

“Hi. . I don't see, I'm doing wound medicine.” Glances a little

Zaenal helped me to treat the small wounds on my hands.

“Wwiiihh. Loe two, familiar the hell. Loe already has Nal's girlfriend, sober. Moreover, Sora is single.” In a mocking tone

By itself the hand hit the small shoulder width of Maru

“Ngajak mulu storm... I'm single because of choice. You are dating mulu. Huh.”

“My love to the couple loe each later. Will definitely be jealous really see you guys deket gini.” Blink towards Zaenal.

Zaenal felt amused, then drove Maru money would indeed move away because the lover had seemed to finish his business in the restroom.

“ Wwwaahhh. Dapetin Maru's. She seems to love Maria.” I mumbled a little envious.

“But of course they are friends, new also dating.” Reply Zaenal.

“Yes, too, but they dated two years ago. I'm sure they're a soul mate.”

“Emang you shaman, pake say sure they are a soul mate.” Little chuckles.

“Yes too yes. The point is, who will get Maru. Lucky tu chick.”

Zaenal helped stand up signalling to resume activities.

“But, did you really tell Zani first? Later he misunderstood me again.”

“Where does he misunderstand you?” putting her lips a little mocking.

Yes, Zani can't be jealous. Because he knows we've been familiar from the days of Junior High.

“Gini-gini I am beautiful..”.

Zaenal laughed at the random statement.

“Hhhmm.. beautiful, you are beautiful. Eat find a girlfriend, let someone change me. If I don't exist, how would you like?”

The question made me think back to having a lover. But I'm not interested at all. More comfortable like this, by yourself.

Day after day it was seen until Zaenal's teaching attempt to ride a motorcycle was successful. Now I can drive it and also get a SIM.

However, the provision of God cannot be denied. I even got a job out of town. The forcing must inevitably be willing to leave home and also Mother alone to live in the workplace environment. Yes, even though I only work in a factory, I am still grateful. God still gives me sustenance.

During work outside the city, do not forget I come home at least once a month to relieve the longing for Mother, and of course also to ensure her health. Since I went out of town, I'm really alone at home, because Soni Kak used to live in the city next door because of his work. During that work, there were a lot of new things that I experienced. A lot has changed, things have changed.

Soni married his wife in my first year of work. Then, followed by Risa who was also married in the second year I lived far apart from Mother. Now I'm starting to be a little chatty, chatty about marriage.