
Nothing has passed us, though,
After EMI led me and Caca to a door, I made sure that behind it was someone waiting for me, I thought.
I knocked on that door, I opened it, I didn't forget to say hello too.
" Asshallamelaikum! " my voice, almost inaudible because of shock mixed with sadness to see the person I love is lying in thick clothes, but his body looks thin.
" Wa'allaikum sallam" he replied with a smile, yes that smile has been two weeks I did not see it.
I stepped closer to her, as did Caca. I'm sure she was just as shocked as me, that handsome, sweet face was so thin and pale yet still forced to smile.
I reach his hands feel cold, I can't see it, I feel sorry I ever thought that he was forgetting me because there was something new. Almost the clear liquid in my eyes fell, but not because Caca touched my shoulder, it seems he knew I was fragile because he saw my loved one lying weak.
" Dodol! " that word came out of my mouth.
" He'mh "answer slowly.
" Ko can do this, why? " i asked, and I was so surprised when I heard his answer.
" Because it is defending you Oneng." and the tears that had not fallen were finally falling.
How not, it turns out that I experienced he also experienced it. he also told me everything, too, how did he survive the last time he vomited blood but the doctor said there was no serious illness all his family felt strange and took it to Pak Kiai.
" So, kiai is also the one who can treat you. "quite doubtful, and she just nodded.
His outstretched hand held my face to sweep away the tears that kept coming down shamelessly from my eyes.
" It turns out that the Oneng can cry too yes, which he said was a tough girl. "is always, while smiling mockingly.
" But it's okay you're whiny, in front of me and that's also for me, thanks." he continued I just nodded in response.
We also shared stories. Caca told me that I thought Sukma had another girl, and everything we experienced, whether at school, or at home, about her, she told me, once in a while laughter was heard from both of them I was happy to see him laughing and smiling.
When I was looking at her she looked back at me, I thought because she was listening to Caca's story so I thought she wouldn't notice that I was looking at her.
" Come here! " pinta nya, because I was sitting with te EMI after I had exchanged questions with him.
" It's knapa? " after I sat on the edge of the bed side by side with her, make no mistake, Caca te EMI was also in the room.
" I LOVE YOU! " he whispered, instantly my smile expanded.
" eh'emmm, forget yes here there are people using friendly. "cerocos Caca I see, te EMI also smile.
I saw the watch in my hand already showing at 5 pm, I said goodbye, I saw the face of the man I love a little moody, I looked at him, I looked at him, and smiling excitedly and reassuringly everything will be fine.
" I came home late in the afternoon! " my pamper.
" He'mh careful, sorry can't deliver! " Talk
" He'mh,Assallamaikum! " my goodbye to him, my,
And so did his family.
***
A week after I visited him, I got word that he had improved, even being able to go out of the house just not being able to work.
This is the third week, after I visited Sukma.
In the afternoon, while I was playing hp I got a message from him.
# last night play, okay? # dodol I filled that message.
I smiled, I smiled,
# Surely, is it healthy? # reply to me.
# already, put on the white shirt I once loved, long black skirt.it is compatible once worn by you # my dodol.
I felt something strange about the contents of the message, but I shook my mind.
# he'mh, will I wear # reply me again.
# yeah already, see you later tonight # my dodol.
The message ended because I didn't reply anymore.
And the time I was waiting came, I was wearing the clothes she asked for as well as her skirt.My hair ponytail one back, my little bangs let me block my eel.
" Asshallamelaikum! " that voice was familiar to me, and my brother answered, because it just so happened that my Kaka was outside he was going to go with his friends somewhere.
I came out, with a smile constantly etched on my face signifying how happy I was.
" Wa'allaikum sallam" answered me, shaking his hand.
Unlike usual he told me to sit, usually I told him to sit.
He stretched out his hand after we sat down, held my face, looked at me as if full of love in each of his gazes, I felt astonished when I wanted to ask, what is it? suddenly he just dares to kiss my forehead.
For a moment I felt something I never felt, because even though it was just a forehead but it was my first, there was a vibration in my heart I don't know what it was.
Not happy that I feel. lest he know if he dared to kiss me, I will end our relationship.
When he let go of his kiss, I realized that he had made a mistake.
She cried, when I was about to get angry and wanted to slap her hand first hugged me, maybe she had wanted to do that for a long time, but she held her words firmly, I don't know what happened tonight either the feeling of longing is too big or what I don't know.
I stood up and she stood up, she hugged me and said, "sorry!! " that's all.
I just shut up, "sorry, and let me hug you for the first and last time, and that kiss may I be the first, and I'm sure I'm the first. " I was confused as to what he meant.
I turned around, let go of his embrace and asked "what does that mean? " with a restless heart awaits the word that will come out of his mouth.
" You know, we can't be with my parents telling me to stop this, once they know what's causing my pain" the answer I don't want.
As my tears fell, he hugged me back while continuing to say the word 'sorry'.
What is this, what does it mean that I was told to wear his favorite color clothes that he bought, kiss my forehead full of love, hug me, but to leave me. I never really expected and I couldn't say anymore, he just kept holding my hand, I think he was just as sad as me, her tears also incessantly flowed down her face.
I will never see that smile again, I will never hear that laugh again.
" It's lakh don't cry anymore, one day I'll come back. "it's her words that can stop my crying.
He said goodbye only to me, because usually he will say goodbye to my mother or father, but not this time.
'one day I will return,' until now the words I still remember, even always ringing clearly (because this is my real story ).
I went back to the room to continue my crying, this was the first time I cried after from infancy, or my toddler.
It feels really tight in the chest.
he said that the mind of Junior High was the love of monkeys, but is it only the love of monkeys, because until now I still feel tight when I remember those memories.
***
A week after the incident, and a week later I cried every night, with no one to comfort me.
Today I and all students kls 3 will take the final exam, whether lakh I did study, but my mind does not focus whether I can, or not answer my exam questions.
'bismilah', I murmured in my heart when the exam sheet was already in my hands.
The second bell reads, after the specified time to fill the problem is over, the sign is that we can rest to open the textbook before the second question starts, the second question is, but not a few students who use that time to go to the stall.
" Jani, to the yuk stall? " bring Titin.
" First off, I want to open the book first.because semalem just open the book bentar doank "answer me, because actually I just open it without digesting the lesson.
" Mmmhhhh, yes it's the first nitip not "hagging.
" No, after breakfast too " answered me, and after getting my answer he left with some of my classmates.
" Jani, have you broken up with Sukma? " ask Caca, honestly I'm a little lazy he replied.
" Hey'mh! " briefly me.
And Caca was just his head mangosteen.
I just focus on the book in front of me, because I don't want to be unable to answer the exam.
I put aside my heart problem first,
After about half an hour, the bell into the two was heard.
We did the exam quietly, and the silence was all focused on the question sheet in front of us, until the bell came home.
And it was like that every day for four days. After that, we are released until the results of the exam will be announced about who passed, or not.
***
A week already I just stay at home not anywhere, because want to play also no friends. there is only Caca, Caca, and pupu is now more busy with his school because soon he will go up to the third grade.
Today is Monday, I and the other students have gathered in the field waiting for the results of the exam to be announced today.
A feeling of unease arose in my heart, fearing that I would not graduate.
The teacher who was about to announce graduation was already present in front of us, the class representatives first announced our best grades, I became one of them. It was unexpected, I really did not expect, I also went ahead with my other two friends at the request of our vice-class.
Congratulations to my teacher and class friends.
After the announcement, I no longer went to school.