Rismawanda Violin

Enamor

"Yudha must have been very angry with me, when I didn't receive this hairpin," Risma told herself.

"I'm sorry Yudha, I just don't want to repeat the same thing a second time. Your nature is very similar to Wanda's. When I was around you, I felt like I was near Wanda. It's just, your face and how different your habits are."

"I hope you're not mad at me" Risma said as she opened the drawer and pulled out a picture frame.

"Wanda, you lied to me. You didn't come back and you never told me how you are now. You lied, about our separation," Risma said while crying in front of the picture frame.

"Is it possible that you really don't like being friends with me Wan? Why didn't you tell me directly. No need to scratch the wound like you did to me."

Without Risma realizing, behind the door of the room, Syima stood while listening to the words for the words that Risma said to herself.

Syima knew very well, how his cousin lived for several years without his best friend. Although, in his heart there was anger when Yudha was more interested in Risma than she was.

For a moment, a sobbing sounded faintly behind Risma's room door. Which makes Syima's heart even less willing to be angry at his cousin's sister.

The sound of the violin was soft but scratched the heart that was hearing it. The song of melodious tone that slashed the shit, sounded sad.

At that time, Syima was unable to hold back a speck after speck of clear globules that fell from her eye patch.

"I'm sorry Mr. Syima Ris, Mr. Syima was wrong to be angry with you these few days. Sis Syima knows, if you need the most attention from Kak Wira and kaka. Because you still have not woken up from a long sleep that caused your heart injury" Syima said in her heart.

Mama's soft hands touched Syima's shoulders. It made Syima aghast in shock with that gentle touch.

"Why are you crying Syima?" mama said softly and softly.

"Son, no papa kol aunty. Syima was only slightly scratched while listening to the sound of Risma violin," Syima said as she wiped her tears.

Mama smiled bitterly, because of what Syima told her niece, she could not answer with words.

"Tante, help us with prayer yes. So that we can turn Risma around like before again," Syima said as she looked at her tantic face.

.....

Traveling from home to school, Risma went through alone today. Not like the last few weeks. Usually, Yudha must be there to wait or chase after him, in order to go to school together.

But because of the incident at that time, Yudha did nothing more. He was silent in class. Or, just walk away leaving Risma alone behind him if in a hurry.

This made Risma feel a sense of loss. Risma's heart suddenly felt empty again.

Just as the break bell rang, an announcement rang out loud from the direction of the principal's office.

"All junior high school students are expected to gather in front of the principal's office, because there is an announcement that the principal will announce."

All the kids did what the principal said. They lined up neatly, based on their respective classes.

"Good day everyone ..." said the headmaster to all the students who lined up neatly.

"Jiang sir ..." said the children simultaneously with an echoing tone.

"You know why you gathered you in front of this father's office?"

"No sir ...."

"You know now. Listen carefully, yes" said the headmaster kindly and jokingly.

The headmaster at Risma school is friendly and joking, making all students feel very happy with the headmaster.

Although he likes to joke, the headmaster is also the person most reluctant by all students. Because of its assertive nature, and serious if responding to a problem.