ROMANCE (Based On True Story)
Chapter 20
“kalo so I can later not play at home, all pick up or not anterin you go home,” connect me again
“Emh no need Pik, thanks for the offer, I am in Anterin Mr. Kok, right you also say to be safer” he said again
“Ouh well, yaudah deh gpp, “
reply me a little disappointed.
That's how Cindy was, she never allowed me to come to her house, but I always thought she had a reason for it, maybe she was afraid that Dad and his mom would think that I was her boyfriend, I don't know, 'cause if her girl friend were to go there she'd be so happy.
Time passed quickly where three months had passed, and now that they were done with field practice and had to return to the dormitory immediately, that night I again had to be separated from it by the circumstances, he has to go back to doing all his activities there, and I have to miss him again, just keep going.
Shortly after that, near my house in the building of a PondPes, his name is Riyyadul Jurumiyyah, My brother here married to the man of God's choice, He who became my leader and teacher, Shobah his name, Shobah, not only I teach, but my other friends also, I am here again to gather in a very noble place, a lot of new knowledge that I get, he said, because A shobah is still quite young so when delivering the language, the way or method used a Shobah connect with us, and sometimes there are also lines of love according to religious views that we think young people are very, very useful for us to apply in life, and it will also be very useful because it can be applied in WA status, as my friend said.
Now that my life is not only about Love, I am getting used to the sudden longing, I am getting used to making friends with silence, I have begun to accept solitude, I have begun to accept solitude, I'm getting used to it all, now I'm with my friends starting to work we build a Channel at YT, my intention is to build this, I want to build this, I can express a little all the problems I am feeling, not I want to share them, at first I just make musical poetry, felt less, felt less, we made a short film that was taken directly from my own story, for beginners we felt quite satisfied, because after a few days the audience of our film began to grow, I'm my aunt, I'm, Iin and Eri my friend were quite successful in playing our respective roles, until we got some comments to continue to the second film, in this second film it will be the same as the previous story, until we get some comments to continue to the second film, it's just that there are some new faces, because Iin and Eri have to work, we choose Syifa to replace the role of Iin, and Yoga his girlfriend, who has to work, sometimes I feel awkward because I have to fight acting romantically with Syifa by being watched directly by her boyfriend, you think yourself hehe, hehe, after enough with the film we continued with cover songs from some singers, such as ST12, Cakra Khan, and others, now my daily life began to be preoccupied with the cultivation of some content, such as, until I started to forget about him, I didn't know whether Cindy saw him or not, I didn't really expect it at the time, until the moment my busyness again stopped again because of our financial condition that is not possible in addition there is the busyness of each of us.
At that time I was relaxing enjoying the fresh air in PondPes while looking at the whaatsapp story of some of my friends, there were also some of my friends there, at the dorm, at the dorm, I accidentally saw the story of Wahiddah my classmate first, he said he wanted to go home from his friend's house, my instinct as a friend began to move, I did not mean anything, I did not mean anything, I just want to help when I,
“Why wah?” much
“It's pic, no one picked up”
“Where are you, so why didn't anyone pick you up, who were you there with?” ask me again
“This is at the home of Wildah pik, I went home from school I went straight to the house he was naek angkot, and now I can not go home deh” he replied
“Where cicurugnya, pick-up, if also your parents are afraid nyariin,” explained me
“Gak papa, I no longer have an event as well kok, yaudah wait there ya,” concluded me again.
Immediately I picked him up, I thought I could all ask about Cindy, until there Wahidah was waiting for me, and on the way we began to talk with me who started the conversation.
“Wah, Cindy how are you?” I asked with a high enough tone because it had to collide with the wind on the road
“He is good pik, only ever he was not in temenin” he replied near my door
“I mean wow? Not in temenin how?” ask me again
“Yeah it's pic, gatau me too, but now mah not kok” reply again
“Alhamdulillah, iyah well do not well, so he, if he is wrong with you guys, speak well do not kayak little boy” explained me.
wahidah just nodded his head at that time, and he also explained that now Cindy has started to get close to Mang Syarif, he said he often also bought some school supplies, such as shoes etc, I who have begun to forget it, in that second again must remember when hearing Wahidah's explanation, so wrong I was that Cindy could accept anyone in her life except me, so wrong I, so wrong I, I who fought desperately for him, had to lose to the One who had just given a glimmer of hope, I was well aware that I was not the person who deserved and was best for him, but at least - I also want him to appreciate, not anything even though he can't finally have me, I won't put the fear of being disappointed in the woman ahead of him.
“Friends, never step away from the relationship you have built Dri zero just because there is one small concern from the destroyer”
I now have to deal with my promise that will not disturb him, why when I have begun to forget the memories with him, the news came back as if to reawaken this memory,
Actually if I wanted to I could just call her, because Cindy is at home right now, I heard she said near Cindy's house there will be a lecture, there will be a study, which will be attended directly by the Habaib and Wan Shaykhon, the Guardian of God who is much loved by the people, that is why he came home, not hypocritical I never again gave it to him but I do not want it, I do not want it, it feels painful if you have to type at length will only be replied with two or three words..
It's strange! When I got used to it without having to reply to annoying text messages with him, now he's the one who returned to message me.
