The Hidden Love of a Soldier

Good Friend

"They're all students, brother. But I'm not" said one of the young girls.

"Oh yeah. Introduce my name Hellena, you just call me Hellen" I said.

And they started to introduce themselves. There are Faizal, Ratna, Aisyah, Roni, Riska and Fikry.

"Big brother came here in what order? Vacation or study or work?" tanya Aisya (veiled woman)

"I'm on vacation, taking a break from time-consuming work" my jawbaku

"Why go to Beirut, brother?" ask Aisya again.

"I'm just trying to get here and I happen to have a good friend of mine who ornag Beirut offers that in Beirut there are good and interesting tourist attractions" I replied.

"Yes, brother. I fell in love with Beirut. Especially the guys, handsome guys, brother" said Riska with his style.

"Risk, Riska. If it's a man's business, number 1 he is" Faizal said.

I can only smile.

"Where do you live, by the way?" ask Roni.

"I live in an apartment near here" I replied.

"Oh, yeah. In the afternoon, we have an Indonesian gathering, brother. Want to follow?" ask Faizal.

"Can I?" much

"By dong, brother. All the Indonesians in Beirut joined. There are also those who do not have time because there is busyness" said Fikry.

"This afternoon there are also some Indonesian soldiers who serve on the Lebanese border also joined you, brother. They were given a day off from their camp" Ratna said.

"We're asking for a phone number, sister huh. Let's share lock with brother. Or gini aja, let me pick you up here again" said Aisyah.

"Hmm, can-can. This is my phone number" I said excitedly while giving my phone number.

"Jam 3, I'm waiting for my sister here" said Aisyah.

"OKAY. Then I say yes. See you" I said and passed away leaving them.

"It turns out I could meet those kids. They are very welcome. Hopefully, I can restore my mood before returning to Indonesia" my heart murmured.

After walking for about 15 minutes arrived at my apartment and it turned out that Maria was there first.

"Where are you from, Hellena?" ask Maria.

"I took a short walk enjoying Gemmayzeh Street in the morning. I met some Indonesian students. This afternoon they invited me to a get-together" I replied.

"What time did you leave? I'll deliver" said Maria.

"No need, Maria. They're going to pick me up" I said.

After talking to Maria, I entered the room to rest. And Mary prepared herself for the office.

At 3, I walked down Gemmayzeh Street again to meet Aisyah.

"Sir Hellen" Aisyah's screaming voice waved from across the street.

"Hi" I said waving my hand.

"Come, sis. That's my car" Aisyah asked.

About 20 minutes, we arrived at a luxurious house with a spacious courtyard and unique architecture typical of the middle east.

"Sister has arrived? Come on, I'll introduce the same one who owns the house and everything" said Fikry.

I followed the young people. Fikri then asked for the attention of everyone who was there.

"Good afternoon everyone. I beg your attention. I want to introduce someone from Indonesia" Fikry said.

"Come, brother" call Fikry

"This is the name of Hellena. We met this morning on Gemmayzeh Street and we invited him to join the event" Fikry said.

Without me noticing, there was a pair of eyes that looked at me unfastened.

"Hellen?" greet someone.

"Republica?" I said shocked.

"What are you doing here?" my many.

"I'm on duty here" replied Bagas.

"Peace Forces?" much

"Yes" replied Bagas.

"Vacation, Gas" I replied.

"It's definitely not an ordinary vacation, is it?" ask Bagas.

^^^(*Bagas was Hellena's best friend during High School. And they were thought to be dating at that time, they were also once named as the favorite couple*)^^

"Don't hide anything from me, Hellen. I know who you are and what you hide when I look into your eyes" Bagas said.

"I'm tired of some of my cases that I handled and also the relationship of Papi and Mami who until now have not been reconciled" I said.

"Hellen, I told you once. Never hide your problems from me. Am I no longer considered?" ask Bagas.

"You left me, Gas" I said.

"Excuse me" said a middle-aged woman

"You two are very suitable to be husband and wife" he said again.

"The two of us are best friends, Oma" said Bagas.

"Hellen, this is Oma who owns this house" said Bagas introducing Oma to me.

"Hellen, Oma" I said.

"Oma Hanna" said Oma.

"A name as beautiful as the person" I said.

"Hellen is also beautiful" Oma said.

"Please enjoy this event" Oma said and passed away

"Sister" call Riska.

"Yes" Bagas and I spoke.

"Huh, you know this Bego guy?" ask Riska.

"The Bego? I mean, this guy is Bego?" much

"Yes, sister" Riska replied, choking me.

"You know each other?" my many.

"He, brother. Exactly my cousin" replied Bagas.

"Yes, kaka. This Bego is my cousin's sister" Riska said as she walked over to Bagas.

"This is my sister's best friend, High School time" I said.

"Oh, yes. There is a photo of the same brother Bagas when joining the favorite couple in school on the wall of the Bagas outhouse" said Riska.

"Yes, that's a promise we both made. If we put that photo on the wall of our room" I said.

"Why doesn't Brother Hellen date Bagas?" ask Riska.

"Sister Bagas's girlfriend, his cousin's sister who is in college in Melbourne and this year is over" I said.

"Sister Judith yes, brother?" ask Riska.

"Hmm, yeah. That knows" I said.