REMINDER [DAILY STORY ]

INTERLUDES

THE PAST OF NAYA

I walked towards the front of the house. With my favorite cup of warm chocolate, I sat down on the bench next to the calf.

The weather was clear, making me feel at home for a long time here. With the full moon, and many stars surrounding it. And also the breezy wind adds to the chillyya tonight really felt.

I lay on this long bench. My arms fold so I can make a pillow. My Netraku stared at the clear sky of the cloud, unceasingly I stared in amazement at God's perfect creation.

"Beautiful" I whispered. I closed my eyes, enjoying the cold sensation that was so bone-chilling.

My mind wandered, going through story after story that I had been through. However, my brain seemed to be fixed on a name that once taught me what comfort means without being able to have.

Call him Irawan. She was my junior in high school. I knew him accidentally. I am ignorant, there is always a way to make people upset with me. But I like that.

Unintentionally, I hit a man. I gasped in surprise, though,

"I'm sorry sorry, not intentionally." I looked up at that face, I gawked. What I bumped into was Irawan, a friendly human and also a former friend of my class as well.

"Everything, that road has eyes." Said me.

"Idiih, where do you walk on kale foot." Repasku.

He doesn't care what I say, though,

"Whose name? You're a big brother of the class, aren't you?"

"Cieee kepo cieeee." Cetusku with a tone ngece.

I saw his eyes between a lump and also anxious looking at me,

"Astaghfirullah is a tough kid." His whiz at me that I only reply with giggles.

"I'm Naya, you're Irawan, right? Class 10 Accounting?"

"Kok you know?" Ask

"You know, you're famous." He slammed his eyes at me with a bang.

"I'm serious."

"Yes you know, your class one has my neighbor, and he often tells his classmates." He nodded in understanding.

"Yes, I want to go back to class first. Hunt my temen angry later if I'm too long." I move and walk.

"Eh uh uh just a moment." Her tongue pulled my wrist in shock.

"Astaghfirullah, what's up?" My toot.

"Ask dong's phone number?" With her sweet smile while giving her phone to me.

I took the phone and typed my phone number. I then returned it to him

"Thank you, yeah." He shouted at me who was walking away.

If you remember, I feel ashamed. But it is not funny, too, with me being slengean like this.

I took a little chocolate with me earlier. Then I remembered what I was doing at the time.

After I gave you my number, the other night there was a message from an unknown number.

085xxxxxxxxx

Hi

I clenched my forehead and saw the number. I'll reply soon, I'll,

Naya

No need to wait for that number to reply again. Well, he's Irawan. The one who asked for my number last night.

From there, we both seemed to talk often. The kitchen was a favorite place for both of us besides my friends.

From our closeness, I never expected to be a special person for her. Because I myself am lazy to get in touch with such a right.

However, over time I often fell asleep with little attention from him. Until one day, we had to separate for three months. Because I'm the one who's gonna do fieldwork.

I'm hard left, but practice is more important than anything.

In my heart I cried out in annoyance,

"Oh heart, come on, don't be like this. Remember Naya, you're a kid." I encourage myself.

When my friend is busy walking with her boyfriend's girlfriend, I'd rather make a story or a story to connect.

When the phone arrived in my pocket vibrated, I grabbed my phone and I saw a message from Irawan. He flipped me over, of course my heart sighed cenut read it. Lebai is I? Of course, because I've felt something like this before.

Naya

Lebay

My Cetus replied to a message from Irawan. Writing and heart never fit. I'm afraid if I'm really lulled by the waves.

Again I laugh at that, if someone else sees me sleeping here laughing at themselves, they might think I'm crazy.

"If you remember, it turns out I was really naughty, God. There is only one, but the power until now is still deh, hehe.", I said it myself and I answered myself.

I remember what happened back then. Irawan once gave me a code, 'You and Me'. I remember that until now, because it was really romantic in my opinion.

After I came back from practice, I felt something different from Irawan. If he meets me, he just smiles and nods his head at me. Isn't that so formal? And since when did he become like that?

The longer, the more Irawan doesn't send me messages. I was thinking if I had something wrong with him or something. But I never got an answer.

Until we really lost contact even though we are still in the same school environment. By the way if met was still just nodding his head or just by smiling.

I almost forgot she had a playboy, so I made that known. However, I can't deny it if I'm comfortable with him either.

"God why I was so so sorry." I said to myself again laughing remembering.

After a long time, I found out from my friend who was in class with Irawan. He said Irawan was dating one of the women in his class.

"Now Irawan has been dating Rahma Nay, so she has never chatted you again." My friend said at the time.

"Well, when he said it wasn't a real problem either." My reply.

I just know, this is how it feels when it's comfortable but can't have. Either the person who thinks this is ordinary, or the person who is meant to carry too many feelings. And I was one of those people.

I let out a long sigh, if I remember the thing I need to learn is, never again easy to feel comfortable with anyone near me. Unless it's same-sex.

"Duh Well, why are you so bego can usually be easy to be comfortable it."gurutuku.

I woke up from my bed, I leaned my body against the wall. I picked up the chocolate that had cooled down.

"If you remember it getting worse. She was already the husband of someone, when you were still missing Well, Nay realized." Mumamku alone.

I saw the clock on my phone, it showed 11:00 PM. I was wide-eyed to see that.

"Eh crazy, the feeling I was out here at nine o'clock. It was eleven o'clock anyway. The drinks are also cold." My speech clucked.

I stand up the song to enter the house. Leaving behind all the beauty tonight. The truth is I can still see from the glass tile in the room.