The Smile of God for Marissa

Celebrations on Campus

I don't know how long I've been riveted when an Innova's antelope enters campus. I saw a big banner welcoming my arrival.

All elements of the campus community gathered waiting for the presence of my entourage. It was lined up in front of the gate and all carried a red and white flag of victory. The cheers of the students were blaring, shouting my name and Maulana and to me it was overwhelming. I don't have the guts to show myself. I even went into hiding, avoiding camera shots that to me were like the eyes of a life-seeking angel. I looked at the tip of the foot that I had been playing to remove the groggy that covered my entire body.

“Marissa, why don't you wave your hand just to return their welcome?” mr. Junaidi's question was like a bogem that boomed, hit me and woke me from daydreaming.

“Come, get your head out and wave your hands so they don't get disappointed in you.” Maulida pulled my hand. I had to obey. With the smile I was forced to develop, I felt my entire face go stiff. Five minutes later, the group arrived at the rector's parking lot. All the lecturers and staff stood up to greet us and congratulate us on the victory. The medal ceremony was held in the auditorium with wisdom. It was dark, but everyone seemed enthusiastic.

Maulana and I became stars today. Many journalists interviewed. Five million rupiahs were given to me and Maulana from campus. Five million is also a gift from the county government and to me, this is amazing. Many officials were present and I was very unexpected. In the state of the district affected by the disaster, the government is still taking the time to give an extraordinary application to the campus. In his speech, the Regent expressed happiness for what we have achieved. Although the Regent could not attend on his own, we felt very flattered. My grace soared, high into the air enjoying the scenery below me by compiling new dreams.

After the event, I approached Mr. Junaidi my supervising lecturer. I gave him a gift box that I had prepared when we went on a tour with the group just to thank him for his guidance. At first he refused, but he accepted it with pleasure. I gave him an envelope which I received from the rectorate, but this time he said he had received a sum which I received as a gift of guidance. I saw Maulana also approaching Miss Merty. The two of them spoke in a friendly manner on the front row.

Finishing the event, is a shooting session. Me, maulana, Ms. Merty and Mr. Junaidi posed in the same pose, the rector, vice regent and assistant rector and the entire academic community of the sun campus alternated with us. After all the rectorate officials left the room, the entire BEM board came. One by one, we loved and captured a beautiful moment in our lives.

“Congratulations for your achievements. We are proud of you two,” many times that sentence I heard. I really feel happy mini mala. After saying thank you I finally returned to the boarding house.

***

It's my first day at the boarding house after arriving from Jakarta.

“Assalamualaikum,” me, Maulida and Sisy say hello. I don't know why Sisy's back at the boarding house again. What was clear today was that the three of us were able to gather in this second house. Sulis still has not returned from the refugee camp, while Nur, a new resident who had just entered this afternoon, prefers to stay in Maulida's room.

The atmosphere of the house is very quiet, inversely proportional to the atmosphere of my campus earlier. Today, my thoughts drift, imagining many events I've been through. In Kemanukan, in Jakarta and many more. I imagine good times with my best friend in the regiment and all the good memories of Qomar.

Anganku again invites me to mumble “Qomar, With you I feel how comfortable my life is. Not a fly dared to set foot near me, let alone step on my body. No one bullied me and no problem lingered in my heart. But now, I feel empty. It's matchless and all because of you. My bones seem to be gone. I escaped one by one from my body and I was fragile.

Qomar !!!!

This may be his destiny for us. For me and for everything. I am sure she is not the most special woman among the many women around me because there is still Sasa, Sazkia and other friends with her specialties.But why? Why would you hurt my heart by choosing it just when I started to feel strange shakes, vibrations that during the campus never existed. Although Lina said, you always expected her presence.

Qomar, I still remember that time. Lina was busy convincing me, assuring my heart, that there was only me in your soul. You should know how much I didn't expect your presence at a time like that. A completely inappropriate moment. The wrong time !!!

I know my concentration has started to divide between duty, organization and you. Only time is not right for you. Turns out I was wrong. You never understood me. Maybe I should say you never really loved me. I had to learn to control myself not to obey emotions. Maybe I should start listening to the sounds of the wind always whispering beautiful words to me that a soul mate, riski, and death are already in the divine record. Everything is dry and can no longer be removed. Although there is still time to achieve the dream.

Qomar, maybe you should forget it soon and I hope, hopefully, another better man for me will come.

“You're daydreaming constantly, Ris? Someone is troubling your mind ?” usik Maulida's. I just shook my head.

“Open that blue bag, Da. “ my orders while putting my backpack and suitcase in the room.

“What is this ?” maulida asked while taking the thing I meant.

“ Just open !” I am still busy with my activities. Remove the veil, socks and then put in the now empty dirty basket.

Maulida is still busy opening the blue bag assisted by Sisy.

“Okay, Risaa, this is hard. The zipper is clamped so it must be torn. Or cut.” Jerit Sisy's.

“Cut it, it's okay. “

“ Can indeed ?” I saw Sisy pick up scissors on my desk. And not long after the things I bought them out.

“You can for those things that are fair yes. I take a shower first.”

“Hey, indeed you bought this clothes for us ?’ ask Sisy.

“ For whom else ?” sahutku sambul passed.

Aaaaa

They scream hysterically. I was busy with my bathing activities.

After I finished my bath, I headed to the prayer room to establish prayers, plural maghrib and isya. Then go back to the room. I found them trying on each other's clothes.

“Thank you Marissa, you're good. May Allah repay your kindness with a better one.”

“Aamiin”

***

Eight o'clock in the morning a Whatsapp from Lina comes in. He asked why I was not going to Kemanukan when the campus task was completed. Heartache ? No way's. I have given Qomar to Shamsha. Lina replied again.

“ Now they are together lho” said Lina while sending photos together Qomar and Syamsa. There was pain, pinching my heart. Lina is a bitch. A message again, this time a new number.

“ Hi, what are you doing ? ”

Order Lina again.

“ Pak Seno looking for you.”

“Pak Seno ? Who is he ? “ Five, ten, fifteen minutes and not half an hour passed. Lina's answer was not forthcoming. I imagine one by one the people in my campus, maybe there is a name Mr. Seno, but nil. As I recall all lecturers and administrative staff from the faculty of psychology to economics there is no such thing as Seno. Citizens in Kemanukankah ?

“ Looks like he wants to talk something.” Forty minutes Lina once again sent a message.

“ Something is what ? Mr Seno who is it?” reply sent.

“ Yes. Don't know what. That's why here. I'm sure you've recovered from fatigue. Just your heart maybe. Uh, if your heart hurts I'm sure one hundred percent.”

Gemes I'm with Lina. But yes, my heart is sick. Sick from Qomar's decision. Decisions that make them happy but make me miserable.

“I went there ya” bargain.

“Ke my boarding house means ?”

“ Yes Where to go ? Yes yes dong time yes yes lah.”

“ What ? What food ?”Ask Lina.

“ Yes anything. Chocolate can, fruit can be anything important can be eaten okay ?.”iksku sekhenya.

“Ye, wanted. It's not that you should love me typical souvenirs of Jakarta. I'll say Mr. Seno if you ask to buy chocolate yes.”

“Kok Mr. Seno anyway. Mr Seno who ? You dong. “

“ Up.”

Conversation ceased. I put my body back on the bed. Actually it's not good to be lounging at home while in Kemanukan a lot of work that I can do. Without waiting for long, Lina came. Incredibly, he brought me an orange.

“ Only this is there.” Said.

“ Thank you yes. You are really good. I was just kidding.”

“ I'm good everywhere else. I know when you're joking it means you're serious. ”

“ O Yes? How are friends ?”

“ As usual. Getting familiar.”Lina laid her body on the bed while looking at me seriously.

“ Who ?”

“ Yes they. Now it's out.” Lina pura busies with her cell phone.

“ Out ?”

“ Yes, out. Don't know where.” is going I saw Lina looking at me furiously. I pretended not to see and lightly left him to take a drink in the kitchen.

“ Leave it alone. They have become husband and wife.” I put down the glass containing tea and Lina immediately took and finished the contents without waste.

“ You said also the same campus flower, do not sok.” Lina got up excitedly.

“ Eit, pretentious how do you mean ?”

“ Pattiness. She is indeed beautiful, but to me, you are much more virtuous.”

“Do not rent that. You jealous huh ?” I pinched Lina's cheeks slowly and as usual she just pouted spoiled.“ Ih not really.”tesertasnya.

“ Syamsya says you have a strange attitude. Right ? Why ?”

“ Yes sebel only. Seeing you hurt just shut up. I finally got to step in.”Lina fixed her sitting position. Spoke fiery and finally silence again held in fury

“ For me, Lin, her happiness is much more important than my own happiness.”Saying slowly. The view of the room turned out to see Vienna, the son of my neighbor walking while jogged happily.

“ Yes, but for love affairs should not be like this. There is an effort to defend, do not just give up and give up. You deserve to be happy, Ris” said Lina slowly. I know he's sad to see me. Like the days we were with him. He has always been my defense.

“ If Qomar has determined the answer yes when Syamsya asked her to marry him means he is not my soul mate. Uh add no drink it?” ask me to deflect the subject. I really don't want Lina to extend the problem that's actually over.

“ I can take it myself if you want to drink.” replied Lina kalem.

“ Yes, yes take it yourself!”

“ But I still don't want Ris, after she married Syamsya continues to arbitrarily hurt you. You are still original again, it is not right for him at all at this time.”

“ There's no way he's picking me. He's already married. Already, take it easy, God has determined whose ribs He used to create me. There is a cool and pious man whom He has prepared to be my charity field to his paradise. Amin.”

Lina hush. He opened his phone and for a while he was active with his activities.

“You know this man ? “Lina shows a photo. Three men in blue shirts sitting under a mahogany tree. I pretended not to be interested, although there was actually one temptation that invited me to keep looking at one of His creatures there.

“What's with that photo ? “

“One of them is Mr. Seno. The one who sent you the greeting I said to you via Whatsapp. Remember ? Don't say you forgot.” He said while clenching his palms.

“Pak Seno who is Lina?”

With a growl Lina zoomed in on the photo and focused directed towards the thin-faced man.

“He's the guy. You still say you don't know ? “ I shook my head. I threw my eyes down. “So yes ? After you were both behind the village hall, you still pretended not to know him ?” This time Lina was really furious. I'm rattled. How did he know that I was with him behind the village?

“Da . . Where do you know that a . .I was with him behind the village hall, Lina ?”

“Why do you stutter ?” emphatically. His eyes were sharp, he pointed at my face. Dismantle my confidence and destroy my defenses. “Is this me ? “ continued. He showed me a photo of me with a tyrannical man who Lina said was Seno behind the village hall. My heart ripples. The right room of the left room, the right porch of my left porch scrambling to pump blood quickly. Pass through a flow that could otherwise be in the opposite direction.

“You still don't want to admit that you know Risa ? Why ?” I took my breath slowly.

“I just don't know if his name is Seno, Lina. Don't want to deny that I've known him before you.”

“You know Ris ? Without you he's not passionate. His spirit and appetite were gone altogether. The day you left, he was moody all day. Risa, don't waste her. I'm sure he loves you.”

“No, Lin. Don't rush to think of it as love. I don't want to decide too soon that it's love. Love takes time.”

“But at least, don't you waste a good chance on him.”

“ I don't know Lin. “

That was our topic this afternoon before he finally came home and left me in the room.

***