Short Story (Cerpen)

Love Sebatas Patok Tent

Category: Love Story

Title: Love Sebatas Patok Tent

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Love's.

Read love with a point. Love is meaningless, love is meaningless. Right no? Love really means. I used to think that love was just fantasy. After writing the word 'love' then give a dot in front of him, because without a dot sign people will read it with a long tone, loveaa, or even with a tone of question, love? So love is not to be infused but fought until it gets a point sign, because after getting a point sign you will be sure that it is love.

Meeting of Persami activities briefing. Earlier, thousands of sorry I delivered to Brother Sigit who was babbling with a tone that made me feel very sleepy that afternoon. I am so grateful that the briefing meeting was held in the hall below the school. Yes, the name is also a meeting hall, but the place is more suitable if it is called an empty room, because there is no table or chair like a meeting place. The room is approximately 10 X 5 m, which is based on plain white ceramics that add to the innocence of the space. I was grateful for the absence of a table or chair in the room so that I and the other senior scouts could sit down while holding both legs and leaning their heads on the kneecap while keeping them sharp eyes to sleep.

'Wassalammu'alaikum Warohmatullohi. Greetings scouts!'

The greetings from the senior children shocked me. I raised my head and looked around me. The senior children are still sitting sweetly, Kak Sigit and Kak Arik have gone outside the room. Ari, the scout leader is busy handing out papers that I don't know what for.

'This, later you write the name of the junior class 7G who participated in peachami. But take a junior guy, okay?' said Ari

'Oh, sip deh, ' I replied casually

'They are your responsibility, ' he continued as he passed

'Huh! It's a hassle to be secretariat persami, be told. Still mending if asked to receive guests.well, I was even told to take care of 12 people's children, guys again.' I grumbled in my heart.

The moon seemed reluctant to show itself that night. There are only stars adorning the Creator's black carpet. That night after the Maghrib prayer on the basketball court I sat in the corner of the court near the mango tree. The place was brighter than other places, because on the tree branch there was a hanging lamp, the lamp was deliberately installed on the branch to reduce the number of scout sticks used as a lamp post. This is scout, creative!

I sat in the corner of the field to continue my sleep this afternoon. Other senior children are still busy cleaning the tarpaulin used for Maghrib prayer just now. Suddenly, the sound of Kak Sigit's whistle that really raised his ears. I immediately got up from my seat, the senior children directly lined up in front of Kak Sigit. Sigit asked the secretariat of persami to take care of his juniors, and briefed on persami activities for 2 days 1 night.

It turned out that arranging a dozen kids really made my mood fall apart. I had to yell at them to line up. After everything was ready, the opening ceremony of the paddy began. I was very lazy to attend the ceremony, especially at night. I saw the other seniors were absenting their juniors. Yes, rather than me listening to a speech from Brother Sigit mending I absent my juniors. I took the paper that Ari gave me this afternoon from my pocket. I started to leave from the back row. Because of my messy mood I didn't talk to my juniors to ask for their names, I simply saw the name from the writing on the small paper that was pasted on their chests. Yeah, at least it helps me save my wasted energy just to ask, 'What's your name?'.

Arriving at the front row of my heart as if it stopped beating to see a name written on the paper belonging to the child. That name, I seem to have heard of it. But where?. I looked at his face with astonished eyes. That name? Really You? Seventh grade? Are we not the same age?. Those questions***** are constantly swirling around in my brain. I don't believe in it all, including the person in front of me. Ah, time seemed to stop for too long, to the point that I forgot to write his name.

After I finished writing his name with trembling hands to make my writing chaotic I headed to the back of the line. I exhaled the breath that had stopped earlier with a heavy. I can't believe what happened a few seconds ago. I looked at the sky that was only decorated by the stars, I felt like I wanted to ask them, is that really the Raka I knew when Dian Pinru activities first? Is that really Raka who loves to die to scouts? Is he still in seventh grade? But her face was very different, was she really Raka?. I saw his name on the paper that I had been holding until it looked shabby. I spelled his name well like a kind of kindergarten who just learned to read: A.wang... Sa...tri.a... E....ru.... ca..RAKA! It's true that she is Raka, my acquaintance when participating in Dian Pinru's annual activities when I was in 6th grade Elementary School first.

Priitt…! The junior children immediately formed a circular row after hearing Kak Sigit's whistle.

'Vienna.. here!' ari's voice called out to me. With a sagging step I approached him

'What'an anyway?' ask for astonishment

'Yes, that's a. help the children move firewood to the field, ' Ari replied with a tone like a real foreman.

'I.iya deh,' I said lazily.

Huh! Eventually the firewood was all removed. My feet invited me to return to my junior ranks. While continuing to wipe my dirty hands for lifting firewood I was confused looking for my junior line. Well, it turned out to be there, I approached them and sat behind them. The bonfire was burning, lucky my juniors chose the right place. That's why I can enjoy the fire. I was so looking forward to the atmosphere like this, watching the fire slowly eat the wood, enjoying the beauty of the light it produced, breathing the fresh air of the night mixed with the smell of burnt wood, perfect! this kind of atmosphere I won't find anywhere, except in scouts.

'Ehemm..,' Deheman the person beside me ruined my daydream. I looked towards him. The deg! My heart seemed to run, my blood froze, cold sweat came out from all over the surface of the skin, my eye muscles seemed to die so that I could not move my eyes. Uh! I clashed with him, but the eyes were so beautiful, the binaries were soul-cooling, ah since when did I become more like this.

'Hey.' she greeted me

'Oh, h.hey, ' I answered wrongly

'Vienna, right?' continued

'Not salting that time,'

'No, ' my boy scout's soul came out

'How are you?'

'As you can see, well, ' I replied in a flat tone, which was actually to hide my stubbornness

'Why was I surprised to see my name?' tanyanya started the conversation

I let the question hang in the air, I thought hard to find the right reason to answer her question. Since I did not find a logical reason, I could only shake my head and gaze up at the sky. Again my breath felt heavy to let out.

'Oiya, look at the dimest star among all the stars, ' he said.

I wondered why he told me to look at the dim star instead of the bright star. It's obvious he's gonna want to fight me.

'Indeed, why?' I'm starting to control my gurgling

'That as a symbol of the dimness of my love for someone other than yourself, I love you are you the same?' he said without any further ado

I could only waste my breath and ignore his statement, in my heart I was wondering why he suddenly revealed his heart, though we only met a few minutes after my breakup with him which has been almost 2 years since Dian Pinru Scouts activities in SD first, then, after all why he was so bold as to express his affection for me in this scouting activity, kak Sigit forbids scout children to date during scout activities and also prohibits dating by wearing scout clothes, according to kak Sigit the act really tramples the name of the scout.

I looked at him with a feeling of wonder and anger at his behavior earlier which I thought was disrespectful. I saw the twinkle of his eyes, I felt that he said so from his heart not just speech. I don't know why it feels like I'm flying above the clouds, I know for the first time there is a guy who expresses his feelings for me in this really dramatic atmosphere, it's not the first time a guy has expressed his affection for me, before I've been but not this romantic. God, I must how could I not have let his statement hang in the air as if I had not heard it. Should I reject it or accept it? Honestly since my first meeting with him 2 years ago there was an unusual sense of my heart towards him, maybe I was still in elementary school still like to play and do not know love. It used to be Dian Pinru activities held for 1 day was fun, I was less like to follow the activity because I think there must be many children who are arrogant and coquettish, before, I'm disgusted by kids like that. But by following these activities I became acquainted with him not only knowing maybe also love him, not only then until now, until Dian Pinru's activities have stepped into the third generation after the first generation that I follow my feelings towards Raka remain the same.

I must not be careless with my decision this time, I must be wise to my feelings, to the scouts, and to Raka's feelings.

'Honestly I don't know why that love just comes and makes me say that I love you too,'

'That means we're dating?' ablaze

'Could it? But I think this reneges on a scout's promise that we're dating at a scouting activity

'Then? Don't we love each other? Why aren't we dating?' tannya

'I want to date you as long as after this private activity is over we no longer have that relationship, and we act as if you and I didn't know each other before, how?' obviously

'OK, I agree,'

Although she and I were dating at the time, our relationship was still cold. After that conversation I did not say a word, nor did he. I think for an early teenager like us, being in a special relationship is very difficult not to be nervous in the beginning.

The campfire was getting dim, the situation around it was getting dark, me and he were still sitting glued to the place. 2 minutes 3 minutes 4 minutes, 10 Minutes later he started the conversation and made the atmosphere melt again after a few minutes of freezing. He told me about his experiences while attending Dian Pinru activities for the second time when he was in 6th grade Elementary. He and I did not know that we were not the same age even though we were only 10 months apart, I was older than him.

On the sidelines of my conversation with him I revealed that I was very surprised when I found out he was the one who turned out to be attending here which is also the school where I studied, which is also the school where I studied, in addition, I also said to himself that I did not believe that he was my younger brother, because during the activities of dianru pinru 2 years ago, I think he was the same age as me and we were both in 6th grade at the time.

The morning of the persami activity was over, last night I spent my night sleeping to chat with Raka. Persami activities have disbanded the other children have gone home, but there is no intention at all from me to approach him and say goodbye, he said, I guess without me having to say goodbye he already knows that our relationship is enough to get here.

With heavy steps I set foot towards the bicycle parking lot and rushed home. In the middle of my mobile phone trip rang, apparently there was a text from Raka:

'Haiy!!! Thx has given me a little sense of syngmu and wants to accept my feelings. Yes wlaupun kta skrg no pacrn lgi tpi ku hrp kmu no mnghapus nmaku in htimu.'

I feel relieved, it turns out that my decision last night to be his girlfriend for a few hours just does not make him upset like other ABGs who just dumped his girlfriend immediately upset and may want to commit suicide. Although after this I have to be willing to let you off with someone else, but I'm sure that's the way. After all we were dating at the time of scout activities, so we must be willing to mention that my love with Raka is only limited to the tent, and after the tent was dismantled. SAYONARA CINTA.