The Smile of God for Marissa

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I haven't seen Adit in a month. He never appeared mysteriously again around me. He never sent a message after I didn't return the message at the time.

Whatever the real reason, I've started to forget all the memories of him. A month of time given by him had already passed and since the accident he had never again asked for my confirmation. I assume it's all over. My main focus is only on thesis awareness that I will soon be running with Fifi. He took me to the exam today. Monday, when I was twenty-three.

Since last night I prepared the materials. All the research data I collected with hope, when the lecturer asked me to explain the results I was ready. When morning comes, I prepare the appearance of self as neat as possible. I have to be excellent not only when presenting a presentation, but also excellent in appearance. I put some moisturizer on my face after I put it up a quarter of an hour ago. I applied powder and I covered my lips with a red-brick lipstick. I don't want to look pale. This is my first time wearing lipstick. A special day that I have to deal with special.

Eighty-thirty, awareness begins. The draw I took showed me the number one. So, it's time for me to enter the room and present my scientific work. The host only gave fifteen minutes for me to present efforts to overcome negative aggression through providing individual guidance services with research subjects of children of disaster victims in Kemanukan. I put forward two variables X negative aggressiveness and variable Y is individual guidance service, determination of performance indicators, research procedures up to the techniques of data collection and results found.

Thank God everything is good. Many questions from my four lecturers I could answer well and two hours later, when Mr. Junaedi said that my exam was enough, everyone gave me an application. I bowed in the room in front of the visitor unconsciously. I packed up my laptop and happily walked towards the visitor seat giving support to Fifi.

Subhanallah !

A stressful event. A beautiful history I have carved neatly and will keep in memory for the rest of my life. At eleven-thirty, Fifi finished the test, some of my friends came in, served lunch. Me and Fifi sat holding hands waiting for my lecturer to announce the value we got today.

“welcome yes, hopefully we can pass with an achievement index cumlaude.”kata Fifi slowly. His face gradually turned red, not as pale as when he was still on the test stand.

“Aamiin Ya Rabb, “ says. “We're out yuk! We see this mortal world lightly because the burden on our shoulders has been laid.”

Fifi stood up after putting her laptop in her backpack. He took my hand and we asked the examiner to leave the room. Outside, some of my friends were waiting for me. Many embraced us and congratulated us on the success of our awareness. I was eager to wash my face, remove the powder that I thought was still stuck to my cheek faithfully, but I was being obstructed so that my intention was granted.

“We celebrate the success of both of us yuk !” Take Fifi cheerfully.

“Where ?”

“You take me to a cool place, which might make our brain fresh again after being hit by a heavy load.”pintanya. I imagine some places that I have visited. But there's no one I want to stop by. But . . .my wish suddenly invites me to imagine the most beautiful place I have ever seen in Gebang rejo. A river with a clear water flow with a stretch of pine trees and equipped with rice fields with beautiful terracing and views of a miniature country that is neatly displayed in a public school that is very ngangeni.

“You brought motor ?” askaku. Fifi nodded. “ You pray dhuhur first, let me wait for the lecturer here. I'm being idle.”

“Ok, I go first yes, drop my bag ”

Fifi left and I just sat on the porch. I brought it back to the situation where I was not far from the river at that time. I was being silenced by my very loyal boarding friends just for misunderstanding the love of a young man named Suseno. Oh, Suseno, how are you? Remembering his name suddenly a sense of kangen burst into my heart. He might be busy with his duties in Timika and open the old wounds that I had neatly tied so as not to bleed again.

In the fall of the rejo, there was also a handsome young man who at that time met me and accompanied. I could only smile to myself imagining how wonderful our meeting was.

I don't know how long I've been pondering, all I know is that Fifi suddenly came with two sheets of our results from the examination room.

“You are too much yes Ris, the lecturer called you several times to stay here. Here, I got you the results. Mr. Amir says don't mostly daydream, “

“Oh my God's. He saw me daydreaming?” ask me while holding my shame.

“Not only see you daydream, but see you like a madman smiling to himself. Come on, where are we going now ?” ask Fifi. I did not immediately answer because my concentration was focused on the results of my consciousness that got 94, and the number A is engraved beautifully there. Fifi showed me the results that were two levels below me. He got ninety-two. Justjust wonderful. He was indeed an intelligent student who could always make everything around him dumbfounded.

“Yuk ! I've prepared a wonderful place for us. A place that makes me smile myself.” Fifi followed me to the stairs and we quickly climbed down the stairs to the parking lot. Fifi turned on the bike and a minute later we were already on the highway. I pointed right or left to give instructions to Fifi who was controlling his vehicle with certainty. I miss Gebang rejo, the river water and everything.

Half an hour later, we arrived at our destination. I wonder, this village is still quiet and cold still piercing bones even though the day has passed by dhuhur. For a moment I was glued, realizing my folly to trace back the past that had carved a new experience adventuring with an Aditya, albeit unintentionally.

I can only put my finger to my lips.

“Park first under the tree, then you will know how beautiful our nature, Indonesia. Fifi followed my request, parked the bike where I pointed and took him to where I promised.

“This is the place. “ I said slowly. Fifi looked at me in amazement. “Subhanallah, you are very smart to find a location, Ris, “ucap Fifi hysterical. He took his hape and repeatedly he shot the camera capturing the scene in front of him. I could only sit down and rush off my shoes to head for the river. I have courage because today my friend is a woman. I want to enjoy the clear river water that comes directly from the mountain. The clear flowing water creates a rhythm that seems to wave invites anyone who visits it to approach and enjoy its freshness. I sat my ass on a big rock not far from the motor waiting for Fifi who was still engrossed in his shooting activities.

I had just stood up from my seat, as a pair of legs with flops stood firmly before me. I looked at the pair of legs for a long time before I finally turned my face up. A face that I already knew was smiling.

“Assalamualaikum, Marissa.”

“Wa . . aleikum . . . . sa . .lam” I said my answer slowly because my heart was in shock. I didn't think he was following me here at all.

God !

“Marissa how are you ?Long time no visit here, long time also we did not meet.”quit the view to the expanse of terracing rice fields with full of emotion. I wanted to be mad blindly at him, nagging him as much as I hit his whole body until all my hatred was gone, but all I paled. I feel like he's playing with my feelings.

“Risa ! Who are you talking to ? Come here !” pinta Fifi was still with her excitement. I left the man in front of me who was still staring at me. He probably never expected to face my attitude today. He followed me while still speaking.

“Marissa ? Why ?” he asked while trying to hold my hand to prevent my departure. “You are so beautiful with thin lipstick today,” the sentence he just said makes me more emotional. I realized that she was looking at me because she was fascinated to see me wearing lipstick. Oh my God, it's like this. Easily seduced on a lipstick woman. I'm still quiet

“Marissa, is my fault too fatal that you are so angry ? If I've made a mistake, I'm sorry”

“Risa ! “ Once again Fifi call reached my ear. “Come here ! We're both taking pictures, we'll be graduating soon, right ? Let's take a picture of both! We'll have the mas next to you take a picture of us.“Fifi said still without looking at me.

A moment after I arrived near him with Aditya, he soared in excitement.

“Pak Adit ? Why did Mr Adit come here ? Not that Mr. Adit is going to Medan ya follow sarasehan.”

“Pak Adit is new from Medan, Fi. Just this morning till home.” Kalem. I can't stop thinking, why almost all my friends know the activities of this one lecturer, while I. I'm walking right up to Fifi. Aditya complies with Fifi request. He walked behind me towards the riverbank and for a moment they looked at me.

“Sorry sir, can you please take a picture of us both huh ? We are graduating soon and I will return to Palembang to my hometown. I am sure Risa will also go to Jogjakarta to serve in her hometown.”

“Marissa won't be going to kampong page, Fi. He will stay in the city, he said.

“Is Marissa Really ?” Fifi looked at me questioningly.

“Only God knows.” Sahutku upset. Aditya received Fifi's phone and waited for us to pose. I was reluctant to obey Aditya's request for action, if only Fifi didn't force me.

“Fi, I'm sorry, I don't feel excited to take a picture here right now. Tomorrow only yes. “my page is slow.

“You have a problem with Mr Adit?” whispered. “One time yes, pity Mr. Aditnya, has walked here kok not so. “ I can only nod slowly. actually I feel sorry for Aditya, I feel sorry for Aditya, but that sense of being defeated by my anger faces the reality of my ignorance. Fifi asked for her hape and Aditya handed it to Fifi while looking at me. Face sluggish.

“I may have made a big mistake with you. Sorry if it made you hurt. My one month of unceremonious departure may have made you uncomfortable. O yes, congratulations on the realization of your extraordinary script, congratulations on the graduation, even though it has not been implemented. Assalamualaikum” he left us. Fifi opened her photo file and she said many of our photos had been taken by Aditya in very natural poses.