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Farewell

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I immediately typed my no hape on his hape.

"Not to be returned, gpp kok sak. Just save it for me - memories." I said

I then moved on and headed back to Arya. I wonder about this 4th post. What they will do as a condition of their acceptance becomes part of KMHD UGM.

* (Sunday Day)

Today is the last day of UGM Hindu students in my village. Today they will do free medical activities and cheap market. I got a job as a translator. Most of them come from Bali and Jakarta. So less fluent in speaking Javanese.

"Have the Creator healed?" much

I'm bringing you anget tea and porridge. She smiled sweetly.

As night he slept in my house. The reason is so that the committee can monitor his injuries. So the closest house to the Village Hall, yes my house.

"Thank you, you're so good. But don't pay too much attention to me." said Dipta

"Why?" ask me curious

"I don't want Bli Arya to misunderstand me. You are her boyfriend, Bli Arya." said Dipta

I laughed when I heard the words of the Creator. It turns out that she thought I was dating Arya.

"What's so funny?" ask Dipta

"Sister Arya is my sister. He's my first brother." I said

I was shocked to hear my words. He didn't believe me and told me to lie.

"I'm his foster sister. My brother's name is Krishna Wijaya. Now he's in America." I said

"Oh kirain, hehehe .. uh I want to go to the bathroom and eat" said Dipta

"You drink tea first and eat the porridge." I said

When our jokes, arrived Arya brother entered. Yes, Dipta rest in Kak Krishna's room.

"Why is it in the same room as a man?" ask Arya does not like

"I just have porridge and tea" I said

"If you're done get out quickly. Brother's got a job helping the doctors, right?" said Arya

I immediately got up and told Dipta to finish the porridge immediately. Arya's sister is still in the room. But I immediately told him to come out. I'm afraid Dipta will be scolded by brother.

"Sister Come on out. Don't bother Kak Dipta." I said

"Don't be spoiled so maba" said Kak Arya

He left the room immediately after I pulled his hand. I don't want to be lectured by my brother. So I got out of him. But soon he's holding onto my shoulder.

"Who told you to leave?" ask Arya

"Lho, sister wants to be ready - ready to help meatballs" I said

"Don't be too clumsy with a new guy. Little sister doesn't know how her nature is" said Arya

After negotiating and being stubborn with him. We all went to the hall together. I saw that there were a lot of people waiting in line. I immediately put myself on the registration desk. They recorded the participants' history. I asked his name, age, and complaints.

5 Hours in progress. Finally finished her meatballs. We packed and packed. The next event is lunch. For this time, lunch was held at the temple. We ate together, as a sign of farewell. After that the committee chairman then pamit. There's a sense of sadness. Because soon my house will be quiet. 3 days and two nights my house is crowded. But it will be back in the afternoon.

The committee also handed over the memories to us. There are envelopes as a cord of love, clothes for the wasi, as well as photos during the activity. The event ended with praying together and shaking hands with each other.

There is a newness that emanates from the citizens. We are sad to have to part with them. Many of them I know. It was hard to be separated from them.

* (at home)

The committee also packed their clothes and goods. Personally, they give us memories. Photo in front of our house. My mother was crying because she was being watched by them. I then looked for the whereabouts of Kak Dipta. It turns out that he wasn't in Krishna's room. I'm looking for - find her. But I didn't meet. I finally found a box.

"Eh box? this is Kak Krishna's gift box but it's on the bed." I muttered

I opened the box. Apparently not expected. The box has a scarf. Beautiful red neck fabric.

"The fabric is so pretty" I murmured

*

For my sweet hero's.

Thankyou for being nice to me Thank you for taking care of my wound.your smile, hot tea, porridge.everything I like. Only this scarf I can give. Hopefully it will be a good memory for you. Sorry, I am not Arya who can give you luxury items.

your admirer

Made Dipted

To my sweet hero.

thanks you've been good to me. Thank you for taking care of my wounds.Your smile, warm tea, porridge. Only this scarf can I give you. May you be a memory - a great memory for you. I'm sorry, I'm not the Aryan who can give you luxury.

your gallant

Made Dipta's.

I kissed that beautiful scarf, too. It smells good, not cheap or expensive. But I see it from the sincerity of the giver.

Farewell is not about how far away we are. But this is only temporary. I'm sure, if someday. I will meet with the Creator again. I don't know when, but surely their arrival fosters a spirit for me. A passion to continue learning and pursuing higher education.

UGM is one word I will remember. I have to be part of the UGM family. Wait for me Gadjah Mada.

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2 weeks later. I was with my cousin to the Klaten Sun. The coolest shopping mall in my town. As usual, come here. I must be playing in the time zone. After playing and getting a prize. We then went down to the ground floor. I want to eat ice cream. But before that, my cousin took me to a famous shoe outlet.

I followed, even though I was given a credit card. But I'm not gonna use that.

"Would you buy it, Mis?" I asked a cousin named Miska.

"If it fits in the buy bag" he said

Miska is my cousin who went to college at UNS. He comes from a very good family. By the time I headed to a bag that I thought was pretty and simple. I walked towards the bag. But when I was about to take it. Suddenly my hand came into contact with a smooth white hand.

A beautiful woman who came with a pretty handsome man.

"Don't look at this bag is simple, right?" ask the girl

"If you want to take it" said the man beside her.

"But I'm sorry, lady, I'm also interested in the bag" I said

I felt that the bag was also suitable for me. But suddenly the woman was a robot first. Yes, I will not accept.

"If my sister had said she liked it. Yes he will get it." said the man.

The woman beside him without looking back at him. But from his posture. The girl was very pretty, tall, slim, and fashionable.

"But I was the first one who saw and wanted to take. But it turns out his mas took the bag for his sister. I thought I was helping you." I said

The woman then looked back. He looked at me from the bottom up. Yes the woman was wearing sunglasses, a red jacket.

"That woman's perfect." I muttered

But I was uncomfortable when he looked at me like that. Maybe he thinks that a woman like me can't buy that bag. Maybe he underestimated me. But who would have thought he immediately opened his glasses.

"Candika" said

I was silent too, watching that face. I seem to have known. But I forgot where it was. I still watch the woman.

"Candika... You're Candika Kusuma, right?" ask her again

"Yes, who are you? your face is no stranger, but I'm sorry I forgot" I said

"This temple is me .. You must forget me." he said.

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