The Hurt

Love Comes, To Go

This morning I was ready and tidy in my uniform. Grey white. That's the uniform I'm wearing right now. Almost a year I wore it, and almost a year also I took off the “Blue White uniform that is full of memories. Actually it's a little heavy for me to take off my blue and white uniform which is now just hanging neatly in the closet. So many meaningful memories from those days where the uniform was still worn. When I opened my closet and saw my Junior High uniform hanging neatly in it, I suddenly remembered something that had filled my heart since Junior High. “Revan”, the name that has been in my heart since Junior High, even my feelings for her were still the same when we first knew her and saw her. But that feeling was not avenged by him.

“heeeuuummm, maybe enough I just remember that time” mumbled I wirih. Suddenly there was a voice that woke me from the daydream “Tiitttaa.. it was 7 hours less 15 minutes, let's quickly leave and hurry school”. Shouted my mother chattering. Yes, even though she was chatty, but she was still the most special mother and I loved the most.

The clock is 06:50. “Oh My GOD”, I shouted hysterically. I was in a hurry, and left the house and drank a glass of warm milk that I made. “Pak, Ma'am, Tita departs first, Assalamallaikum” pamitku

“Brug, brug, brug” The sound of shoes that have been a concern for many people in school. Ah stupid time to want to do ngliatin or not, I don't care and do not criticize it. I am still running fast towards the class. “huh huh hu, finally nyampe class too, fortunately not too late”. muttered me, while putting my bag on the chair, and took out a book that I used to remove a little of the heat and heat I felt. Before long kemidian doorbell ring “kkkkrrrrriiiiiiiiinnnggggg”

“eh Ta, why loe? How rich are the heatworms?” Ask my best friend who is also my friend

“bhaahaha, asem deh you, I was running around Bel, tired, where hot bin sumuk again” I replied

“jiaaahhh, basic loe less work, why also early in the morning gini gini running? buk sport?” heed

“Whahahaha, already diem loe! Also, the teacher has already entered the class, do not brisik Bel, later we will have to scold again can-can, hahahahaha” my chatter to Bela

Heuumm, me and Bela are often the target material of teachers because of the messiness, noise, and other things that make the class rame deh anyway. Although it has been reprimanded many times with the teacher, still we we are both stubborn and stubborn.

The lesson is over, it's time to rest. I'd rather take my break to read a book or maybe sit back in front of the class and talk to each other while watching the boys of class X, XI, and so on, and XII futsal toys in the field. Wash your eyes, hehehehehe.

Unlike the case with Bela, he more often went to the cafeteria, basic huuff Bela, every day eating a lot, but his body was always thin and langsinng.

Today's break was very different from usual. Somehow I feel the atmosphere of rest today is really very different. I don't see a single big brother I admire. “Ka Zine”, his name is Muhammad Zine, usually his friends familiarly call him Zine. Now Brother Zine has been sitting in class XII, huuufffft which must have been preoccupied with the pile of material that he must learn to face UN 2012. Heuummm maybe that is also the reason why today I do not see his figure that I admire, maybe not just admire him, or maybe even I like him (can be said rowdy anyway) hehehe.

“Usually Ka Zine main futsal in the field, kok mada ya?” muttered while watching the field full of boys playing futsal, but I have seen all over the field, but I did not find the figure of Kak Zine on the field. Maybe he was really busy with his exams. Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder and shocked me. “Eh Tita, loe again nyari ka Zine yah?” Ask that guy to me.

“Eh loe Bel, make a surprise!, heum no really, who else is nyari ka Zine? Nonstop loe” I replied in a slightly nervous tone

My best friend always knows what I feel. He also knew I used to love Revan, my classmate at Junior High, and now he also knows that I admire Ka Zine who was an idol at HIGH SCHOOL High School where I studied. Bela is also a friend who is ready to listen and give a response to every incident I have with her. You could say he's like my diary.

The bell home has been embroidered. Bela and I went home together as usual. All the way home I never opened my mouth to just joke a little with Bela, somehow my mouth was reluctant to open to let out a word to Bela.

My mind is now drifting far away somewhere. And my heart was wondering where exactly is Ka Zine today? our class was next to each other and he usually sat in front of the class. Buty? I haven't seen him since this morning.

“Eh Ta! Loe's thinking what the hell? Tumben no chatty like usually?” said Bela while patting my shoulder and wake me from my daydream. “gak papa kok Bel” answer me briefly.

“Udah, don't lie. I know you have something else, your face cannot lie to me Ta! Come story to me, spit!” axed it

I was still silent, confused by what I had to say to my best friend. “Ta? Loe's still thinking Ka Zine yah?” connect Bela break the silence between us. “he.em Bel” replied me while nodding my head which means I agree to Bela's question. “Gue also from earlier in school did not see him Ta. Where is Ka Zine? Maybe he was busy studying Ta times? later you sms him ajah Ta!” babble Bela to me. “But Bel, I can't! He ituh...” Not finished talking, Bela even cut the conversation. “Udah do not need to use but-but, you must also miss smsan right smsan same him? Pan loe hasn't smsan been with Ka Zine? Udah, run out of this until the house you text him directly Ta, while wondering the news he rowed. All over him he made his UN” babble Bela long wide to me. “heemmm, yes insya Allah, look at his icon first Bel” my answer is short. “sssiipp, smile dong Ta”. “iiiyyaaaaa bawel,:D”. “Well that dong Ta, smile, do not frown mute, enek I see that ugly loe face, let alone added loe face tangled rowdy rich clothes not in the iron, especially, hadeehhh what a hell it was”. “Wah, fucking loe, beware ya loe Bel. Wait for my revenge, hahahaahhaha”.

Arriving at home, I also unite my body to the bed, and do not forget to certainly hold my favorite hape, which I laboriously dapetinnya, how not difficult, I dapetin tuh hape full of struggle. Bayangin ajah, my test score in SMP should not be below 7 and my average UN score should also be able to reach 8, but the sacrifice is great (hehehehehehe).

“Kok mace sms from Ka Zine anyway? it's been almost 1 week he didn't text me! Arrrrgggkkh, let's dong ka sms!”, so it's not dapet sms from Ka Zine, I slammed tape “arrrggkkhh, sebel. Gada sms from kakZine!”.

Now I get out of bed and then change my clothes, pray, eat and the baby takes a nap

Just want to close your eyes, uh uh suddenly hape vibrate “ddrrrrtttt”, “ya Allah may it sms from Ka Zine” inner me. And how surprised and surprised I was when I knew that text from Ka Zine “ya Lord, KaZine sms me: )”

To Zine: “iya ka, calm ajah I must be the best doain for brother and all XII upperclassmen, study diligently ya ka, do not forget to pray: )”

To Tita: “iya, okeh sip, thanks yes:)”

To Zine: “ia equally:)”

Two weeks from now the UN is starting and the real war will be Ka Zine and her comrades starting. Maybe that two weeks for me was very short once, and again I had to lose the person I love, enough Revan to leave me and never thicken this feeling, he said, please don't repeat yourself to Ka Zine. I have been with Ka Zine PDKT for a long time, but somehow the positive signals have never been given to me. Maybe until now Ka Zine is still expecting her ex-boyfriend during X class first. “Mba Hellen”, ex-lover name Ka Zine. The man was beautiful, white, tall, his hair black and long. But unfortunately there's one thing I don't believe in Mba Hellen, she once hurt Ka Zine who really loved her. Mba Hellen cheated on Ka Zine while they were still dating. But somehow Ka Zine still loves Mba Hellen.

My feelings had to break for the second time. How not to be destroyed, some time ago Ka Zine sent me a text that was so obvious it really made me hurt and destroyed.

To Tita: “Ta, I still love and still like Hellen until now, I know this makes you disappointed and angry. But this is how it is. Sorry I really let you down”.

To Zine: “gapapa ka, I gx disappointed in the least”.

YesGod Ka Zine texted me like that, and obviously she also knew how I felt about her :’(. Well, even though I can't ban it one bit, this is all the way of Ka Zine's life and I have no right to interfere, after that incident we still keep communicating as usual. Smsan, joking and even curcol as well.

Today is the day that Ka Zine and her friends have been waiting for, and today the real war will begin. The results of this deep learning Ka Zine and her friends will be proven today and the next three days. I and all of them can only help by praying that they will be successful and get a satisfactory result in the test, aamiin.

4 UN days have passed, class XII was now really empty. They have also been released from school and are just waiting for time to receive an envelope containing the words “LULUS”. The school was completely deserted, without the presence of XII class in the school, the atmosphere was completely different. Maybe this is not just my feeling, but other children feel the same way. Futsal fields, canteens, parking lots, arrrgghh anyway all the places tuh it feels quiet without the presence of class XII.

I haven't heard from Ka Zine in nearly 2 weeks. I don't know if I feel like he's forgotten me. Oh my God I really miss Ka Zine, but what? I feel like Ka Zine and I really are “Lost Contact”. He never told me a single word. I never saw him at school either. To the point that I'm really desperate.

“ya Alloh, I am almost desperate for all of this huh Alloh” lamented to The MAHA Everything in this world. Astaghfirullah, I am not good at being grateful for the blessings that Allah gave me. Whatever God gives me, I must always give Him thanks.

May 24, the date that has been anticipated by class XII, today exactly May 24, 2012 class XII performed a farewell and at the same time received the announcement of graduation. It just so happened that I was filling out the XII class farewell, so I was able to meet Ka Zine. Oh God how happy this is, I saw someone from the gate, who else if not Ka Zine.

“hheeiiiii :)” her reply to me while smiling sweetly at me

“hhaaiii :)” I replied nervously.

It's nice to say hello to Ka Zine, but it's a pity that maybe it's the last time, because we have to part ways after this.

Event after event has been held and now the event is waiting for class XII “Sulcerity Announcement”. Mr. KepSek has been on stage. He had also spoken for quite a while, and suddenly the youth was preparing to give a graduation announcement.

“to my kids class XII. You just want..” Mr. KepSek cut his speech and put on a disappointed face. This makes the children of class XII confused and dag dig dug. Suddenly Mr. KepSek continued his speech and made XII class children cheer. “Bapak just want to convey that all high SCOOL High High High students pass 100%”.

Excitement, and the crying could not be contained at that moment. It was time at the end of class XII farewell, and I sang the song “The Sweetest Farewell from lovarian as a cover. How surprised I was to see Ka Zine come on stage and sing along with me.

“Make this the sweetest parting in your life all the time”That's the lyric piece of the song I sang with Ka Zine. After she finished singing, Ka Zine took me to the school garden and said goodbye to me.

“Tita, today I will go to Jakarta and continue my study there. Maybe this is the day and the last time we meet, but one thing you should be sure of ‘when .we are destined to be with I believe the hand of God will bring us together again’ believe :)”. Those were the last words spoken from Ka Zine's mouth. He went to leave me who had been silent before fixated on making it. I also pensively for a moment.

“Yes God, it turns out to be true said people, every meeting there must be a farewell, and this thing really happened to me. The love that came to me was like a meeting, but now it has to leave me. As an abbreviation “CALIVE” love come to go :). But one thing I believe in, like Ka Zine's words was ‘If Ka Zine and I were destined to be with I believe the Hand of God would bring me and Ka Zine back together. I’m believe it (I believe it)”