You Who I Miss

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The next day, Dad comes to school to meet the principal and Dito's parents. I was so angry when I found out I was being treated so harshly. He never hit his favorite daughter, how could Dad let go of the culprit easily.

Only Dad and Iqbal entered the principal's room. I should have come too. But, I don't want to see Dito's demons. I hate him. Dad and Iqbal don't insist that I don't want to. So, I sat down on the long chair beside the teacher's room while wishing Iqbal's dismay. Dito's parents demand that Iqbal be fired from school as well, as Iqbal has fought twice with Dito. Dito's parents didn't accept their son being beaten, and it was because of me. Iqbal wasn't wrong, he just defended me. You know that.

I don't know how long I've been sitting there. I saw Dito and his parents out of the teacher's office. They were staring at me. I silently looked the other way. They also went past me. In my heart wondering, I don't want Dito to apologize for what he did to me. At least the parents represent him if he doesn't want to. Soon Dad and Iqbal finally came out. They smiled at me and approached me. Dad sat next to me. Iqbal stood in front of me.

"How?" I said.

"Iqbal was fired from school" Dad said. I stared at Iqbal.

"Dito's parents are as insane as their children, they will take the school to court, if Iqbal is not expelled from school" he said. There's nothing I can say. Somehow I would have been in this school without Iqbal going forward.

"Why look at me like that." Iqbal asked me. I kept quiet while shaking my head. I looked at dad. He smiled while embracing me.

"You're the same Iqbal is still one school, class again" said Father. I looked at Dad.

"I mean." I said.

"You're also moving schools" said Dad. I smiled happily.

"Really." I said staring at my father and Iqbal. They both smile.

"Yes, this school is not good, mending dad move you from here, I don't want you to why here, there is Iqbal just you bullied people, let alone nothing, Iqbal, there are still many better schools." said Dad. I smiled happily at Iqbal. Iqbal smiled at me.

"Yes, I want to go to the office first, then Arman takes care of the needs of the two of you move" said Dad moved from his seat.

"Dad be careful." I said. I kissed dad's hand. So is Iqbal.

"Iqbal, take care of rissa, be careful not to be made cry, remember that" said Father to Iqbal.

"Every om, I will make Rissa happy continuously" said Iqbal with his hand that was like paying respects to Dad. Dad smiled as he patted Iqbal on the shoulder.

"Dad to the office first." Dad told me. He kissed my ship softly.

"Yes dad." I said smiling at him. Then he left us both.

"Come on." said Iqbal suddenly.

"Where?" I said confusedly.

"Go, take a walk" he said.

"But we have to go to class" I said.

"Whether we go to class, we are not students here anymore" he said. I think there's a point Iqbal said. He and I are not students at that school from now on.

"Come on." I said excitedly. We immediately took the bag and left the school.

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On the motor. I hugged tightly around Iqbal's waist letting the wind touch my hair. So happy it feels to be able to walk with Iqbal like this. I don't know where I'm going to be taken by him. It's up to Iqbal, I'm in.

"Want to eat ice cream?" he asked.

"You." I said.

"Okay, go to the park" he said.

"Cock to the park, he said he was going to eat ice cream" I said.

"Yes, eating ice cream in the park, there's someone selling ice cream" he said.

"Oo, it's up to you" I said.

"Haha."

We stopped at one of the parks. There is a lake and some children playing. Iqbal asked me to wait for him, he again bought ice cream. I sat on a brown garden chair, under a shady tree, facing towards the lake. It was still ten o'clock past, the weather was quite hot in such an open area.

"This." said Iqbal while giving me the ice cream cone my favorite flavor, which is the strawberry flavor.

"Thank you." I said while accepting it. Iqbal sat next to me.

"What's it like to skip school?" Iqbal asked me.

"Hem, normally, I've also skipped it before" I said while eating ice cream.

"When?" he asked.

"You're out of class" I said. Iqbal.

"I don't know" he said looking at me.

"You're out, I'm out of class, too, but I'm not following you, I'm going somewhere else, if you know, you're gonna tell me to go back to class, you know I don't like that lesson." I said.

"How many times have you truant" he said.

"Hem." I said while thinking.

"Maybe every time the teacher teaches, you also leave class every day, I can't" I said. Iqbal was silent, shaking his head, looking at me.

"Hahaha." I laughed

"You are" he said with a faint smile. I snorted while eating ice cream.

So happy it feels, if you eat ice cream with Iqbal. Especially in the park, even if the weather is hot. I saw a few more people playing bicycles. Suddenly I remembered Melyn who invited me to reunion at the peak of that time. I told my mom and dad about it. It just so happens that Dad also wants to go to Jakarta to take care of his office work. So I'm going with Dad. I was thinking, it's time I told Iqbal that I was going to Jakarta, celebrating the new year there. Before he himself had plans of celebrating the new year like the previous years.

"Bal, I want to talk seriously with you" I said.

"Don't be serious ah, I don't want to be horrified" he said with a laugh.

"Ih Iqbal horrified me." I said.

"You want to talk seriously what is dear, want to marry" he said.

"Haha."

"Ish, that's not it." I said.

"Continue" he said. I shut up for a moment, take a breath.

"I'm going to Jakarta" I said. I see Iqbal a little confused.

"To Jakarta?" he said.

"Yes, I want a reunion to celebrate the new year with my friends" I said.

"So you don't celebrate this new year with me" he said. I shook my head.

"Well, we can both celebrate the new year after you go home, just like who you are to Jakarta" he said.

"Dad." I said. Iqbal just nodded his head and continued eating his ice cream again.

"There's one more bal." I said.

"What?" he said.

"I love someone other than you" I said. Iqbal looked at me. I saw him very surprised by my statement. Then I told Iqbal everything that happened in Jakarta at the time.

"I'm sorry bal." I said. Iqbal just silently faced the lake.

"Bal, don't be fooled, I know you're disappointed, you can piss me off, hit me if you need to, but don't be fooled" I said.

Iqbal immediately stood up, he walked away from me. Called him. But, he still left. I was silent, pensive with the ice cream melting in my hands. So too with my tears falling down my cheeks. Iqbal was angry with me, he was disappointed. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry to tell her about Dicky.

I sat there crying for a long time. I don't know what time it is. Suddenly someone came holding my shoulder from behind. I felt scared, I thought it was the person who had malicious intentions towards me. I ventured to look back. That is Iqbal. He returns. I stood up and hugged him. As soon as she hugged me so tightly, it was as if she was unwilling to let go of me.

"Why are you staying here" I said in tears. Iqbal just kept quiet. It makes me more guilty. I continued to cry in Iqbal's arms as he nodded to the point of even coughing. I feel my head start to get dizzy. Iqbal let go of his embrace. He touched my face.

"You're sick" he said. I shook my head. I feel something coming out of my nose, I think it's snot. When I wiped it with my hand, it turned out that it was blood not snot.

"Ris, you're a nosebleed" he said.

"Hot." I said. I raised my head.

"Don't, look down and take a frown" he said as he lowered my head slowly.

"Where's your handkerchief" he said. I'm silent. Iqbal opened my bag, took my handkerchief. He squeezed my nose with my handkerchief. His blood kept coming out even more.

"We go to the clinic" he told me. I just nodded. He took my bag and held my bag in front of him, and then he carried me behind him. Soon he took me to his bike. He quickly drove his motorcycle to the nearest clinic.

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