Short Story (Cerpen)

you are my star (part 1)

Category: Love Story

Title: You Are My Star (Part 1)

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Tonight is like the night before. The rain that had fallen since noon still showed no signs of stopping. Accompanied by a cup of my favorite hot chocolate, binoculars and a warm blanket, I sat in front of my balcony. Expect the rain to subside soon and the sky to return without clouds. I wait for the stars. Small things in the sky. While drinking my hot chocolate, I recalled my past memories. The elegant melody that flows gently again combines the pieces of memory that have been lost into one intact memory. Memory about. Aboutabout us. About Stars.

I still remember what he was like. Millions of seconds have passed, but everything seems new. Just like it happened yesterday afternoon.

'Hi, I'm a star.' He said he introduced himself when he just moved to my school. I, who was a quiet and introverted person, did not pay much attention to it. But everything changed as he slowly walked into my world and pulled me out of the fortress I had built.

'Why do you live if you don't want to know someone else? If so, then you live on Mars, not on Earth!' Those are the words of the Star that I have always remembered until now. As she scolded me for refusing her invitation to go to Chintya's birthday, my classmate. It was these words that made me realize that life would be meaningless without someone you could call friends, friends or family. It was those words that made me dare to leave my world. A small, but lonely world. There was no one there except me.

The sun has been out of the dispute since. I have also been sitting in front of a mirror. Staring at my shadow clad in purple long-sleeved shirts, white jeans and my beloved purple bando. Everything's perfect. But I still feel empty. Added 1 more day. The day I went through without a star. It's monotonous and boring.

'Shasa, let's spit it down! You don't have breakfast?' Mom's voice broke the silence.

'Yes ma.' I replied and immediately went downstairs to start a routine activity in this family. Breakfast together.

As soon as I got to the dining room, I saw my mom and dad waiting for me. I immediately sat down and picked up a piece of bread and applied peanut butter on it.

'Eat some bread? Don't want fried rice?' Mom asked, pouring milk into my glass.

'No ma. I want to eat bread again.' I answered while feeding the last piece of bread into my mouth. After that I took my milk and drank it a little.

'Ma, Pa, I'm leaving first huh.' I said while kissing the back of my parents' hands.

'Yes dear. Careful yeah…'

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'Shasa!'s!' Call Santy when you see me get off the cab. I smiled and headed towards him.

'Sha, have you made a wish for this month?' Santy asked as soon as I got to his place.

'Wish? What month is it now?' I asked back. Baffled.

'Oh my goodness Shasa.. You don't have a calendar at home? It's July Sha. Time you don't know?'

'Oh yeah? Oh, my God, why don't I know?'

'Bodo! Why are you, anyway? I think lately it has become more senile to know. You don't have Alzheimer's anymore, do you?' Santy nyolot said.

'Hahaha! I am crazy to have Alzheimer's. For the sake of a million handsome guys, amit-amit knows no!'

'Yes, if so now you're spitting for wish.' Santy gregetan.

Santy and I have a ritual at the beginning of each month. We will write out a wish, a dream or whatever we want and feel on paper. After that we would fold it into a paper plane and then fly it together. We hope that what we write can come true. I immediately picked up the pen and paper. Write down what I want on that paper and fold it into a paper airplane.

'Udah done.' I said I showed you the paper plane I made. Me and Shasa then rushed towards our flagship place to fly this paper airplane. Campus roof. The highest place we could find.

'Sha, get ready. On the count of three, ok?' Santy told me.

'1…'

'2…'

'3…'

Our paper planes fly in the wind. Heading to clear skies without clouds. Bring everything we want. Everything we feel right now. Hope everything gets accomplished. I hope my message gets to him. Star, where are you? I miss you…

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Today's course wasn't too much, so I could go home quickly. But I didn't go straight home. I wanted to take a walk first, so I decided to go to the mall. After walking around for a while, I saw something interesting. There is a massive book bazaar in one of the bookstores in this mall. My feet are heading there immediately. Look at an interesting book to buy. Unintentionally, I saw a small book whose front cover was a picture of a star. You Are My Star. That's the title on the front cover. Without warning, my hand reached out to pick up the book. I found what I was going to buy.

Finally at home. The first place I went was the kitchen. Seeing mama cooking lunch and 'stealing' a little food. After that I immediately headed to the balcony of my room. I immediately picked up the book I bought earlier and opened the first page of the book.

I was immediately swept up in the story. The storyline is exactly the same as the story path of me and the Stars. It's just, I don't know when I'll be able to meet him again. Does he miss me too? Is he the same as me who always daydreams of him? I don't know. I don't know the answer myself.

I was surprised to hear the voice of my beloved Boy Band, Super Junior. The slightly rock Superman song contrasts sharply with the slow Daydream song. I who was working on PR immediately took my phone that I just put on the bed. 1 Name on the screen. Santy. Why would he call these nights? I immediately lifted it up and pressed the loud speaker button.

'Hallo San's. Why?' My toot.

'Shasa, how is your birthday plan?' Santy asked back.

'What's the way?'

'Oh my God Shasa. What the hell are you?' Said Santy in a high tone that was ear-splitting.

'Yes, that's what it is. Why the hell?'

'This is Sha. This is your 17th birthday, sweet seventeen gtu. So you should plan as well as possible. Well, I am the friend plus EO who does not need to be asked again about his success, will help you to arrange a birthday event as lively and as good as possible. So, you have to make a list now, so that it can be compiled.' Santy said at length.

'What's the list anyway? I don't understand.'

'This is if so his hobbies are just ngayal, star writhing, writing sentimental poetry that ends up making a cry. You were born in what century Shaaaaa…??'

'But I really don't know. What list anyway?'

'IIiiihhhh. You are free to be the 3rd consecutive year general champion in High School if the list of events just do not know. Did you notice when Udin was speaking Indonesian? Yes, the show list is dong Shasa. What do you want to decorate your party? How many people would like to be invited? Is there a special event for someone you love on your birthday? Anyway that's like that…'

'Hm. I don't know what the show list is like. You are the same as my parents.'

'It is precisely your mother who told me to call you and ask about the concept of the event you want. This is your sweet seventheen, so everything is special for you. Cherrybelle is special. Haha…'

'What the hell brought Cherrybelle all over? Not very much!'

'Hahaha. Yes, no. Or do you want a Cherrybelle? Haha…'

'Santy what the hell? Not funny know. Am I a child of Tk Labil? Iiiihhh.' I said shuddering in horror at what my party would look like if the decoration contained a theme like Cherrybelle.

'Oh my goodness, don't like it to the whole point. Hahaha. Yes already, now you think the concept of the show will like how and you specify the list of events. Tomorrow I will accept darling. Nye.' Santy said before hanging up. Fuck that kid. Hang up the phone! My mind is in my heart.

After the conversation I had with Santy, I now have an additional assignment. That's looking for my birthday concept. I am a person who does not worry too much about things like this, so I am confused about what kind of themes and concepts to take. I opened the window of my room wide. Let the night breeze in and freely fill my room. The night is bright with no clouds and the stars can be clearly seen. Instantly I knew what the concept for my birthday would be like. Star.

I walked gracefully in a purple dress on my knees. My long hair was allowed to decompose just given a ribbon decoration with the same color. I went down the stairs one by one. Heading to the living room, where my birthday has been decorated with various star-tinted decorations. Dozens of eyes were waiting for me down there. Among them were my parents and Santy, my best friend. The people I love so much in this world.

'Ok everyone. The Primadona is out tonight. So, we can start his party…!!!' Said Santy who was greeted with applause and boisterous cries of the guests present who were mostly my friends. 'Now, we start the core event, which is cake cutting.' Santy again. I immediately headed to the center of the room where my birthday cake had been prepared. Everyone sang Happy Birthday for me and after that I cut my birthday cake.

'The first cut for my mom is my papa. Without them, I wouldn't be here and this show wouldn't be there. Ma, Pa, thank you. Shasa is very affectionate with mom and dad.' I said as I gave the piece of cake to them.

'Happy Birthday, honey, ' said my mom, peeping at my forehead. Papa also kissed my forehead and fed me a piece of cake.

'Second cut for Santy. Thank you very much for wanting to be a friend, friend, family and a good place to confide in me, even though you also talk about it the most. Thanks for helping me to organize this event. I didn't know if there wasn't you I had to. Again, thank you very much.' I said and gave a second piece of cake to Santy.

'Damn it! Mascara I'm tainted!' Maki Santy while shrinking the tip of her eye. 'Oh darling, you are welcome. Happy birthday, Shasa.' Keep hugging me.

After the cake cutting event is over, it is time for a free event to be held in my home garden. Santy was dancing with my other friends. There's Putry, Rany, Lestari and more. I, who was chatting with some of my friends at first, was standing at the end of the park. It is the darkest place and the best place to see the stars.

'Star, if you were here, it would be the most beautiful night of my life. Star, I miss u. Miss u so much…'

My birthday was 1 week ago. But this morning there was a delivery for me. Posts on Happy Birthday paper. I'm confused, who sent it? Especially after checking, there is no name and return address.

'Ma, this who sent me anyway?' I asked my mom as soon as I got down for breakfast.

'I don't know, baby. Last morning when the mama again watered the page there was a post pack that nganterin it, but when asked from whom, he said he did not know. Mom's time check also no same name return address.'

'Huuufffttt.' I said as I put the shipment in the chair next to me and took the sandwich that my mom made.

'Who knows it's from your friends who can't come. Tortured.' said papa while eating his sandwich.

'Maybe too. I'll just watch…'