You Who I Miss

New year's night

At about seven in the evening, I was getting ready for dinner and a new year with my friends and family. They must have gathered in the garden behind the villa.

I slept long enough, nobody woke me up. Iqbal is not. He hasn't seen me again.

My mind is still thinking about all the words Iqbal heard before he left. Is Iqbal still upset with me?. That question was on my mind. I don't know I don't know.

When I comb my hair. I saw a little box of accessories I had, somehow on the dresser, I don't remember I put it there. Confused, I opened the box, which contained all the hairpin collections when I was in SD.

A glimpse of the memories of the elementary school days had crossed my brain. No exception to my sweet memories with Dicky, the person I always miss. So happy to remember all that. I'm sure Dicky still remembers our time together.

My eyes were fixed on the hairpin of the blue chicken feather, which you also know was from Dicky. For a long time, I never wore that hairpin after I returned to my grandmother's house.

I took that hairpin and remembered all my past events. Until I smiled to myself when I remembered Dicky kissing my cheek.

Hah, I'm so embarrassed!

I also wear that hairpin. And when it fits my shirt. I smiled looking at my reflection in the mirror.

Shortly afterwards, there was a knock on the door and someone called out to me.

"Rissa, you're awake" he said.

It was the voice of Iqbal, the person I was waiting for his arrival.

"Yes bal, come in." I shouted from inside.

Iqbal came in. I smiled as I watched him walk up to me.

"What's wrong?" he asked. I smiled while tidying my hair.

"How is it, pretty?" I said. Iqbal smiled faintly.

"Beautiful." said Iqbal.

"Haha."

"Come on." I said while holding his hand.

"Wait, where's your jacket?" asked Iqbal.

"In the suitcase." I said. Iqbal then walked over to my suitcase which was on the bed.

"For what?" I said.

"It's cold outside, you'll catch a cold" he said.

After finding my pink jacket. He walked over to me and put the jacket on me.

"You can't get sick" said Iqbal. I can only smile.

"Come on." said Iqbal. I smile nodding. And we walked hand in hand to the garden behind the villa, where everyone had started a burning event.

***

At the back of the villa. All parents are busy preparing meals and burning events. Dad and Om Damar, they're trying to build a bonfire.

On the other side of the garden area, in the direction of the tree that I installed the small lights earlier this afternoon. There are friends who sit down. Iqbal and I joined them. I sat next to Melyn who was telling me about the love story of Dodit and Anis.

"I don't know, if the same dodits have been dating, they are secretly going" said Melyn.

"When I tell you, you must be mocking me." said Dodit.

"Haha."

"Fortunately met dicky, only I know, if they were dating in coblangin with him" said Melyn. I saw Dicky smiling withholding laughter.

"Haha."

"Ris, dong's story, how you dated Iqbal" said Melyn.

"Yes, I'm curious, all of a sudden, you're dating" said Anis.

I'm silent. I was confused about where to tell the story, while there was Dicky who had been watching me.

"Let me do the story" Andi said.

"Look, so rissa was forced to accept iqbal, because Rissa was threatened to be kidnapped with iqbal" Andi joked.

Iqbal heard it, then took a small rock and threw it at Andi.

"Where is the kayak" said Iqbal.

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed, me too. But, Dicky just smiled faintly.

"Ngawur nih emang si andi, not like that, I'm the story." said Dea.

"Ok well guys, so here's the story" Dea said.

"Where to look." said Melyn, curious.

Dea told me and Iqbal. It's not very detailed, but that's what Dea knows.

Dicky's lyrics don't seem to like Dea's story. That's natural, however Dicky still has the same feeling for me.

"Soften, since Rissa has returned to the grandmother's house, the relationship with Rissa iqbal so close, keep fitting smp they dated until now" said Melyn.

"Oh that, it means Iqbal used to like risa, new Dicky, natural if Iqbal his girlfriend rissa" said Dodit.

Instantly all fell silent after hearing Dodit speak like that. I saw them glancing at each other. I know maybe they feel bad about Dicky. Dicky and Iqbal were silent.

"Children don't want to burn meatballs" said aunt Tika, breaking our silence.

"You." cried compactly Dea, Kikky, Andi, Melyn, Anis and Dodit.

"Come here" said aunt Tika.

Dea, Kikky, Andi, Melyn, Anis and Dodit immediately stood up and left me between Iqbal and Dicky.

I kept quiet while watching Iqbal and Dicky who just kept quiet. The awkward and unfamiliar atmosphere was very pronounced. I don't know, how to melt that atmosphere. Should I talk! But what do I want to tell them! They just don't say hello to each other!

"Congratulations to you" Dicky said suddenly.

Confused, I looked at Dicky who was smiling faintly. Dicky extended his hand to me and Iqbal. Iqbal roughly shook Dicky's hand.

"Thank you." said Iqbal. Dicky just smiled accepting Iqbal's treatment of her.

Dicky also extended his hand to me. I looked at Dicky for a moment, looking at him waiting. Slowly, I moved my hand to accept her hand. But why does it feel so hard to shake hands with Dicky. It was so heavy, I kept my hand.

Dicky slowly lowered his hand. I just kept quiet with a sad feeling in my heart. Iqbal held my hand. I looked up and looked at Iqbal.

"You want to burn meatballs, come on." said Iqbal. I'm silent. Iqbal stood up and pulled my hand to stand up. I shut up while looking at Dicky. With a sad look on my face, I moved my head indicating to her that I wanted permission to leave. As if Dicky understood, he moved both of his eyes at me.

"Come ris." said Iqbal. I just nodded. Iqbal took my hand and took me away from Dicky.

If I'm being honest, I'd like to talk to Dicky, even for a second. But, it felt that it was impossible because I had to keep Iqbal feeling.

Sorry Dicky!

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