The End of the Waiting for Love and Love

Likes and Grief

Ardian graduated from High School.

He was accepted into a state college outside the city. Hearing this I was happy, but a little sad. Because he chose college further than I imagined.

Iyan still took the time to share stories with me when he was busy with the preparation of Osek, to tell a list of his activities while in college.

***

A few months later.

After passing the class exam and two weeks off. Finally I went back to school with class XII status. My classroom finally moved to the frontmost position near the gate.

My activities in class XII were really solid, until I ended up getting sick for a few days.

True said brother Iyan some time ago, class XII must always be in a fit condition. Because there will be many tasks and practices that must be carried out.

But I finally got back to health and was able to continue my work at school.

In busy times with assignments and practices, from the school offers selection of public universities through invitation. And for interested students are required to collect files, as well as registration money.

Finally I was interested in joining the selection, because I was invited by one of my friends named Rio. Finally Rio and I are representing the class to take part in the selection.

A few days of preparation to send the required files. I have permission to go to my family, especially my mom and dad. They confirmed my decision, I finally continued to take care of the file.

Approximately there were eight people who participated in the selection from various classes and we were guided by a teacher named Pak Hari. He accompanied us to check up to the doctor. Until finally the results of the check up showed I was lacking blood.

After check up and go home, pack a day to see one by one the results of our check up. Then pak day was shocked to see the results of the check up from me.

"Lara, you're so low in blood" he asked.

"Yes, sir, I don't know" I replied.

"You must sleep late at night?"

"Yes, sir, but is that why?"

"Whoa, that's why you don't sleep late at night again and keep your diet "

"Ready sir, thanks for the advice"

"Yes, you guys will pass the selection"

"Amen.." Our answer guaranteed his do'a.

A week later, there was news that made my heart feel like it was going to fall. Hearing the news that our teacher, Mr. Hari, passed away.

"Assalamualaikum, innailaihi wainnailaihi rojiun. The sad news of Mr. Hari who died at 20:00 p.m."

"Rio, pliss don't spread the news like that"

"Truly lara, my time was a lie anyway. This is my home" Rio assured the news.

My hand shakes when I hold my phone. Half dead in disbelief, is this a dream? Then I pinched my hand, it turned out to be true.

Then I found out the truth, until some people told me. On Facebook also has been crowded to give condolences to the pack of days.

The next day, it was as if the sky was overcast. That day I went to school, with all the students and teachers in mourning. When I got to class, I hugged the friends I met in class.. Whoever they must be sad and feel lost with the departure of the pack today. Because he is a teacher who motivates students to be better. He was a guidance counselor. Close to all students at school.

That day Mr. Hari was dead, all the school was in mourning. School activities that day were shrouded in an atmosphere of grief. We all went to a funeral home not far from school. When I saw his body, I could not stand my tears flowing.

Because it is still very attached to my memory, that a week ago I was advised by him.

"Part of health"." he said..

I'm devastated to remember that, he could have noticed the health of others the day before he left.

I never stopped crying, it was like being hit by lightning in a hole. The sad news was painful, all the students and teachers felt their loss. Especially XII classes are often guided by him, because he often directs XII classes to graduate later in college or work well. His advice and advice is still very much in our minds. But now there is no longer a teacher like him who is firm and wise to his students.

I've had some news with the alumnies, including Brother Iyan. He was also very shocked when I reported the sad news.

Ordered SMS :

"Assalamualaikum sis, there is a sad news if Pak Hari died last night"

"Yes, sister, I also did not expect just last Sunday nemenin I check up to the clinic"

"Geez, but he's in good health at the same time as you?"

"Healthy brother. Reportedly he had a heart attack"

"Innalilahi. age no one knows yes deck"

"Yes, brother, I still didn't expect it until this second"

"Ikhlas dek, this is an almighty will. May he be placed by God's side"

"Aamiin.."

The atmosphere of the school the next day was still grieving. I also still imagine, where Mr. Hari who always goes to our class to fill the empty hours. Rio as the class leader who is very close to him also revealed the same thing. Moreover, he was still a relative with the deceased.

"Ga guess yes, just yesterday sir the day we entered our class" said Rio.

"Yes Rio, that's how fast he left us"

"Entar if our selection results have come out, he can not handle again"

"Ssssttt is Rio, I cry again"

"He's still perfect for us to check up, meaning God still loves a chance to meet him"

"Especially fitting he said, take care of that health. Aaaahhh nois my heart" teardrops fell on my cheek.

This is almighty destiny after all. Mr. Hari is one example of a good person who was called first by God. I and others have to accept that fact.

***

That night I was tired, as usual I was lying in bed playing with my phone. There was a facebook notification, when I read it was Iyan's note that suddenly marked me. About what he wrote, why mark me?

When I opened the note.

"missed you"

It has been a few months we are close, often communicating in a chat or message. Knowing you is unexpected, at first it was you who approached but finally I began to be comfortable with this closeness. I want to get to know you further, if time is on our side let me express my feelings. Right now we are blocked by distance and time, but if you are tired of waiting for your love before you pursue your love. My one message never changes, it remains the lara Kaka knows at any time.

That's how the notes he wrote and marked my name on the facebook. I still can't believe he wrote me that note. I just fell silent, speechless while reading it while my tears were not held in my eyes. Does that mean my feelings were reciprocated by Brother Iyan? Or will we become two lovers?

Moments after reading the note, I wrote a reply to him.

"Thank you, sister, I can't believe Kaka expressed such feelings. Honestly, I have always liked kaka, so the purpose of approaching kaka is not just a stale base. I'll always wait for Kaka, until Kaka gets home from college. Many years will not be long if in the end what we are waiting for is certainty. And I'll never change until anytime. I will pursue my love for sure, because Kaka is also my motivation. And my reason for the spirit after both my parents and family"

***

Time keeps passing.

Practical activities such as sports and others began one by one completed.

That day I began busy practicing gymnastics with my classmates. Every day after school, I standby at school until the afternoon and sometimes even night.

Gymnastics exercises at Rio's right behind the school. The yard was a bit spacious, so we had permission to practice there.

During the training, it was not always smooth, because there were many debates and squabbles between us. The guys are hard to train with, so the girls are angry with them. The goal if we train all, it will look compact when performing.

Approaching the H day of gymnastic appearance. We also do hard training, so that the results are maximum. Do not let movement or other mistakes make our class fail to perform.

Finally the long-awaited day arrived. With the class shirt on, we all headed to the pitch with confidence. When the music was turned on, we all started to move along with the music. Under the scorching sun and witnessed by hundreds of pairs of eyes, we try to be confident and show the best.

After gymnastics, we all felt relieved that our task was done. Then continue with other sports practices, such as walk climbing and others.

But my class is cool to capture the momentum by taking pictures. As a memento to always remember, we have all been through these tired times.

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