Tears And Love's

Part Two

The sun shines with its warm rays. The birds sang with beautiful chirps on the shady branches of the trees. The colorful flowers bathed in dew welcome the turn of this beautiful day.

The petals are blooming beautifully that cools the eyes. The dancing clouds above formed various forms that were uplifting. The white rose on the study table did not escape the joy in the morning.

The girl pegged her body in front of a large mirror that exposed her entire body, from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. A light purple mirror in the corner of his room dominated by blue and purple.

“Dasi, check! Skirt 5 inches below the knee, check! Vest, check! Uniforms not out, check!  Half-calf white leg t-shirt, check! Okay. Everything's in order!” exclaiming the girl was happy while flicking her finger.

With a quick movement, the girl picked up the bag that was on top of the mattress and went straight out of the room. Not to forget the girl turned her head and smiled warmly at the white roses that flourished on her study table. Then closed the door of the room and rushed towards the dining room.

The girl smiled widely as she saw a woman sitting down while casually chewing on her toast.

“Morning, Ma..” greet the girl while kissing both cheeks of the woman.

The woman looked at him and then smiled warmly. “Morning too, Darling. Cheers for this morning.”

“Wah, should dong, Ma. That morning we should always be cheerful!” the girl said cheerfully as she chewed on her chocolate jam bread. One of his favorite menus.

The woman nodded happily. “You're not leaving yet, son? Later you are late, you go to school.”

The girl drank her chocolate milk quickly, then immediately stood up and kissed the woman on both cheeks. “Amora go to school first yes, Ma. Assalamualaikum ...,” say goodbye to the girl named Amora.

“Waalaikum greetings. Be careful on the road, Ra.”

“Sip, Mom!”

Amora drove her car as leisurely as possible. He always held his mother's message to always drive the car at standard speed. From childhood until now, Amora always obeyed every word of her mother and father. She loves both her parents, and vice versa.

Amora, a 16-year-old girl who now sits in the twelfth grade at one of the private high schools in Jakarta for taking an accelerated class at Junior High School. A girl who lives in a loving and loving family environment. The family consists of intact members.The father is a marketing manager at one of the leading companies in Jakarta. Mr. Damar Januarya, his name.

In addition, Amora has a mother who loves her very much, Nita Januarya. A housewife who is always ready to accompany Amora at home. Amora also has a younger sister who now sits in 3rd grade Elementary School. His name is Anti January.

Amora parked her car near a black sports car. Amora looked at the car with a frown. “That's who's car, huh? How did I see it today?” ask him to yourself. Amora shrugged her shoulders and headed for her class with graceful leisurely steps.

When Amora was about to enter the school corridor, Amora accidentally hit a woman in her 30s, because her face still looks fresh. The woman looks very fashionable and classy. Amora looked at the woman without blinking.

I think I've seen this mother before, but where, huh? And why do I feel so sorry to see this mother's face? Amora monologues in the heart.

They look at each other. It was like there was a magnet inside their gazes. A few seconds later Amora broke off eye contact.

The woman looked at Amora with a frown. This girl, it's like I've seen her. But where is it?

“Nia, have you taken care of the administration?” ask a voice behind Amora. Amora and the woman called Nia turned their heads.

The woman named Nia smiled. “It's okay, son. Mother was also wrong,” replied Bu Nia and walked over to the man wearing the dark gray suit.

“Who is he, Nia?” asked the man while pointing at Amora with her chin.

“Murid here, Mas. We accidentally collided,” explained Bu Nia and immediately left with the man.

Amora looked at the backs of the two who were now away. There was a pain in his heart as he watched the man clasping tightly onto the woman's hand. Amora involuntarily shed her tears uncontrollably.

Amora smiled bitterly when she saw the black sports car that was lying next to her car slowly began to leave her school grounds. Suddenly a feeling of longing seeped into the recesses of his heart. Gives her own place in her heart.

The entrance bell that rang loudly immediately scattered the reverie of Amora. Amora was walking fast because of the time. His footsteps had to come to a halt when he accidentally bumped into someone in that desolate corridor. Amora's body fell backwards. His back accidentally crashed heavily into the wall behind him.

“Aduh ...,” groaned while rubbing his painful back.

“Lo is okay?” someone asked, extending his hand, to help Amora stand up.

Amora took that hand with great difficulty. Amora raised her head and saw a young man looking at her with a guilty look. The young man with slightly dark brown flap hair, his eyeballs light brown, his eyebrows thick and perfectly curved. For a few seconds, Amora stared unblinkingly at this one creature of God.

The young man wagged his ladder in front of Amora's face which made the girl go straight

opened his eyes.

“Ah .. uh,”

“Lo is okay? Is anyone sick? Sori, yes, I did not look ahead.” The young man apologized, sounding very sincere.

Amora shook her head slowly. “Gue is okay,” he said slowly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief. “Thankful for that. Um, again sorry. Oh, yeah, I said yes, I still have business. Excuse me.” The young man then walked half-running and away from Amora.

“Who is he, huh? How come I never see? Is he the new kid?”