My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Just a mirage

Nothing happened afterwards, studying together as usual. Sometimes hugging or kissing each other. Chasing Nadila who escaped the book of duty, containing poetry for her lover in the backyard of a thin notebook.

The woman came from a rich family, but never once did the young man take advantage of his lover.

Bugs!

The dandelion flower flew in the wind as two teenagers who fell on it laughed together. I don't know since when the place has been filled with little dandelion flowers.

The young man ate a snack, sharing it with his lover. Until a small plastic ring was found in the packaging snack wrap. A ring that might fit only on Nadila's little finger.

"After graduation I'll propose to you. If after marriage you want to study abroad I will wait for you. I'm here to try to catch up with you, too" he said, slipping a plastic ring on Nadila's little finger.

"Promise with me forever?" ask Nadila.

"I promise..."

The expanse of dandelion flowers again spread floating in the air. It looks like two lonely teenagers who link to each other slowly, until finally released and then smile.

Is there anything more beautiful than this?

*

Today Nadila contacted her father who was on a business trip. A voice heard from his room.

"Dad I want something" he asked someone across the street.

"What's? I'll give you." Words from Jovi's mouth. The father did not have enough time for his daughter. Knowing the princess has several personality disorders due to the ex-wife who died in front of her.

But he is quite happy, lately Nadila has experienced a lot of development. Not looking for a way to run away from home again, injure himself or rebel goes to prison to meet his stepfather, the one who killed his mother.

"May I get married!? I promise I'll stay in college and study!" nadila said quickly, closing her eyes in fear of her father being angry.

"Is it because of this that you change, to smile more often?" jovi asked with a small laugh.

"I.yep! He is good and hardworking. After marriage the father can employ his in the company of the father as an office boy. He can go to college while working." Unilateral plan from Nadila.

"Why should office boy?" Jovi really did not understand his daughter's words.

"He will resist, I know his nature. He dreams of starting everything from scratch. Then little by little it will be worth it with me..." The answer from Nadila was down. Maybe work as an office boy after graduation will be easier than porters. Faster also raise money for college nights.

"sounds tolerable. I want to meet him, ask his seriousness. Remember one thing, never remember your mother's death again." Pinta Jovi's.

"I want to marry him. Don't want to stay in jail" Nadila said with a smile.

Jovi, who was outside the city at the moment, could only give a rough sigh. Not thinking about status or anything, only one is certain, his daughter can be happy and smile. The only member of his family left.

*

Rupiah by rupiah is calculated. Just have a little money. It is not enough to throw a party, it may be enough for the solemn promise. When the time comes, he can lift his degrees.

"In exchange for every wedding anniversary I will celebrate with Nadila!" he said with passion. She has her lover completely. Leave without marrying her? It won't be done by Dahlan.

Only three million dollars he had. One million eight hundred thousand was used to buy a pair of mixed gold rings at the cheapest price. Is one million two hundred thousand enough to get married? He didn't know, breathing rough. At least his college savings are still there maybe some of it will be used.

Today as he usually walks, he still wears shoes that are not feasible, with some forced stitching marks visible, yellowing white uniforms. It was a gift from her neighbors who graduated.

Today he and Nadila will see the graduation announcement. He showed me the wedding ring he had bought. Walk proudly, standing on the sidewalk in front of the stall. At that time Nadila just got out of the car, escorted by the driver.

Two teenagers waving their hands full of smiles. On their graduation day, Dahlan was still across the street waving. The heavy traffic made him reluctant to cross.

Till...

Brak!

The smile was not visible anymore, a luxurious car hit his body, not only were the people in the stall behind his body also victims. About 8 people will probably die, blood flow flooding where their bodies are at this time.

"By... Dahlan!" nadila shouted running, crossing the road without turning her head no matter how many vehicles almost hit her.

Until at last his hands covered in blood, staring at the body of his lover who was sad. The SMU uniform was covered in fresh blood, hugging the body that was leaning on his lap.

The cry that did not sound so much chest pain that he felt. Blood flowed from the young man's nose and ears. Wounds in the severe head area.

When he finds happiness, he is no longer alone. That was the end of his life.

"Dahlan! Wake up! Wake up! Please wake up! We'll be together forever. You promised to keep me company until I die. Did you forget? Wake up!" his screams were hysterical when he did not feel the breath coming out of the nose anymore.

The sunlight hit his skin, the blood was still splattered, like a Ruby that glittered in the sun. When God wants his death, there is no longer a warm heart. Like a tiny, fragile dandelion flower, it flew up somewhere the wind would take it.

*

There was nothing left but a tomb. The tomb was deliberately taken care of by Nadila to be next to the tomb of his mother. Weird right? But Dahlan had no relatives, no one asked or visited his tomb other than Nadila.

What happened after? Women tend to be more quiet. Today he tidied up all the things in the small house owned by his lover.

Two cans of biscuits were beside him. A small wallet with a pair of rings. Silent without any cries and expressions, his eyes stared at the newly repaired old analog TV. What is he doing in this house? Watch what punishment the man who killed his lover will get.

But only fleeting news was seen about the accident allegedly caused by brake blong. But is it true? Nadila recalled the car driver who killed 8 people in a state of heavy drunkenness.

Then why be free? Shouldn't it be a death sentence? From there, his nature changed. The face was smiling in a small house covered in zinc.

A false assumption, for him God only loves certain people. Even his mother and his wife did not love him. Why should we love God? That's the question he has inside him.

Start walking home."Live well," one soft sentence sounded, whether it was his imagination or not. But the woman still smiled strangely, no matter what was on her mind.

*

That night Jovi had just returned from out of town. Does your daughter want to get married at a young age? It doesn't matter to him, most importantly his daughter can live well and happily. It's gonna be good, isn't it? If she would have grandchildren.

"How's it!? When will you meet your girlfriend?" ask Nadila who just smiled.

"He did not keep his promise." The answer from Nadila, looks unharmed. Or maybe in the corner his heart was already completely broken. You can only smile.

"no? But you're okay, right? Look, don't trust men too much. That guy can lie. Better you--" Jovi's words interrupted.

"Dad, who is this guy? Why is he immune?" nadila asked her father, showing the cover photo of a business magazine.

"Him? Dwiguna prominent businessman. He even owns a bank and shares a lot. One more thing, he has a lot of illegal business.. Why?" Jovi asked back.

"Can anyone beat him? I'm just curious." Nadila was not suspicious at all.

"There's Mr. Pramana's family. They have no illegal business. But financially they won a landslide." The words of the father, staring at his smiling daughter.

"Dad, I'd like to take a year off town. Before going to college in Paris. What can?" nadila asked Jovi. The father just nodded with a smile.

*

What are they doing out of town? Is it true to just take a vacation? She smiled, stroking her own stomach. There was a fetus growing there, he really loved her. But also not wanting to be with him.

A bloodthirsty mother of revenge will not be able to take good care of her son. The baby was born on February 14th. The name Valentino.

The child he placed in a parlor. Provide a large amount of deposits on behalf of the child. If anyone adopts it then it must be a complete couple husband and wife from a harmonious family. The deposit interest will be liquid every year for the child's care costs. All arranged by the parlor.

Wh why? He did not want the child entrusted by Dahlan to lack. Want her child to grow up in a full family later. Valentino, at the moment may be 9 years old.

The family that adopted him is a family from the upper class, Valentino was adopted about two years ago, although the family that adopted Valentino is still under Jovi.

Sometimes Nadila wants to see her son, wants to live with him. But no way, his heart had frozen, given Dahlan's blood that was drenched in the streets. Remembering his mother who beat his stepfather to death.

The blunt law upwards caused it to deteriorate even further. Dwiguna, the name he will remember. Find a way to die with him.

*

Back at this moment. Nadila was still stunned by herself to drink a glass of wine. There was something certain in the mirage he felt. Dahlan never left was always by his side.

"You don't love him, do you?" ask the mirage of the young man.

"You jealous? Of course not, I don't love him, this world is so much of a fake. There are childish men who pretend to be adults. There's also a guy who says he's in love, but he's building a wall." The laughter of Nadila was heard.

"In comparison to you, they're just a grain of dust in my eyes." He cried sobbing, realizing that the mirage had disappeared. The teenager is gone, like a dandelion flower blown by the wind somewhere.