The Hurt

Love in the Eyes

This morning I went to school as usual. I left with my friend and boarded a city bus. The old, rundown bus drove me to school. The bus stopped at a stop near the school, I handed over Rp 2000.00 to the bus kernet.

I read books while walking along the sidewalk to the school. Not that I'm a smartass but I really don't like chemistry. Lessons as hard as I learned still never understood and never entered into this brain. I always try to learn and learn wherever I am. Moreover, today there is a chemical replay, which if the value is below average will definitely be remedied and not only remidi but also get the task to present the material.

Bruckkk…

I can't believe it's because I read my book to the point of not paying attention to the road until I hit someone.

Immediately I took my book that fell and I saw the person I hit still in front of me as soon as I stood bowing my head and said, “sorry, please forgive me, I really did not accidentally”

“it's okay, but next time you walk around don't read a book! There could be victims of your collision again” said the person with the sound of his bus

Slowly I straightened my head. I faintly saw the face of the man who was beginning to pass.

The deg!

Suddenly my heart was beating very fast when the man was right beside me. I saw the man keep passing by leaving me who was standing stiff.

Tiiinn…

The sound of the car horn finally awakened my daydream. I also walked back to the school gate which was not far away anymore.

School hours show 07:00 marks when lessons begin. All the students ran into the classroom and were followed by a teacher.

In my class, Mr. Fajar (chemist teacher) shared a daily review. The atmosphere instantly turned silent, no one dared to show their voice because it could reduce its value.

“can start working” dawn pack command

All students began to read and work on a chemical problem that amounted to 5 points. Although it only consists of 5 questions but one number there are 3-4 questions. A very confusing question according to some people including me. Many times I massaged my head which started to feel dizzy looking at that.

When I was about to work on the matter, suddenly the shadow of a catfish in N 6 High School uniform appeared in this head. I guess I guess who that guy is? What class is he? And can I meet that bus voice again?

“less than ten more minutes” screams dawn sir

“oh no! How is this?” I shouted softly

I was so confused, out of the five about it there was not a single number about which I had not worked. I glanced to my right and left, but my eyes were not so clear. In front of me? Hah, he's no longer in place.

I ended up working on those things myself. Not even did I stick the tip of my pen to the paper, the change of lesson bell rang first.

“ayu quickly collect!” the teacher's orders

Huh, how is this? hah let me fill in just making up what is important there is a scribble in this answer sheet paper.

“heh! You!” call the dawn sir to someone

“heh! you're the one behind!” yell again

I who realized that I was the one who was called finally looked over as well. I took my eyes to the corner of the class and I didn't get any of my friends, who were in the class, me and the dawn pack.

“ayo collect time is up!” his orders

In a doubtful step I handed the paper to him.

At night, I fell asleep on the grass behind the house while staring at the scenery in the flickering sky. The atmosphere was quite quiet and the air was not too cold and the sound of crickets accompanied me. It's cool to enjoy a full moon night. I know it's not good for my health, but it's something I really like. I am amused like this. Even if there is no problem but the mind is still the mind, it is very difficult to eliminate something that is now filling my heart and mind.

“The man in a neat gray white uniform and the sound of his bus, who is he? Why have I been thinking about it since the first meeting this morning? Because of him I can't do the chemical replay, because he too tonight I can't concentrate on studying, I can't, because of meeting him I became always imagined by him and there was no stopping me thinking about him. Hah, why did he get into this thought, haahhh go you!” yell at

I heard a footstep approaching me, “after night, come in later you catch a cold!” ask that person who is none other than my mother.

“well bu” replied me

I woke up and put my mother in the house. Mother who is very attentive to this child.

—

As usual I left school on the city bus and walking on the sidewalk. But, this time I did not read the book because there were no chemistry lessons as well because I was still thinking about the man. “hah, did I say think about the man? No. No, that's not true. Actually I don't want to think about it but this thought has been filled by it so I can't stop thinking about it. I myself am confused why I can think about it when I do not know him at all”

Bruck…

“eh sorry-sorry I accidentally” said

Again I bumped into people and because I hit them I became aware of my daydreams.

“you walk if not while reading a book also daydream” he said a little annoyed

These sounds?

I immediately turned her head, “you?” ask me to be surprised

“hah, I'm sorry, I really accidentally” I said later

The man looked at me, though,

The deg!

Again my heart beats faster just like yesterday's feeling. When he passed right beside me.

“... understand!” exclaims

Huh what is he talking about? why did I just hear his last words? (inner)

“emh.. yes understand!” I hesitated a little

The man walked back, he went back past my right.

The deg!

My heart goes on and on pumping fast. “what is this with me?”

I wake myself up and continue on the path. The man and the man continued to follow this step. This is the first thing I feel. I don't understand why this could happen. Something that made me think about it and forget everything, besides him.

—

Tonight the star has not changed position is still the same as yesterday. The sound of crickets was still clearly heard, but the air tonight was so cold that it pierced my ribs.

(flashback)

“hey why did you shut up?” ask Vanny, my closest friend can be called a sidekick.

“aku... I'm again confused Van” replied me.

“bingung why?”

“so here, yesterday I met a man and since that meeting I've been thinking about him until now. I also do not understand why I can think about it when I do not know him at all and the meeting was the first meeting of my time

“you met a man and now you think about it?” tanyak surprised

I just nodded

“How did you feel when you met him?” ask Vanny

“I feel this heart pounding very fast” my story

“wah, don't-don't you be..”.

“what's wrong?” my Taeku decapitated his words

“you are in love” he said

“fall in love?” ask me confused

“iya in love, most people if in love often experience like that. I was like that when I first got to know Dewa” he explained

“Fall in love? Hah, I'm really in love with people I just don't know him and I met him still twice this” my objection

“Fall in love according to people there is a name in love at first sight and maybe you are one of them” he explained

(end flashback)

Am I really in love? Falling in love at first sight ah not first sight but first meeting. Is love like that? Growing up so fast? When does love come? Why didn't you tell me? Hah, my heart..why is it like that? Why is my pikranku full of it too? Hah. I really don't understand any of this. Love what is love?

The next day, I walked back on the sidewalk and looked for him, a man I didn't know but always thought of. From a distance I saw a man in uniform. Close, close and getting closer. One, two, three.

The deg!

I saw a sweet smile greet me. Without waiting for this lip command has made its own curvature.

Just the sweet smile she gave me this morning and it made me feel so happy. Millions of flowers were scattered in this heart. Reflexively this feeling was much better than before and a living spirit grew within this soul.

“What feeling is this? Seems like the first time I've felt it? Is this really the feeling of love?” my germs

Some days my life story is themed like and I always hope the theme of like that always be with me. The happiness and happiness I feel. The spirit and spirit of life enveloped me.

“oh Lord, thank you for all the stories you gave me this”

The first, second and third meetings have passed until heading to the fourth and fifth meetings I still see her sweet smile.

Now the sixth meeting, this Saturday I hope he stops stepping and invites me to meet. I want to be able to get to know him and not just say hello without knowing his name. Isn't the saying ‘do not know then don't love’.

I stepped small with hope. The shadow arrived. My behavior? Why is it like this? Oh no, I have to be ordinary and calm lest he become uncomfortable because of my strange behavior.

We crossed back, and he stopped his steps. Is my guess right?

“kau!” sapana,

I stopped stepping, “aku?” I doubt and be ashamed

“iya you, look at your shoelaces come off!” heed

“oh uh, ya” my words

I saw my shoes and it's true that my shoelaces came off. I saw him start to step up again.

“eh, wait!” antidote

His steps stopped, he did not look.

“em, thanks, eee?” I ask a little doubt

“Habibi” reply and step back

“oh, habibi thank you” shouted me

A habibi? Called habibi? In Arabic habibi means a loved man, is it true that he is the man God created for me, for me to love?

The sixth meeting has been missed and it is now the seventh meeting Monday. If today's meeting means I've known him for a week.

As usual, I set foot on the sidewalk, the sidewalk that I call the sidewalk of love hehe:b

I wait for my habit to pass me. But like there is something different with today it has been ten minutes I waited for him not to go nongol even though a few minutes more bell entrance lesson will begin and he has not yet come. Huh, how is this? Should I leave him?

The school bell rings…

I immediately ran away from where I was waiting for habibi.

“What's with him? Why is he invisible? Oh God, protect him” I thought agitatedly.

That day I felt really worried, anxious and agitated at the thought of the unseen Habibi that day. The view in the sky could not cool my troubled heart. What's up with him?

Tuesday, the seventh meeting is pending. I really hope this meeting can be held. However, fifteen minutes I've been standing on this sidewalk. Waiting for him, a feeling of uneasiness invaded me. Various questions come to mind. “why is he never seen? where's dia? What the hell is going on with him?”

Since that day? saturday's sixth meeting was the first day I got to know his name and the last day I saw him.

The day goes on, time and the earth keep turning. He came and went as fast as lightning. He came and entered into this heart without excuse. Now, he went away just like that without saying a word that could calm this heart. Why is he like that? Like a thief who leaves grief for the host.

If so, what is still this feeling called the feeling of falling in love? Is that love? A feeling that comes as fast as lightning and goes like a non-spinning time.

Allah, indeed Almighty, is good at turning the feelings of his creation upside down. I thank Him for being given the opportunity to feel the feeling of falling in love and the hurt feeling of love. From that experience I will be more able to understand and keep this feeling. I'll also forget it, there are people saying “for what think of people who never think of ourselves”. The words may be true because it is the same way we do something useless, something that has no benefit at all. After all, there is someone who arranged it so we do not have to bother looking for it because when the time has come then the soul mate will be close to us. I don't forget it, I'll remember it.