You, Me And Our Memories

A heavy decision

Diya put her body in the bed. The girl breathed a long breath. It seems like something is thinking.

"Diya" Call Miss Marni when she opens the door to her son's room.

"Lo, how come you slept anyway? From now on mom waited for you at the dinner table" said the woman into her son's room. Diya did not answer.

"Why are you, Diy? It hurt?" Ask the woman again worried.

"It's not usual for Diya to go home from school to lock herself in a room" thought the middle-aged woman.

"Not really buk" replied he was lazy.

"Capek it" added again.

"Well tired motorbike?" Marni asked smiling.

"So Diya came home on foot lo buk"

"Where's Miss Ferdi?" Ask Miss Marni wonder.

"Maybe he has a sudden need so go home first" Ms. Marni nodded in understanding.

"Yes" He said

"You don't want to eat yet?" Diya nodded.

"When Diya is hungry, Diya takes it upon himself" he answered, lying down.

"Yes already, then the mother to the market first wants to shop for stalls" Again the beautiful girl replied with a nod. Ms. Marni closed the door to her son's room as he exited. Again the girl took a deep breath and exhaled strongly. Look at the clean white ceiling of the room. The girl remembered Yuli's words earlier.

"Boyfriend of Ferdi kali. That's why Brother Ferdi wanted to drive him home" Those words were still in his ears.

"Everyone knows that Ferdi and Kethrine have been dating for a long time" Yuli said when she returned home. Jealousy is in the heart of the girl. But he just tried to act ordinary and relaxed in front of Yuli so that his friend did not know how he felt about the young man named Ferdi.

"Does Ferdi really have a girlfriend?" Ask her in your heart.

*****

"Assalammualaikum" Someone made the girl fall from the reverie. Diya came out of her room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered directly to the front door where the voice came from.

Diya frowned seeing Ferdi standing there. The young man he thought of. Ferdi smiled seeing the girl greet him.

"I'm sorry Diy, I couldn't take you with me" said the young man coming over to the girl. Diya had to answer with a smile even though the smile looked bland.

"It's okay, brother. I understand" Ferdi sat on the porch seat following Diya.

"Who's coming home?"

"July"

"Street?" Diya nodded.

"How hurt you"

"Udah better" Shut up for a moment.

"It is better that from tomorrow Brother Ferdi will not have to take me to school again" After a long time thinking Diya also dared to say.

"Why? Are you angry with me?"

"So, it's not good" replied Diya hesitatingly.

"My wounds are better. So I don't want to bother Ferdi's brother anymore" he said carefully so that the young man would not be offended. Ferdi did not reply the young man seemed to think.

"Are you sure?" He asked after a long silence and looked disappointed. Diya nodded. The macho youth let out a long breath.

"But...." Ferdi did not continue his words because his phone rang.