Travel Lover Juang
Chapter III
The real justice Ira meant was not for himself, but for his kind, and Ira hoped that he would find complete justice.
“Thank you for always accompanying, and for you who are always there in every street of my juice”
For you who are always there when I am not okay, thank you for you and may you always be in His protection.
And for those of you who are far away, hopefully still on the same fighting path. You're my sales-travel lover who doesn't know where the end of this journey is, keep fighting and don't give up.
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Not felt the end of the year has arrived where these times are much awaited by many children of the final grade in the gray white uniform, they will continue to the school they have been wanting for so long.
Unlike the ira who became wrong and wanted a stag at that time, shackled in the past because they felt they had not dared to enter college.
“And this is where Ira strives to be a leader for herself and be able to decide what is best for herself” .
Somehow it feels heavy to leave the person who is always there for ira, and always who makes it comfortable.
This position makes Ira afraid to go far, especially with the words he who always makes this heart melt “kala dua”. I don't know why Ira was so stupid at that time.
He (Labis) who always reminds Ira of health, learning, independent, pokonya a lot deh. Labis was the ideal man for women at his age.
How not to be a man who was coveted by women my age at that time. Because of his modesty, his meekness of all people and his cleverness that made everyone fascinated to see him.
How lucky Ira can get his attention, and Ira considers Labis's talk is just a mere talk but the frequent talk of Labis talking like that Ira also consciously did not take it seriously.
Labis can be a dream among women my age even young teachers who in my school are also interested in him, besides handsome, clever, determined, mancung, plus++ pokonya, and the person is very patient, he said, but once angry astagfirullah no longer see him rampaging.
That afternoon, though,,..
There was a conversation between Ira and Labis.
“Ya, so be it. How could I refuse it. My SN just yesterday did not enter,” I said.
“How far, how about your health condition later, mending the list of SB just take the same Univ as me despite different majors, though, but it can still be monitored” he said while persuading Ira to continue the same with him.
“No, already! I'm sure I'll be fine there, don't worry that many friends are there too!!” sahut Ira with a slightly high tone.
“Ya it has become your decision, yes at least I have invited you to continue to the same Univ” he replied resignedly with a little raise his tone.
“(Ira just smiled and was a little upset because Labis never said he did not want to continue college and did not tell me if he would continue)” was silent and left Om.
It feels heavy to step forward or stag on this road. And this is where the tough decision Ira has to make. Whether Ira will follow his heart or be affected by what Labis has said.
If Ira takes her decision then she will have to accept some of the consequences, go far out of this city and part with the people she cares about including her family.
However, if ira follows what Labis has suggested then he will stay with the people who love anyone.
Because in addition to being close to the person Ira loves this college is not far from where he lives, only a journey of approximately half a day.
And at that time Ira was determined not to continue the highest education (lecture) in the city and even the same island.
Wh why? yes because according to Ira it is the same that he stayed there and had no more experience, even with a different atmosphere and insight.
With determination and full of confidence, Ira remained with his decision to go far and willingly part with the people Ira loved.
---- A few Weeks After it-------
Farewell came where everything was stricken with sadness and happiness. All mixed into one. Ira waits whether anyone will say congratulations or see you or whatever.
