
Days passed, though the shadow of Dirga continued to be present every step of the way, but life had to go on, I could not contemplate and lament the regret of why I did not reveal frankly about my true heart and feelings.
The blue white uniform has been taken off, and leaves only a piece of memory that remains attached to this day in the gray-white world that I did not feel 2 years ago.
There are so many changes going on in my life now,
About the attitude and maturity that I continue to improve.
I looked at myself who looked different.
My body is now starting to contain a little, the hair is getting longer waist.
I looked in the mirror in front of me, watching my reflection before going to school.
"Dirgas... Do you still remember me? Or have you forgotten me for a long time?"
Huhh... I took a breath, and blinked my eyes as my phone rang.
"Relations..."
Girang.
"Halooo, arrogant man!!"
Sapaku giggles
"Well... Beg it!! Just also picked up the phone directly in welcome bad words, greetings cake first!"
The grunts from there.
"Yes... Assalamualaikum the arrogant!!!"
Candi again.
"Ehmm... You how are you??"
"Good and more beautiful!"
arrogant saying.
"Well. start... Uh, not school?"
"School donk... This is going to leave, why rarely call?"
Cecarku after almost a few months broke off communication from Agung who previously routinely became my confiding friend.
"Yes.. Sorry, I'm busy, why? miss ya??"
goda.
"Yes is... I always miss you!!!"
My words might make Agung flower or even make him want to vomit.
"Next week we meet..."
"Huh...seriously??! you're not double-calling anymore??"
"No, I'm serious.. I'm going on a week's vacation there, and I want to spend it with you"
"Okay. ya.tau deh who is now a student.."
Ledek.
Before long, I hung up the phone and went to school.
In this High School which is approximately one year away, not too many friends that I have, I have, not not not not want to get along widely but I think there is nothing more sincere than my innocent little friends, in High School, the friendship is not that smooth anymore, there has been more drama and hypocrisy involved.
That's what kept me going with just a few friends.
They were Nina's blue white best friend, while Daniel, Tari and Elza were my red and white best friends who were reunited in white gray. They alone are enough for me, do not need many friends the most important is the quality of his friendship.
The hour of rest arrived, all the students were running towards the canteen.
So did Nina and Elza who continued to pull my arm around to eat boiled noodles.
While Me and Dance were still busy tidying the table.
"Vin's school, Tar... catapulted really.. !"
Grouse Elza.
"Yes, go to the cafeteria... !"
Nina chimed.
"Prophe donk... Is that selaper already??"
I was just grinning to watch the debate that always happened in the break.
Daniel approached us, though,
"Yuk "The take is short.
Daniel was the only boy who used to love us, not that he had no friends but that we were his first priority.
In the cafeteria, I who was sitting next to Tari accidentally saw the screen of her phone that was open, it seems that Tari was busy paving photos on her social media.
My eyes widened when I caught a picture of someone I knew among some of the people in the picture.
"Tar.. What's that photo?"
I began to draw my head closer trying to convince my vision.
"Oh. This, this week there was a volleyball match between RT at my place of residence, these are close friends of the house"
Dance's answer reminded me of the area where Dirga lived that He had said He would live in his brother's house.
"Isn't that area where Tari lives?"
I ask myself in my heart.
"Why haven't I realized that before!!"
I say back in my heart.
While Tari herself deliberately chose a school that is far from where she lives because she wants to travel longer, Dari likes to drive with her motorcycle in the early morning, especially in the morning, enjoying each dew point that is still wet with moist air, so Tari told me when I asked her when I first decided to go to the same High School as me.
I grew convinced that the one I had just seen was Dirga.
"Ehm... May I see you again?"
Ask me to put my hands on Dance.
"Single..."
Dance gave me her phone.
"Ehm... Tar, is this really called Dirgantara?"
I asked while pointing at one of the faces in the photo.
"You familiar?"
The Dance question made me breathe and breathe a sigh of relief, which means that my guess is correct, that the photo is Dirga's right.
"That's right, Dirga?"
Urge again.
Dari nodded with a little wonder then looked at my tense face.
"You haven't answered, do you know Dirga?"
I nodded slowly while still looking fixedly at the photo on Tari's phone.
"He's... My time friend Smp."
My answer.
"Ehm... Yes, he lived next door to my house, just as well.. He lives with his uncle."
Obviously Dance.
"Yes, he was forced to live there because his parents worked moving cities"
Dance looked back at me.
"You know a lot about Dirga? Is she your boyfriend?"
I was shocked to hear the question from Tari.
I shook my head, though,
"Me and Dirga are just close, there is no status anything. Since graduating we have never reported again, Ehm.... can I leave a letter for him as you Tar?"
Spontaneously I set my idea on Dance.
With her trademark smile, Dari nodded.
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