The sanctity of Love

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since that meeting that night, when a lot of questions were going through my head about Tomi, who I knew a long time ago?where and when?

I have to immediately find out who he really is and my thoughts are with my cousin sari, yes I have to ask him who Tomi is.

I took my phone and sent him a short message.

me: Assallammualaikum,sar.tomorrow can we meet?there's something important I asked you.

sari: waallaikumsallam, how important is it?

okay, where are you meeting?

me:cafe in front of campus after school hours

sari:oke sine

college hours are over, I'm out to the cafe where I made an appointment with the sari.

me:hallo sar, new what Dateng from earlier?

sari: calm, not too long ago sin.already w pesenin drinks all, by the way Lo want to meet w, l.there is an important thing what is sin?kaya growingan urgent very much.

me: as soon as I frown, the bosom.w want to ask who Tomi really is?

is there anything hidden from him?wan know him from hp Lo, maybe Lo know a little about him.so he richly know w really and understand very well about w.

sari:oh, about that (smile a smile)

kirain w what problem sin.

You don't want the same Tomi???

me: you mean sar????

what do you mean, Lo?

did you know Tomi before???

sari:yah! um Tomi never told Lo sin who is she?he's little friend Lo sin.

me: (while gawking) trying to remember something in the past.

10 YEARS AGO

my uncle was a PNS in his day, living in the capital in a cramped tenement with 6 members of his family.

uncle intends to move to the area, with the intention to have a big house to make his family happy.

since moving, sometimes I also go back and forth to visit there.karna indeed me and my family are on good terms because my uncle's wife is Kaka from my father.

not far from where I was sitting, a boy of my age was standing behind me, so that only his back was visible,the boy turned his body that from a distance his good looks can be seen even though only from the straw hole.

he looked at me and approached me, making me fascinated until my eyes were wide open and unconsciously he was in front of my face.

Adit:hai...who are you?

me: me, Sinta.kamu who?

Adit:my name is Adit,sometimes you sit in a gazebo in the middle of a tea garden and sometimes I see you writing something near a tree over there (while pointing at a tree with a swing on it his bough.

Sinta: yes, but I just saw you dit!(timpale)

Adit:"yes, I see you from the 3rd floor of my balcony there".(while pointing to the big house across the tea garden street.

Sinta: are you the son of the owner of this tea garden?(my many).

Adit: yes, you can say that.

after that meeting, Adit and I met often to meet and play together.oh,iya.iya.then I was 11 years old and Adit was 13 years old two years older than me.

we became good friends, until one time when I was sick and had to be hospitalized for dengue fever that was epidemic, I had to be treated for several weeks.

still had time I remember the adit my friend and felt very missed him, but at that time I was still a little mobile phone still not many people have.let alone I am a child from the ordinary, until finally my treatment is finished.

my cousin Sari came to visit me, I can't wait to ask Adit.

but before I asked, he had given me a piece of paper when I opened it.Where did these tears drop for a moment, the little boy who felt the loss of his little friend.

letter from Adit

my best friend Sinta, some days I wait for you in the same place where we often tell stories and joke, friends who understand me.

Sinta, I and my family will move to Australia while I will go to school there, not knowing until when I am there

the wind touched my body

like your jokes approaching me

I feel your breath in the recesses of my soul

when the wind stops blowing

like your candlestick ran aground

I held my breath out without blowing

(The inscription of the song I used to hear at the time).