
A little drizzle with a gust of wind that pierces the skin. Rehan opened a document containing the identities of the teachers who taught at the school. The document was important enough for Rehan, because it was. Rehan was able to get to know the teachers at his school.
One by one the documents Rehan opened. Of the most senior there is in that school. Until the teachers are still teaching at the school.
The last name surprised him enough, because the name was quite familiar with his memory. Amasya Amalia who was a friend during her previous Junior High. Rehan saw the date of birth of Amasya. The date and year match the date of birth of Amasya. Until it is true he is Amasya who was a friend during his previous Junior High School.
Rehan, increasingly curious, finally asked one of the business staff to call Amasya before him. Rehan has no phone number from Amasya.
Pleased, but there's still a little awkwardness. Because Rehan has not met Amasya dozens of years. There is a lot of change between the two.
The awaited Amasya finally came. With a puzzled face Amasya approached Rehan's desk. Asking for permission to sit, Rehan allows her to sit in front of him.
"What did you call me here?" Amasya asked a little confused.
Rehan did not answer Amasya's question. He actually focused on looking at Amasya's face in detail. Until Amasya was confused by the behavior of Rehan.
"Sir Rehan why?" Ask Amasya astonished.
Rehan finally made a nervous voice.
"I'm doing fine. But I have one question on you." Rehan began to focus.
"You Amasya my good friend used to be at Pelita Kasih Junior High School, right?" Rehan's question was convincing.
Heard the name of the Junior High School where he went to school first. Amasya was surprised, it turns out that her guess of Rehan was a friend during Junior High was right. Rehan turns out to be a friend of Junior High who once made him fall in love at first sight.
"D-D-Yes." Amasya answered nervously.
"I'm sorry I'm getting married!" Reject Amasya firmly.
Rehan was so shocked to hear the words from Amasya. He did not expect that the Amasya he was looking for, would now get married. Even though he himself married another woman.
"So you're getting married soon?" Ask Rehan.
"really. In about 2 weeks, I will be married. So I have to keep my husband's feelings. I happen to hear you are married too. So hugging is one thing we don't deserve to do." Amasya.
"Yes... I admit I married Amasya. But to be honest, I was never happy with the marriage I'm in now. Only regret is in my heart." Rehan brightly lit with a sad tone.
"Why not happy. Doesn't marriage bring happiness?" Ask Amasya.
"Marriage is like that. But what I feel is different. There is no happiness, for I am married on the basis of incompatibility with her. But I forced it. Because that was my mother's last wish." Rehan's sad story while looking down.
Amasya was speechless staring at the astonished face of Rehan who could actually say that to his own wife.
"You must be really happy with that guy. A lucky man could have a beautiful, intelligent woman like you." Praise Rehan.
"I didn't think you could say that to your wife. You should be able to appreciate him. Love is not sought, but cultivated. If you have made such a mind. How will love grow in your heart." Amasya.
"That's the logic, but the reality is not as beautiful as you say. Everything changes, there is no love. It was just a fight that happened in our household. I survived for my mother's will. Not more." Rehan.
"You're the head of Rehan's household. If you want to run your mother's will. You should be able to grow love in your home. It's not like this." Amasya Pinta.
Rehan was silent faintly hearing the speech from Amasya. Amasya moved from her chair. Before leaving the chair. Amasya asks Rehan to forget their past which once grew a sense of love. Amasya asks Rehan to start loving his wife wholeheartedly, for no reason whatsoever.