My name is Maira

time unwilling to freeze -

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My life as a student will meet an end point in a moment.

Mixed feelings have filled every corner of my heart.

The feeling of pleasure because soon I can graduate from college, also the feeling of sadness because I have to part with campus friends, who have become a comfort side in my life, during my time as a student at this campus.

Four years is not a short time, there are stories that we used to share in every corner of campus.

The joy, sadness, and joy that nearly four years have engulfed our lives may soon fade with time, and leave all those stories into a memory that can only be remembered.

The final task that became my obligation as a student, was also almost in the final stage.

I have completed five chapters approved by the lecturer, and only two more chapters are left, so I can immediately submit a trial schedule.

The eighth semester that ended my life as a student, will end in two months.

For the past four months, I have simply buried myself by compiling a thesis, and attended the remaining four credit lectures of the last semester.

In between my fatigue doing thesis, I usually come to nia's house.

Although more often, I only chat with nia, or read comics in nia's room, but not infrequently we go out, to just walk in the mall.

Sometimes when I get to nia's house, there is already mia, or kiki, or rani who is relaxing in nia's bedroom.

We also never made an appointment to meet at nia's house again.

We come almost all the time, when we need a calm atmosphere.

We also never tell nia first when we want to go to her house.

Basecamp kiki house that we usually use to gather, move to nia house.

Among us, only nia still has no boyfriend, nor does she have many friends on campus, so almost every time, if there is no college schedule, she is definitely at home.

Only nia among my other best friends, the easiest to meet.

Sometimes I also bring my laptop to nia's house, and do the thesis at nia's house.

Like this afternoon, I didn't have a lecture schedule, so I went to nia's house, and luckily she was at home.

I'm not alone, mia has come first, she's been at nia's house from nine in the morning, according to aunt rosa.

"Nia, you told the others about what you talked about last week", asked aunt Rosa to nia, as she brought us a snack to nia's room.

"Not yet bun, because it has not been collected" replied nia.

"Yaudah, but you don't delay too long, let them not be surprised" replied aunt Rosa.

Aunt Rosa then came out of nia's room, after asking us to eat the snacks she brought.

I was still typing at the study table, immediately stopped my activities, and sat on the carpet to pick up a snack brought by aunt rosa, then I looked towards nia, and then I looked, who was reading in his bed.

"What story", I asked nia, while eating chocolate cokies made by aunt rosa.

"Try you guys telvon kiki same rani deh, can come here later in the afternoon, anyone wants me to talk about" said nia.

Mia, who seemed to be seriously drafting the script, finally stopped.

Mia then took her phone, and immediately called Rani to ask her to come this afternoon.

I also immediately called kiki, asking kiki to go to nia's house around five in the afternoon.

Either rani or kiki, agree to go home at five in the afternoon.

"Why it is", I asked nia.

"We are told first dong", pinta mia, while taking chocolate cokies on a plate.

"Then if it's already on the date, let me not have to repeat", replied nia relaxed.

Nia continued to read the book in her hand, the book she was reading, titled Gie.

I haven't read it myself, so I don't know exactly what the book is about.

Nia only told me that it was a kind of daily journal owned by Soe Hok Gie that was published.

Because nia refused to tell me about what aunt rosa meant to me and mia first, we finally chose to resume our activities, working on our thesis.

*

Rani and Kiki had just arrived at nia's house at about six in the afternoon, when the adzan maghrib was reverberating.

"It's a long time" I said to Rani who came last.

"Don't mistake me dong, salahin your sister who asked to be picked up" answered rani to me.

"Have you guys, I started the story" Nia told me and Rani.

Nia then started talking, as we gathered around nia on her bed.

"I will move to Jakarta after graduation" said nia, without intro.

"Move, that means you are not in Jogja anymore", asked rani in a surprised tone.

We are very surprised to hear nia's words, because it means we can still easily meet with nia, less than a year.

Because nia is also like me, umia, and the others, if we plan to graduate in the middle of next year.

"Say you want to work in a jogja" asked kiki to nia.

Nia then started the full story on us.

About three months ago, his father officially divorced his first wife.

After living together for over twenty years, his father's first wife asks to divorce from his father, and decides to move to California, United States.

Of course, the cost of living there is fully borne by the father, because after all, the father still has responsibility for the two daughters from his marriage to the first wife.

"Keep your half-brother" asked mia to nia.

"Follow her mother to california, they're going to live there" she replied.

Nia continued her story again, so three weeks ago her father's first wife and children had already left for California.

Nia's father then married mother nia officially in the eyes of the country, there is no celebration whatsoever.

When we came because invited by nia, there was also just a regular meal together.

They invited no one, only our neighbors and friends, and our parents.

We were happy for nia at the time, but we never thought that happiness would also bring nia moved to Jakarta.

Nia will move out once she finishes graduation, and leave us in Jogja.

"Keep if we miss you how it is" said mia, in her sad voice.

"Later I often play deh to jogja, you guys too, play ya later to Jakarta, look at me", said nia trying to look carefree.

I was sad when Mia started crying.

I know, we still have enough time, which we can spend as much with nia, but still the sadness envelops us, he said, because we had to part ways with friends who we used to easily visit, and were used to being present among us.

Rani then plays a classic story song from Sheila On Seven, to accompany our cries for having to separate the city from nia.

The city that will be the destination of nia is also not a city that we can easily visit, the city of Jakarta feels very far for us who are young.

We then begin to remember all the security, which we have been through for the past seven years.

I can only hope that our friendship remains bound and timeless.

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