Respect Movement

Remembering Reiny

"Galung" said Faris.

"Hey, Galung."

I kept walking without making the call. He chased. Then standing in front of me "I just met Mr. Anwar, he had met the same student he said at that time. The student welcomed our idea, even supported it with passion" he said proudly.

I didn't answer directly. My eyes glared at him. Then I pulled the monkey off his shirt.

"I've followed you enough, I can't count how many swipes have landed in my ears. People say I'm holy-ass, crazy, so much! From now on you take care of this nation. I can't." I said as I let go of his chariot.

I abandoned.

"Galung, Galung for a second, why are you suddenly like this?" He kept coming at me and blocking me.

“Already, don't ask!” my snapping.

"I know what we do is not easy. But, rest assured what we are doing right now for the Indonesian people in the future. Rest assured that one day people will judge us and support us" Faris said.

“Ah, bullshit” I said while pushing. It's falling.

I don't care what he said. I bumped into. He stood up and then came back in my way. He closed my walking frame. I pushed him stronger. He pulled my hand until we fell.

“I told you, I can't!” I said while pressing his face many times.

“You're stubborn, you forced me.”

I pressed his face more. He tried to let go of that. I accidentally put my hand on her lips. My hands are bleeding. He grinned in pain.

"Gallows" said Faris, wiping his blood-soaked face.

Faris. The blood on his face is bleeding. "Galung, I know you're very disappointed. But the effort you put in will be remembered by many. Our grandchildren will benefit from the effort we put in today. Now you can say it was in vain! Do you never think, when again millions of souls live a prosperous life, the price of basic necessities is balanced, corrupt behavior is feared, community life is prioritized by the State. All will be well and perfect. All without any corruption. This nation needs a hero with millions of spirits. Maybe you need an injection to make you aware this nation is on a dangerous level about corruption. Watch the news, read the newspaper. Surely you will realize" Faris said while holding back the blood flowing from her lips.

I left her covered in blood. People are watching us.

That night my mind branched. My beautiful angel Dinda was beside me. He accompanied me on the beach. We spent the night at the beach. When the moon fell at the end of the sea there, then I also remembered someone in the past. Dinda doesn't like it when I fantasize.

"Definitely think of Reiny again, can't you forget him?" cetus.

"No, I didn't think of him" I said, shaking my head.

"Well, to be honest?" ask again. Silence riveted. My lips would not speak at once.

His face was sour seacam oranges. It stands. Then take her home. I still want to enjoy the waves on the beach. We finally got home. Along the way only the sound of the machine is heard without a word. My mouth refused to speak. He got out of the car without saying a word. I closed the door again. He entered the house without sin. I started the car and then stepped on the gas pedal firmly. That night for me was the darkest night of all life. I got home. Before going to bed, my mother reminded me that my father will arrive home tomorrow morning. At night I close my eyes with awkwardness. Can my love be preserved?

At five o'clock in the morning someone was banging on the door. I jerked. Hurry down and open the door. Dad's standing outside. A full crochet bag in his hand was brought in. Dad's resting in the room. Shortly after, he got ready for the office. Misya opened the bag. There's his favorite fruit. Then served on the table. Mama and I tasted the souvenirs that Dad brought. Dad's out of the room. Dad sat next to me. Misya sat

when I finished breakfast.

"Father's most beautiful son, yesterday why cry?"

"Misya champion two Yah, even though if the champion one Misya has been brought to Jakarta. Will be an artist."

"Yes, don't be sad anymore. Just accept. Means less exercise. Next year there's still a contest."

"It's just your hobby, now you're working." Misya. His face changed a little.

"Well, next week Galung graduation," I said excitedly.

"Where's the invitation?"

"Not come out yet, well, maybe later."

“If you're out tell dad as soon as possible yes.”

After breakfast, I leave for the office. I also went to college. Until college, I took the invitation and headed to Dinda's house.

“I'm sorry about last night?” I said while sticking out my hand.

He didn't look at it one bit. The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

“Alright, if you don't want to, I'll go,” I said as I stepped up.

“Wait” says Dinda.

“I'm sorry, but you have to promise not to remember Reiny again” he said while holding my hand.

“I promise” answered me while strengthening his grasp. My mother told us to come in.

“I'm in a minute ya” he said.

I'm nodding. His love for me was greater than his anger. I can't keep this lie. I don't know who I belong to today. Dinda or Reiny. Is my love for Reiny broken by the noble heart of Dinda. My heart was constantly tortured. I waited for him in the living room. My mom and dad greeted me. My mom and dad were so friendly with me, I read the paper on the table. Suddenly his father approached me and sat down before me. I folded back the newspaper. I'm honestly very groggy. However, still to try to calm down faced with his papa. The father was friendly, we exchanged news. His father asked about my family. I also answer what it is. His father also told about his family, especially Dinda.

“Dinda was indeed his son rather crybaby. When SD used to be often awaited until returning home with his mother. That

when she was SD. Alhamdulillah enter Junior High he has grown the nature of his ringing began to decrease even though it is still left and the person is shy with his friends,”, said his father Dinda.

I can only say it. There is so much more about Dinda that she told me.

“And one more, Om proud he has a girlfriend like you, he loves you very much. He also often tells you” his papa said after sipping tea.

“Thank you Om,” reply.

“Dragon him yes Nak Galung” exclaim his papa while stepping onto the terrace.

“Iya Om,” I replied smiling.

I opened the page of the newspaper. I read every title. The front page is about corruption. I turn the sheet over again. Same too. Turns out Dinda was already standing in front of me.

"Ehem, seriously read it.” His eyes were on those I read.

"Oh corruption, everyone must have been corrupt. Leaving yok?" Dinda pulled my hand.

I'll stand up soon. Excuse her mother, and then we go to her friend's sister's birthday. Dinda told me to be Mc. I can comfort those sisters with my guyonan. Dinda listened to my stand up comedy. From the look on his face I know he was so happy to see me. The birthday show is over. We were fed fried rice. After eating we go home. "Garung, I'm proud to have a girlfriend like you.” He took my hand.