TRAVELLER LOVE

Sick themselves

My days went as they should. But there was something else with me, I always tried to avoid the furqon despite the weight I felt.

“Zahra spirit, I'm sure you are strong through this all . For the sake of your best friend and for the sake of your future, stay focused, focused. Huuuuuf.” I muttered while breathing heavily.

I continued walking towards my classroom while busy memorizing some mathematical formulas.

Buuuuuugh. He is Furqon. Again and again I met him.

“Travel that road wear eyes. Do not wear snkul”

“ where the road is on foot! You are the mode “ I said in a high tone while reaching for my book that fell

“ laaah , maling yell maling” he said as it passed

I followed him and I held my fist behind his head. Without me noticing he turned around and my fist just touched his nose.

“ laaa. That's you who modus” he said

I was wrong to leave him immediately. Not far from where I saw Sari walking into the room. I immediately turned to her and hugged her from behind.

“ rii, wait for me dong. “ said I was writhing spoiled in Sari's hands. Sari took my hand and entered the classroom together.

I also keep my distance from Furqon more and more, I try to find a way to get the furqon closer to the sari but all in vain. Furqon stood like a rock, hard to shake. Let alone to invite Sari to talk both. Not even glancing at.

My heart grew even more arrogant when I found Furqon who unrelentingly snapped at Sari in public, just because I pretended to ask for a sari to give a pen to Furqon on the grounds that the fountain pen ran out of ink during the exam. Yes, although it does not make sense, but what is wrong in trying. That's my opinion, but what I think is very inversely proportional to reality. Instead of getting empathy, it is the ridicule and cold attitude that comes from a Furqon.

“ you do not need to justify any way to approach me, is your shame as a woman no longer exist?!” The words made the sari shed tears. Without guilt, Furqon left him.

“Basic ice man, rough already so arrogant, what is the lack of saree? “ my grumbling in heart. I approached the sari that was still shedding tears. I feel more guilty for him, on the other hand I also feel hurt. How not should I be the matchmaker of the person who secretly fills my heart with my own best friend. The clear crystal thread warmed my face again.

Time seemed to travel so fast that we came to know the results of our test. Well, graduation day. The day that ended our story in the white phase of ash.

“ children announcement of your exam results have been posted on the notice board, teacher hope you stay calm. And may you be successful in Future” the voice of the teacher's pack blaring through the loudspeakers

Simultaneously, all the students ran towards the notice board. My heart just doesn't wander while looking for my name. ZAHRA SALSABILAH, I saw a name in 2nd place from above. I finally graduated, I immediately bowed down and I did so with my best friend Sari. There is a sense of pleasure, haru mixed into one. From a distance I saw NAHLA's mother giving a warm hug to FURQON. Who is Nahla's mother? Why do they look so close? A question flashed through my head..

Immediately I ran to the stall where grandma sold. I gave a warm hug, a sense of joy that erupted in the chest causing my tears can not be contained anymore.

“ days, I passed. Thank you for all the sacrifices of my grandmother. I promise, after my degree comes out. I will find work, so that grandma can rest at home”, I said while hugging grandma.

Actually, I really want to continue college. But I don't want to burden the old woman who raised me. Even so, I will try to find a scholarship to continue my education. Looking for a part-time job. Thought...