The Smile of God for Marissa

Strangest Girl on Campus

Half-five, the airport officers called passengers to board the Garuda which would take us back to Adi Sucipto in Jogjakarta. We immediately entered Gate 21 and showed my boarding pass and identity. Seeing the man who had been sitting next to me continue following me, Maulana immediately pulled my hand.

“If you want you can change this boarding pass.” The offer was very tempting, but I was afraid that the man would mock me.

“No thanks. If I switched him he'd say I was tacky. “

“Not really. How can you think like that?”

“He saw my boarding pass and he told me I was going to sit next to him. What if he doesn't find me next to him later?” sahutku upset. Maulana could only take a deep breath.

“Ya. If that's what you want. I only offer if you mind yes it's okay.” Maulana left me immediately. As always, the flight attendants would welcome us and invite us to come in and pick up the reading materials. I didn't want too much action, I looked for my seat and immediately sat down near the man who had been waiting for me. He waved his hand then stood up after I was nearby.

He ordered me to sit by the window. While he himself was in the middle. The third person was a middle-aged man. When the plane started to move, I held my arm in the chair and closed my eyes when I took off.

“You're afraid ?” The man looked at me worriedly. I just shook my head. “Keep, why close your eyes ? Is this your first experience ?” continued. Once again I shook my head. I looked to the side, and I immediately turned it inside. I looked at the abyss below and I don't know why I'm scared right now.

Once again the man next to me looked at me anxiously.

“ God willing all will be fine,” he said calming me down.

“ Insya Allah.” Sahutku.

“ Oh yes, I'm Prasetya.” He said as he extended his hand.

“Marissa. “ I welcome her hand by putting it together in front of her chest and a nod responds to it.

The man next to me smiled.

“Where to ?” I can't digest his words.

“Where am I from or where am I from, ?” I asked back, convincing myself not to get the wrong answer.

“Two. “

“ I am original Yogyakarta. “ I don't want to answer others. I saw him smile.

“One question has not been answered,” he said reminded.

“Tadi from Jakarta.” Sahutku short. I don't want to be overdone. In my wishful thinking, I can confirm that Maulana and Ms. Merty and Mr. Junaidi must be looking at me from behind.

“What way?” so happy with the question that did not end.

I'm sighing. And then again I saw him smiling. “Contention with my question?” I just shook my head. I'd love to end this conversation, but it's all just a wish.

“If you don't mind why silent ?”

“Sheets ‘

“What race?” he said while still smiling. I'm rattled. Do I have to explain all my shows so he understands and doesn't talk to me much ? ah I don't know. To be sure today, my trip was very unpleasant especially after he asked for my mobile number.

“Pardon me, I .. couldn't give you a phone number. “ I was finally relieved when I could reply to her request.

“If you object to my request asking for your mobile number, please accept my card.” He said while offering a dark blue business card.

I looked at the business card and I felt no interest in receiving the business card.

“Receive it, maybe one day you need it. If you don't feel the need please just throw it in the trash.” I received the card and without seeing it I put it in my bag.

“ I assure you, you will waste my card.” Prasetya said lethargic. I was surprised by his words.

“Meaning Brother?I put this card in my bag. No I waste.”

“Sweet sister, Sister does not waste my card, but where to keep it I know. And what is the risk of everything I also know.” Flat talk.

Immediately I opened my bag and I took the card, then I put it in the wallet near my atm and identity card. I saw him smile while giving his thumb. I don't want him to bother me too much. Take an outside view that is still dominated by clouds.

“I'm glad you put my card on par with your identity card and atmmu” card I don't mind all the sentences. “Why are you silent ?”

“Sorry “

“Sorry for what?” Prasetya kept looking at me. I was worried about his gaze.

“Hahhh,” I breathed my annoyance rudely because of the taka da I could do besides that.

“ha ha ha “ she laughs while still looking at me. This time his face was very close to me.

“Please attention! . . .” voice of the flight attendant makes her stop her behavior. We listen carefully. The plane will soon land. Looking outside, it was getting dark. The twilight bed covers the horizon.I am grateful, after a long time I left my campus, I will finally return.

The plane felt like a dive. I saw the road that lay down like it was sloping, but eventually it moved away and away. Don't know why it feels like this time the landing failed. I don't know how many times I've seen the same scene below but the plane still hasn't landed. I saw my watch that showed the number six. We should have come down half an hour ago, but God willed another. He willed not to immediately release me from the man next to me.

I closed my eyes asking for his protection.

“Please tell me, how is the result of the race you just participated in !” I just shook slowly. “Why? Not because you lost, right?”I sneered, smiling for a moment. I'll open my bag immediately and I'll get a red stofmap. I opened the stopmap and I took out a brown envelope that read the winner's prize 1 national student writing competition, and I showed it to him. Without much sound I looked at his surprised face.

“What's up?” tanyaku.

“You are great once”. “Congratulations!” grabbing my hand that I put in the seat hand. I can't dodge. Fortunately, I always wear my gloves so not all my hands are held.

“Release !”

“ Very bad, I just want to congratulate you on the amazing achievement you just achieved. “

“But Brother has disturbed my composure. I don't like male teasers.” My speech.

“Please attention ..” announcement that somehow from the flight attendant who said that soon the plane will land. I just ignored the announcement and stayed focused on the man next to me, but it turned out

Dreggggg

The plane suddenly shook violently and made my body shake to the side and hit the body of the man next to me. She prepared herself and hugged me happily. For a moment I was stunned by what had happened. I wanted to take off his embrace but before I did he let me go. The plane moved slowly and soon stopped perfectly. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in gratitude for what had happened.

“I'm sorry for hugging you. Hopefully this is not our last meeting. “ I just looked at him and prepared all my stuff while waiting for a leisurely exit. Maulana stood in front waiting for me while looking at the man sitting next to me with an unhappy look but I saw him calmly carrying his bag.

“You want to come with me or him ?’ ask Maulana emotions.

Prasetya laughs while saying “ with happy”

“You can come with me. Tonight I'm going to introduce you to my mom and dad, and then tomorrow morning you're going to have to take me to your parents and then the day after we get married. How ? I promise I will make you happy forever. “just ignore everything he said. Then carry my backpack and carry my small suitcase in my left hand. Out of the plane we headed to the exit to wait for Merty's belongings.

Prasetya still faithfully follows me.

“I can borrow your phone?’ tanyanya expectantly. “Please!” this time he was snoring. I just handed over the phone I've been holding since.

“Thank you” he said while receiving my phone. For a moment he looked at me. I'm perceptive. My phone is password. I opened the password and handed it to him again. I saw him typing something on my phone, then making a call. He stopped the conversation and handed me my phone back.

“Thank you. I'm sorry for everything that happened. Not everything is as you imagined. I hope one day we can meet up on another occasion. Congratulations on the achievements you have achieved.”

I was stunned by the man who had been such a bitch since. It turns out he could be very nice to me.

I can't hold haru. Out of the airport, five BEM friends have already picked us up. Everyone greeted me and congratulated me on my success. Without further ado, Kijang Innova finally brought us back to Purworejo without stopping at my house in Sumberharjo.

“You don't want to share a story with me Risa ? from earlier you just kept quiet, “ Melani opened the conversation. I looked at her natural face and finally smiled sweetly.

“Share what story Mel ? All are already shared in WA group right ?” simple answer.

“Not all. I can only see your picture, not your feelings. “Sahut Melani sewot. I smiled looking at his pouting face. I touched her face gently and in the style of an Indian woman I shook my head in agreement.

“Okey, I'm story. But with one condition.”

“Stories use terms. What terms ?’ ask Maulana sewot. Since getting off the plane he hasn't said much and I know the cause can only be silent.

“Ih what the hell is Maulana. Let him put up the conditions. As long as it is not too difficult, God willing I want to obey.” Melani whining. “ What terms?” sis pampered.

“You should ask first, after that I just told you what you want to know from me.”

“How does it feel to be a champion ?” ask Melani plain. His face was suddenly like boiled shrimp, blushing red in shame at Pak Junaidi and Bu Merty who always looked at him.

“Of course it feels good.” My heart is once again flirting.

“Tak will ask if your answer is very clear like that. “ Sung. Everyone in this Silver Innova laughed. There's a happiness I can't describe. I would like to link my answer with the story if only Mr. Junaidi was not talking.

“Marissa became the only participant who got two thumbs up from yuri, Mel. His presentation as usual was amazing. Everyone was fascinated because he was able to present the complete data, and answer the questions yuri wonderfully. If you ask how he feels, he will definitely say happy, and behind his happiness that surely Pak Jun knows that there is someone who always steals the eyes of this student Pak Jun.” I was aghast, unsure of what my instructor had just said.

“O yes ? Who is Sir ? “ ask Maulida enthusiastically.

“One participant from Jakarta. He won the silver medal. I always see him when he's busy mashuk enjoying your face from behind his glasses. Marissa doesn't know that. Is it Ris ?” coda Pak Jun's.

“Do not make gossip Sir. I will not be too happy because of the story you just said earlier.” My rebut. I'm really not sure about that, but I saw Mr. Junaidi, open the phone and for a moment, a video was already spread on my Whatsapp and the friends who were in the silver car with me.

“Look carefully everything. The time of Mr. Junaidi lies.” Tempta Pak Junaidi's. All my courage was raised to face the temptations of everyone around me.

“This young man is very dashing Risa, when you never think for her in the least?” Bayu looked at me meaningfully.

“No Bayu. I never had the courage to guess what is behind every human heart. I don't want to feel how she feels about me. As long as he doesn't make any trouble, I will think that everyone around me is my friend and I have to respect them as much as they respect me. That's it.”

“You heard it was my kids ?” ask Mr. Junaidi slowly. “That is Marissa with all her simplicity and innocence. “

“Iya, Sir. I want to be like him. Not neko-neko and appear as they are. He's a strange creature on our campus. He acts with his own will without any desire to imitate the behavior of others. Whatever's on him has always been considered strange by our friends, sir. But now I just know that his strangeness is what makes him famous all over Indonesia.”

“One principle of life held by Risa ‘ Be yourself” has been carried out. “ Add Word that has been silent since. I saw Maulana clenching her hands. His molars were trembling as if they were about to prey on me.