My love is blocked by the Throne

Nostalgia of the Beginning

Tin tin! The motor horn from behind Emilia, making her ears almost deaf.

"Looking aside there yes, Dek ...," said Yofan from his right side.

"That's what people do, anyway. Put on the show all aside," grumbled Emilia.

On request. Emilia stopped and pulled over behind Yofan and the young adult man got off his bike

"How many times have I been rebuked?"

"Not counting."

"Why do you still have your own bike? You're not old enough to take your own bike, break the rules, Dek."

Emilia looked at him sharply with a feeling of being very upset because the worms in her stomach were already dangdutan. But he even hindered his journey.

"Ouch, Sir. Gini yes, Mr. .. If I do not bring my own motorbike, how to go? Is that where you want to go? Ain't it?"

Confidently, the jutek girl turned her motorcycle back on and was about to continue her journey. Uh, but it turns out …

"It's polite to talk to your parents .." The police revoked Emilia's motor contact and arrested her.

Of course Reog Emilia's soul came out, right then and there. It's really been like reog ponorogo less offerings. He did not even care, however willing anyone who saw his anger by the roadside, close to the red light.

Not infrequently, Emilia shouted while berating the annoying Police who were in front of her at that time. The thing that made him even more upset, Yofan really did not want to let go, even though he was crying because of fatigue so reog ponorogo less offerings.

"Promise me first, if you will not repeat bring your own bike and hit the red light" he said.

"Absolutely Mr Yofan, is this Polantas? No,'kan?" ask Emilia.

"I'm not part of the traffic. But I have the same duty, which is to rebuke anyone who commits an offence."

Emilia was only speechless with slightly manyuning lips and occasionally glanced at the cynical Yofan–lelaki she already knew, a few months ago.

"Where is your house?" ask the Police.

"Don't bring it" replied Emilia.

Jophan was excited to hear Emilia's short answer, looking at Emilia.

"If you bring it, it means you snail, dong," he said.

Emilia got back on the bike, turned it on, when Yofan's keys were returned.

"Dek ..." call the Polis–lirih.

"What else?!" shouted Emilia.

"Can I have your number? I want to get to know you more closely."

"No need. Free to ask for a number also do not want to nolongin. Don't want a solution, it's usually mulu."

Again and again, Emilia grumbled while putting on a sewot face. But he was stunned, when Yofan suddenly said …

"I'll take you to school tomorrow. That's if you want," he said.

The jutek girl was silent for a moment, then laughed crazily at hearing that ridiculous remark.

"You nipu? What lack of work, the police shuttle unknown people. It's ridiculous."

But Yofan explains to her that he has a day off from work tomorrow and can take her. The contents in Emilia's brain back then, were just challenging her. Yeah .. 'cause he doesn't believe that cop and just thinks his shit is bullshit.

Up ...

"Yes, catet. Cepetan ... Gpl."

Emilia's conjecture about that shit turned out to be wrong. Yofan actually came to pick up Emilia and asked permission in person–took an eye with his mom and brother to pick her up that day.

From then on, Emilia and Yofan could be as close as they are today, with a short process of time, of course. It took more than two months, to cultivate a love for her in the heart of Emilia–counting since Yofan whom he often called 'Mas' was dropping her off for the first time.

Although still a dozen years, but Yofan is very loving and serious with Emilia. He never looked at age, social status and anything like that. Even he knew that Emilia was a wayward child and was hard enough to control her emotions.

Yofan never complained and never had the desire to stop loving Emilia, as well as supporting and guiding her to be a better person than her old self.

Patience is what makes Emilia fall in love, so it is difficult to let go and arguably never want to let go.

Until finally, a less pleasant event came to greet the two of them. The incident came from the Yofan family, mainly from Ilmi– Mbak Yofan's older brother who happened to be an Indonesian teacher at Emilia school.

Miss Ilmi: Assalamualaikum, Emilia. Have you studied, Mil?

Emilia : Waalaikumussalam. Thank you for that, Mom. What was?

Miss Ilmi: I just want to make sure, are you dating my sister?

Emilia: Yes, Miss Ilmi, right. But Emilia did not forget to learn the same, Mom.

"Sensure" That one word seemed to be very apt to describe Emilia's character. When Bu Ilmi japri he in the current sms application, aka whatsapp. Emilia feels that Ilmi will disagree with her and Yofan's relationship.

One minute later, a new message from Ms. Ilmi came in with a reply …

Miss Ilmi: Yes. I know, you can divide your time and your value so far is still fine. But you're still in school, still a kid. My sister is an adult. I'm just worried that your school is interrupted, let alone another month of your class.

"Godly, that's all he's got to do. By the way if you do not like me, have another choice for Mas Yofan," said Inner Emilia.

Blue check, he left it on without notification 'while typing' on the screen Hp that Bu Ilmi was holding. Certainly Ilmi was waiting for a reply from Emilia and waiting for the text to run 'while typing' to appear on her screen.

"Pantengin just keep going, your screen Hp. Until the hour I won't reply either. Reason that makes no sense at all."

Emilia throws her HP into the bed and leaves it. The contents of his brain at that time was just watching his favorite soap opera that he watched every day finished studying.

At ten o'clock in the night, Emilia had just returned to her room and opened her HP. Five messages from Mas Yofan, making his eyes were originally the remaining five watts to ten watts. Understandably, being drunk on love that makes opium.

Mas Bripdaku : Sleep, Honey. It's night, school tomorrow.

Short messages, but never fail to make it clingy.

Emilia: Yes, this is bobo.

Mas Bripdaku: Tomorrow delivered Mas Bryan only, yes. Do not bring your own motor. I don't want you to do anything.

Actually, such messages have become the daily food of Emilia, since dating Yofan. But I don't know why, if Yofan did, it felt different. Emilia always denied her words.

Especially if his ears have heard the word 'honey' spoken from Yofan's reddish thin lips. Emilia Bag's life was shaken by an impromptu earthquake that made her body stagger because it was not strong enough to withstand the tremors.

That is, the vibe of romance is yes, not another vibration. Hehe

Love comes unexpectedly. 

Not looking at what it looks like. 

Not looking at who he is.

If there is a love that still has a reason, then,

Of course it's not love. 

Except for the whisper of lust. 

A relationship that begins with pretense will never find true happiness. 

***

A series of pieces of advice came from a man Emilia knew, one year ago. He was a young adult man, five years older than him. The two met at school, when there was a socialization event from Gerbangkertosusila– City Police, a popular nickname of Emilia's hometown.

Yeah, correct. She is Bripda Yofan Aditama Andhira who is currently her lover, since eight months ago.

The message suddenly appeared in his memory, on the eve of his sleep. Perhaps it was because Emilia was used to pondering before going to bed at night. He also remembered that he used to be very indifferent because it could be said, it was difficult to fall in love.