First Love (Hope)

Irham my name, I kid to 4 of 5 siblings. I was born as a man who is not quite handsome, even considered ugly. But my mother never tire of saying that I, his son most of this small, is a very handsome man. Although only my mother said I was a good-looking, I have never complained about my situation. I'm always grateful for what God has given me. Therefore I am always excited me through the day.

I am a male figure that is difficult to make love. When all my friends fell in love, I just relaxed and did not care about the name of love. when they all tell the girls they like, I'd mock them. Ever once in a while they taunt g * y just because I never fall in love.

Day after day passed by without a loved one who there for me. But I still have a relaxed regardless of what is called love. Sometimes it never occurred to me, what am I normal? of course he did, by birth I am a normal man. But often the question in my mind is, why I do not easily fall in love and have a girl that I love as experienced by my friends? I did not know what the answer is. I always said to myself, there may be time for me to fall in love. It's just that the time was not right.

Day after day went by. At that time I was in high school rather 3. I school class at a famous school in Newbury North Sumatra. To me SMA period is the period that is impossible to forget. Because when high school I became quite well known. Because I often appear on stage to the stage, as a guitarist of a small band that I form with my school friends. Our band has a sizable in the name of our beloved city Rantauprapat. Therefore, I have new friends that I know after a gig.

When a filler an event, I often met with pretty girls, starting from a model, dancer, and many SPG. When the conference with the girls, usually my friends invited me to become acquainted with them. But I've never given much thought to having a girlfriend. Again I was teased by my friends as male g * y. But as usual I never bother.

One time, the exact start of the final semester, I was close to a girl named "Hem aminah". She is a gentle girl who is very kind. Her face was pretty, cute, embarrassed when his cheeks turn red. Small body, small, but fitted with a boyish face. She is a gentle girl, who easily hurt. Not infrequently he cried while in school. Even before close I could hate her, because I really do not like someone who maudlin. I often mock him while crying. When we were close, I invite him to bet. The bet is that if he could resist not to cry until a later time separation, then he can ask anything of me. Moreover, what if she lost the bet, then there is no sanction against him, quite unfair is not it ?. but without me knowing it, it is a form because I cared for him. Finally I was close to him. When we were still in the betting, I several times saw him hold his tears, but usually when his face like that, it means she wants to cry, but when he wanted to cry, she always looked at me, I just smile at him, he was holding water his eyes so as not to come out. 3 class last semester was over, he finally won the bet, he asked for chocolate as a gift victory. Then I meet his request. I was happy because it could make him into a woman who looks tougher.

The holidays are awaiting graduation arrived. At holiday time I was getting closer to him. I often texting with him, not infrequently we talked via sms. In fact, he also often vent about stories that happened to me. One time event that never and may never happen in my life forget me. I saw him dibonceng by her boyfriend. my heart was beating so fast it felt, my mind messed up, I was confused by what had happened to me. Once I asked my friends, they say it's jealousy, which means that I fell in love with Siti aminah.

Sekian lama aku memendam perasaan ku. Aku takut kalau dia tahu perasaanku maka dia akan sedih dan marah. Aku takut tidak bisa dekat lagi dengan dia. Aku terus menahan perasaanku. Dia sering curhat tentang pacarnya kepadaku. Bahkan tak jarang aku mendengar bahwa dia bertengkar dan ingin putus. Namun aku selalu meyabarkan dia, aku selalu mengatakan jangan sampai putus. bagiku kebahagiaan siti aminah lebih penting dari pada sakit hatiku ini. Coba bayangkan, bertahun-tahun aku hidup di dunia ini, baru kali inilah aku jatuh cinta. Kalau saja aku berniat jahat, aku bisa saja menyuruh dia putus dengan kekasih nya, karena kan dia juga sering mengikuti perkataan ku. Namun tidak mau, kebahagiaan orang yang kucintai adalah yang paling penting. Karena berkat dialah aku tau bagaimana rasanya jatuh cinta.

Suatu waktu dia putus dengan pacarnya, dan pacarnya tersebut ingin balikan lagi. Dia nanya sama aku, aku bilang tersrah dia, kalau dia masih suka, ya balikan saja. Dan akirnya dia balikan. Aku mengatakan kepadanya kalau aku senang karena dia gak jomblo lagi. Padahal hatiku ini rasanya sangat sakit. Rasanya mending ditonjokin berkali-kali dari pada harus nahan gini. Tapi, ketika itu juga aku mengutarakan isi hatiku kepada siti aminah, gadis yang pertama kucintai di dunia ini setelah ibuku. Dia tidak percaya dengan perkataanku. Namun aku mengatakan aku sungguh-sungguh mencintai dia. Aku mengatakan “siti, aku cinta sama kamu tapi aku gak minta kau untuk menjadi pacarku, karena, jangankan buat jadi pacarmu, untuk bermimpi dan berharap agar kau menjadi kekasihku pun aku tak pernah berani”. Aku tak tau apa yang dirasakan nya, namun yang ada di dalam fikiranku adalah dia akan marah kepadaku. Tapi pada akhirnya dia tidak pernah marah denganku, namun dia bertanya, “mengapa kau menyatakan cinta sama aku saat kau tau aku sudah balikan dengan pacarku?”. Aku hanya menjawab “biar kalo ditolak gak begitu sakit hati”. Padahal di dalam hatiku yang sebenarnya, aku takut kalau dia benci sama aku. Setelah itu dia juga sempat pacaran dengan teman dekatku, yang juga suka maenin cewek. Sesungguhnya hatiku sangat sakit ketika mengetahui mereka pacaran. Apalagi kalau si siti curhat dengan ku. Hatiku rasanya seperti dikoyak-koyak lalu dilempar ke dalam api. Tapi aku memilih untuk selalu menyuport apa yang ingin dia kerjakan, tanpa memperdulikan sakit yang aku rasakan. Aku tak pernah bertanya bagaimana perasaan nya terhadapku, namun aku tau, gadis cantik seperti dia tidaklah mungkin jatuh cinta kepada lelaki seperti aku. Bagiku yang penting dia tau kalau aku pernah suka sama dia, dan dia adalah cinta pertama ku.

Now we are studying in different cities. But sometimes we still communicate through sms, fuel, twitter, and others. He said he has not had a boyfriend, and still happy singles. But I've given up on my feelings. I prefer to pray for him so that he got a handsome man, and the man had a great love him like I love her. "I LOVE YOU Siti Aminah NASUTION, MAY AN UNCONSCIOUS WHEN YOU, I LOVE TO MU EXCEEDED my love MYSELF, THEREFORE I AM MORE THAN CHOOSE BAHAGIAMU my pain." Hopefully, the reader does not experience the same thing with me. amen

Short Story Authorship: Muhammad Irham
Facebook: www.facebook.com/irhamhsb19
name: muhammad Irham
Address: No.66 of new rural roads, Rantauprapat, Labuhan Batu, Sumatera Utara
status: Islamic university students in the country sultan syarif khasim riau
male gender
status hubungan: single

Two Acts of Love Twins

"Back when elementary school, I was a tomboy child, so my little friend overwhelming numbers. However, there is one man who most often played with me, but because the house only 5 steps from my house, he's also a good kid and fun. Her face was white, and arguably handsome. Either because it was used to play with him, or because of physical, I ... so like, maybe it's just a sense of awe just remember that time I was class 5. But when he moved to his hometown, why do I feel sad yes. Moreover, he did not tell me, I'm a friend or just a friend to play him? Since then I know, he is the only man capable of making me fall in love, he was ... my first love. "I'm still speechless.

"He never came home briefly here, but he just watched me from afar, then disappeared somewhere." Somber expression suddenly turned into bright.
"Now it's your turn!" She called spirit, Pino .. new kid in class 9A, warm and rather quiet manner, just like me who does not really like the crowd, but when he saw himself sat quietly in his chair, I was immediately attracted to sit next to him and further acquainted with it, such as offering a fabric of friendship.
"My story is exactly the same, just different people and places." He looked at me with an expression that can not be my guess.
"To ... coincidence once, never mind, you can tell back Shira." Doubts permeated thought.
"Well, certainly, he also ... my first love. But she returned, and became a stranger to me. "
"Where is he now?"
"You think?" He shook his mark not know.
"Do not tell this story to anyone, okay?" I bring the little finger to shake hands with the little finger each other.
"Okay!" Reads Loncengpun.

Hour break, I would sit in the garden behind the school along with two of my friends who belong chatty girl.
"What are you talking with Pino?" Asked Claudy.
"It is not important," I said lightly.
"Oh yes, there are boys high school this morning in front of the school gate, she said she was going to pick you up," said Alina suddenly, I cengo moment.
"Man, high school?" I repeated, my ears are afraid this one is not scraped catch.
"No, girl Emme incredible that keteknya feather mohawk pink, Melepasmu Shira ~" I snorted.
"By no means do you carry Emme."
"Maybe the guy gang brother cousin friend."
"Bang Rizal? She's already in college, time still makes sect nookie anyway? "Alina shrugged, Claudy even fun ngupil.
"If the intention that guy want PDKT, no way, face ugly black nan estimated time like this."
"Come on, you can see it after school later on," said Alina, really well.

Curiosity suddenly burst to the surface, who is the boy's high school? Suddenly there was a guy with a motor ninjanya and 5 watt smile stop right in front of me.
"Hay, you Shira right?" I nodded stiffly.
"I'll take you home, let's ride!" I immediately took a few steps.
"I do not know you, oh you're a stranger, excuse me." He pulled my wrist.
"I Han, the time you did not recognize me. In the past, I had to laugh at the really ugly dancemu movement, while in secondary school, we often play with PS, we also ... "
"SSTTOOPP !! YES YES, I know, but there were major irregularities here. "
"Is it because I want to drive, quiet ... this is just a welcome companion for both small meetings again anyway," he said with a huge grin.
"You are not aware, or pretended not aware of? We are one when you were a junior high school, I was in Grade 7, you grade 9, every time I see you always even in school, but you, nor scolds me, looked much less, you really like a stranger who looked at me with a look that is truly alien, then why did you suddenly appear and new acknowledge my existence now? Oh, I know, because you guys are famous in junior high, you're so embarrassed acknowledge me as your little friend because I look ugly, is not it! If that reality, I'd better go. "He pulled back my wrist.
"Huh ~, put it this way, if you want to deliver my return, I will bring your friend Pino, with a guy friend of his childhood, how?"
"Ka ... you"
"Not Pino, but the friend of his childhood itself that told me, his name Radit, incidentally he was my classmate, so let's go !!" And I just stopped seeing him take me to divide the highway this afternoon.

-

"Shira, why is your face gloomy? You're sick huh? "I looked at him, shaking his head. Pino sat down beside me.
"Err .. Pino, I have a question, but this is just a bouquet yes, if ... if a guy that you like it mengacuhkanmu and playing with another woman right in front of you and then he realized and simply wanted to come back with you, what would you do ? "He looked thoughtful.
"It depends."
"Depends?"
"Yes, if he meant it, I'll give him a chance, but otherwise, I will never trust him again. Yesterday I met with a friend of my childhood, it happened exactly as your question, I'm confused, you are right, Shira? "I was surprised, and then drowned.
“Yeah, lagi-lagi ya.”

-

"You again." I said in a tone that made uncomfortable when I saw him come back to lay the bike right in front of me.
"Why, miss me?" I looked annoyed, then chose to walk forward, but it turns out he did not Kujung after me, is not this nice, but why did I think I was so upset, hate, like something is missing in my heart, so this way it feels when you are given a hope, false hope that just gives you an affliction, already one week he continues like this, makes my chest getting sick when thinking of a time when he would destroy me and my heart above his happiness with another woman, pathetic.

"Shira!" I could hear him shouting my name.
"You're ugly!" I immediately stopped running, what the hell is he ?! I immediately turned to look at him.
"You're also very stupid !!" I stared in shock, outrageous.
"You're the stupidest woman I have ever met! Not sensitivity! Icy cold artificial moss mother! "My mother does not make ice moss Ihan! Kesalku in the liver.
"BUT WHY SHOULD I LOVE YOU TILL I CAN NOT glanced an inch ANY OTHER WOMEN. I am away from you because I'm afraid you'll hate me BECAUSE THIS BEAUTIFUL FEELING THAT SHOULD WE GROW AMONG made friendship, you hear !! I like you, no matter how hot and worried me when I see the man through the house Samson mes * m, no matter where I know all about you, about Yudi, Adit and Micky quasi cool guy who likes you, Pino your new best friend, and the other, because all for love, and love does not need a reason, the reason to like you. "I did not dare look at her, my face is completely red extinguished now, fortunately not many people who paced. But strange, Yudi period, Adit and Micky were indeed very rare I approached it like me, in the class's still a lot of girls are prettier and bohay from me, a guy is hard to understand. And again, the road to my house Samson was passing the house, so it was clear I was through there, going through which more try, Ckck.
"I go, bye ugly." And he went, just like that.
"Dasar Just bodoh."

-

Pino put his ass in kuris right next to me.
"We start again Shira, if you?"
"I think, I also .."
"We'll see how actively they mollify us." Pino smiled sweetly.
"Yes, love is difficult to guess right."
"We are really fit you?" I now smiling sweetly.
"Melepasmu, Pino and Shira so loch ~." And laughter happy and full of relief echoed from our mouths.

Imaginary Story Wet Rain

Because all deserve a second chance.

Long rain fell and had long anyway terlarung mind the memories. Rain is still the same, still cold. Which condenses on the cold heart. This time the rain is not the same as the rain that always pacing the imagination. Drizzling rain that ran minyirami you dodge. Still remember grains of water in the hair mengantung cepakmu play carefree. Kokohmu hand rake face and hair quickly shortly after you reach the nearest shelter. In a pretty shady trees but not quite worth saying shelter for both of us because it was still raining trying to attack through the cracks are less dense foliage. You're standing right next to embrace your own body. You look out, look at the rain or I do not know what you look at. What is clear you are the most beautiful scenery on a cold afternoon in the wet. Without you realize this is cool eye colonize every corner of the concluded beauty. Thick eyebrows, big eyes with black eyes, sharp nose with residual water clinging to a point at one end, a thin purplish lips hinted cold, green dots in the upper lip, jaw firm and strong and perfect chin.
You realize there is a bully who had been researching face pucatmu. With sharp eyes we mutually reciprocated view. Sharp, stabbing something in my body dalama. Neck choke, big lump there. Blood flowed quickly into the head, making a face flushed and instantly heats.

There is a lesson can I picked. I finally know what it feels like butterflies fly around in your stomach happy while sowing seeds in each kepakannya. You looked intently into my eyes. Strong winds blow away hair, covering part of shame that is implied in the face. I just kept looking at you, without reluctance even hair risih control of most of my wet face. Sweet smile dangling, stinging cold heart and left tingling in the chest. Unable to reply, kutau smile was just for me. I fall in love.

-

Outdoors rain hit more clay soil. Terpaska shut the bedroom window because the water had gone too far trying to get in. All swear, curse, curse, mengicau of my mouth. I go on idle, lay down the start pared. Rain, always brought the memories of tears pressing to get out. The first water grains collapse of the eye, which I put self defense seems futile. Perhaps because the rain never comes alone, he is too strong to be defeated. The past re-evaporated in sight.

-

Sweet smile in the middle of the pouring rain made me freeze. To move the lips, a smile embroider too hard. Rain, come up with more troops. Now not any clothes stuck to my body can escape from water attack. He walked, approached. Once again he fired a smile, which this time seemed more sincere. Swinging arm, "Knight". His voice was heavy, but the feeling groggy welcome ladder seems heavier. "Nana", my voice screaming, trying to beat the rush of the sound of rain. Introductions continues further. He was very friendly, we are bringing the laughter never stopped. Against the rain that was still not bored break through the foliage. Under the tree ridang wet. Our rain.

-

Unceasing rain, sipping hot chocolate milk I see raindrops has now started to subside. The water that had flowed like a river in the glass window is now the only remaining points. I sat on the living room couch berselonjoran. From here the rain seen more clearly. "Do you see this rain knight?", Little babble revealed. "Mama," cried a little girl. Soon I menyerka rest of my tears, greeted her with a warm smile. He smiled, showing teeth toothless newly He get this morning. He was sweating. Kunciran hair a mess, and his kindergarten uniform now tangled. A burly man standing behind her. "Later I got home rather late, perhaps malem really," the man said before throwing badanya on the couch. "So when you go home do not malem mas?", I teased with a laugh that sounded forced. "Fine, I continued ngantor huh?" He said, frowning oppress him with a kiss. "Be careful mas", I said. Without replying to my words, he just waved his hand and turned toward the exit. "I'm thinking of noble Dosakah?", I muttered to herself as she noticed that have a circular ring on my finger. A heart that hurts.

-

Rain is still pouring down, but it was already dusk. Dikala rain is getting cold dusk only. I do not know how many subjects that I dealt with the knight. My legs were getting tired standing up, I decided to sit in the basement flooded. He menyusulkku, immediately knights sitting next to me. I shivered. "Huh, cool", I complained to the warrior with a trembling tone. Without warning warrior hugged. We were silent for a moment. "I love you", knights catapult sentence I would never have imagined. I can not say, repay only his arms to embrace more tightly. I know, I have to reply Pertanyannya and he understood. We hugged each other under a shady tree with rain still loyal to accompany. I'm not a slut, who believes just the words of men. But her voice soothing and reassuring. I was warm in his arms. We equally as wet, but I know our hearts warmed. Until when this rain will constantly peeking kebagaian us? Can hope this rain continues to fall in our wet. Egoiskah if only we who want this rain continues to trap us here.

-

"Hello mas, tonight you have to eat at home ya mas", I began the conversation when first heard the word hello.
"But I have not finished work. You eat He first wrote the same, I'll catch up. If not I'll have time to buy food, "Yoga said in a serious tone.
"I know you mas, if not eating at home you're not going to eat. Anyway you have to go home tonight. Do not forget to eat ", no less serious of Yoga I ask.
"Yes I promise, Na I love you", cold tone.
Immediately I turned off the phone, I could not reply to his words. I have only one heart and how I could give my heart to another, if the knight still take him somewhere.

-

The rain had subsided, leaving the scent of wet soil that dominates the air. Arms no longer restrictive, more loosely. Chalky white face. I felt extreme heat did not stop hitting his head. My lips trembled with the sound of snapping teeth. Breathing slowed, my hand went limp. Now remorse began to hit. You're too slow menyedari purplish are etched on my lips too thick. You are too long signaled panic face. Face slowly faded in the shadows of fireflies. Increasingly dark and consciousness began to disappear.

-

I glance at the clock showed that attaches to the wall at 1 pm. I was still lying enjoyed Saturday. Kusantaikan deliberately weekend. I know, the burden is still piling work to be done. I looked 5-year-old girl who was sleeping soundly. She looked so cute, innocent face reminds me of my childhood child. A happy future. He's like me, but I think he was more like his father Yoga. Watching him already asleep this time to go see a refrigerator. Walked slowly to the kitchen with a noble name masi in every step. I opened it slowly. There are only organic vegetables, I do not quite bear to watch him at the dinner table whine complain why I bring lawn garden to plate. It seems I have to go for a while. I looked through the window nearest the sky. Ensuring blasted rain will no longer attack. Without thinking, I ran small for my purse and jacket in the room. Grabbed the car keys and pass in between the road to the nearest supermarket.

-

Woke up, I was laying on the bed were uncomfortable. Waking in the middle of a crowded ward with boisterous voice that shook the ear. And since I am aware of, knight never resurfaced. It's just that there are menggajal at heart and my finger.

-

Aku keluar dari dari swalayan dengan beberapa kantong plastik putih besar. Aku tak berniat memborong semua ini, namun entahlah rasa ingin belanja banyak selalu menyerang setiap kali menyusuri lorong-lorong dengan sususnan rak-rak tingginya. Baru saja kulangkahkan kaki keluar dari swalayan petir dan kilat saling beradu di langit. Hujan mulai turun perlahan. Aku berlari menuju mobilku, agak jauh dan air sudah terlanjut melumuri tubuhku. Terus berlari hingga sosoknya muncul di depan mata. Seorang sedang duduk santai dengan kaki yang dilipat di pinggiran tembok yang ditutup atap tanggung di seberang jalan raya sepi. Jatuhlah apa yang ku genggam, jatuhlah air mata. Dia hembuskan kepulan asap rok*k dari mulut dan hidung yang saling beradu dengan rintik hujan. Dia melihatku yang tengah melihatnya dengan segala kebasahan ini. Sontak berdiri dan berlari kearahku. Hujan membasahi tubuhnya. Kami saling bepandang, kini gagang kacamata sudah membingkai mata tajamnya. Satria. “Cincin ini”, satria tersenyum sambil melihat cincin yang melingkar di jari manisku. “Aku belum sempat mengucapkan terimakasih”, lalu membalas senyumnya tak kalah manis. Hujan masih menghajar kami, menguncang perasaan lama yang sudah diajarkan untuk diam di dalam liang untuk bangkit. Satria masih saja tersenyum dan menggengam tangan ku. “Apa hanya aku yang berhasil menyematkan cincin di jarimu?”, tanyanya sambil bergurau. Aku hanya tersenyum sambil kembali mengemasi barang yang tercecer di bawah aspal becek. Dengan sigap satria membantu dan mengangkut semuanya. Kugiring dia pergi dari basah ini, kugiring dia pergi dan tak kubiarkan pergi lagi. Namun, cincin di jarinya tak bisa satria sembunyikan terlalu lama, cincin yang sama sekali tak bisa dikatakan sepasang dengan cincin yang melingkari jariku. Aku berjalan pelan sambil jalan menantang sang hujan dengan perasaan sepi yang masih tetap meringgkuk dalam hati. Ini saatnya aku meminta hatiku kembali, satria sudah terlalu lama membawanya.

Journey to the place that I know nothing about, only accompanied by the sound of rain and could not I enjoy from a small radio that was carefree bernayanyi. I see him still as before, but now she looks more mature and happy. Formerly flat stomach now beginning to swell on the sidelines of his buttons. He still impresses with gray hair now is not evenly spread garnished hair. Jangut and mustache are now fused with sideburns, bushy not only green dots I saw it change color like a small needle jet. Steering knight takeover, slashing wet roads slowly. I think just brought anywhere. I sat in the hand of the driver's seat. I looked at the free sights I missed from the face. Introspective sharp eyes were staring straight ahead.

Membising radio sound now, but in my ears rang with no content. Kuserongkan duduku until I really mengahadapnya. Although the backbone already snapped sign uncomfortable, but be too clever brain controls completely ignoring the struggling back.

Rain began to subside, we started down the deserted street. Increasingly lonely up, start the sound waves accompanied by the sun that shines so bright. Put the car in the shade nearby and walked mengampiriku are already out of the car first. He knelt and opened flat shoes brown leg shackles that have been wet. Carrying it lightly. He also took off his shoes pantopel blunt-ended colored black. He rolled up his trousers to match the color of his shoes. Hold my hand without a voice.

Tanah kini berganti pasir putih kasar, seperti biji merica. Aku berjalan dengan perlahan. Pasir ini menjerat kaki lebih dalam dalam tiap pijakanku. Sebukit cahaya berwarna-warni terpampang nyata di hadapanku. “Pelangi”, kataku pelan dengan nada takjub dan mata yang terus menuju dan membaca pelangi itu. “Jika ibarat hujan adalah mimpi dan dan matahari adalah kenyataan. Kita memerlukan keduanya untuk melihat pelangi” suaranya yang sedikit berat menyeluam perasaan hangat. Lebih hangat dari mentari yang kini tersenyum manis. Dia membalikan tubuhku dan menatap lekat mataku. Menindas badan mungilku di dalam dekapannya. “Sudah sangat lama, saya ingin mentari melihat kita. Hujan itu, sampai sekarang saya tidak dapat melupakannya. Bisakah kita mulai semuanya dari awal?” bisinknya di telingaku. Kulepaskan pelukannya, memandang lurus padanya. Menghela nafas berat. Kegugupan memenuhi udara di sekitar kami. “Kenapa kamu meninggalkan saya?”, seruku cepat. Suaraku tenang, namun hatiku bergetar hebat. “Apa saya tidak berhak mendapat kesempatan lagi?”, suaranya memelas. Mata tajam yang selalu aku menancapkan serangan pada hatiku. “Saya terlalu naif jika saya memberimu kesempatan. Kemana saja kamu selama ini? Meninggalkan saya dengan harapan dan mimpi mengebu bagai hujan dan harus menelan pil pahit kenyataan bagai panas mentari. Ini dunia yang sesungguhnya, pelangi hanya muncul sesaat, sisanya hanya ada luka dan sakit. Jangan suguhkan saya janji, saya sudah takut bermimpi”, aku menghela nafas perlahan. Menyusun kata-kata. Aku tak tau apa yang kuucapkan barusan, namun ada beban di hati perlahan merontok dan berguguran. “Ya, saya akui saya bodoh. Percaya pada kata sayang yang kamu ucapkan”, kulanjutkan perkataanku. Kutarik tangganya, kupandangi cicin yang melingkar di jarinya. “Kamu, kamu juga sudah beristri”, suaraku tak bisa kukendalikan. Air mata pertama jatuh di tangan besarnya. “Maaf, saya hanya ingin kamu tau. Semua yang saya katakan saat hujan pertama kita berjumpa itu benar adanya. Saya tidak berbohong”, satria bersuara. Air mata menderas di pipinya. “setiap saat hujan turun, saya selalu merindukanmu. Mengingat wajahmu yang tak pernah pudar di otak saya”, satria menghentikan sejanak perkataannya. Melihat ke arah lain lalu tertawa kering sambil menyeka air matanya. Kemudian dia menarik cincin di jarinya. Mengambilnya. Lalu mengambil tangganku, menanruhnya di telapak tangan ku dan meenggenggamkannya. “Saya sangat butuh kesempatan kedua”, lanjut satria. Aku masih tak mengerti sampai dia mendekapku sekali lagi. Mundur dan tersenyum, memerkan gigi dan kembali menghapus air matanya. Lalu dia berbalik berjalan tanpa isyarat perpisahan lagi. Aku masih terdiam memandangi punggung tegapnya hingga menghilang.

I opened my hand, pay attention to the plain silver cicin. I cried in silence while sculpting. I yelled his name in my heart when I realized "Nana" is a name engraved on the cicin it. The same rains there will be no more, I fell. Still stood in deserted. Crying in silence, only tears were tears.

Now I realize, I really need a second chance.

Become friends Traitor

"Non Angel, non've got up in the morning time to go school" said the aunt who tried to wake me

"Oh, yes bi" I said

I showered with warm water that has become my tradition every morning
I've finished the shower, then dressed in school uniforms, breakfast, then transfer aunt to school

As usual I got to class, then I was greeted by my friends that Sonya and Michelle, they welcomed me with a cheerful and happy.

I had a chat with them, and I tell them

“Guys” kataku
"What?" Asked Sonya relaxed
"I want to tell ya, but promise ya do not tell this to anyone"
"Yes we promise," said Michelle
"I like it at France"
"OMG you like at France?" Michelle said with a loud voice that almost sounds by other classes
"Ehh, not loud ngomongnya, later discovered other, shh"
"Yes yes yes, sorry, koq you can love him anyway?" Ask sonya with wonder
"Yes .. Yes like aja, handsome, smart then hehe."
"Oooh, cieeee !!" they both intend menjailiku

Every day I just saw a handsome France, until I was daydreaming during class, and who knows what is described by the teacher is not a single word concerning my brain
Then the recess bell was sounded and I was awakened from my reverie

Both my friend asked me to break in the cafeteria, I was clicking the solicitation iyakan
On the way to the cafeteria, I remembered that my pen has run out of ink, I also told them that I wanted to advance cooperative, they let me

A few minutes later, somehow my feelings become uneasy, there seems to be something going on, but what?
My friends were chatting and accidentally I heard their conversation aka eavesdropping, it turns out they were talking about me, I was shocked .. The point is, they want to stay away from me because Sonya poorer in love with France, and Michelle persuaded by Sonya to help in its mission

I went over to them without them knowing that I have heard them. I was shocked to hear it.

When home school, France to meet me, I'm nervous
He asked me, "Angel, you have an event Saturday not?"
"Ti Ti .. .. not a..da" I replied nervously
"On Saturday dinner together yuk 7 hours at a restaurant near the school, just you and me"
I was shocked to hear his words, but quickly I responded
"Can .. can be."
"Okay, do not forget grooming and wear a nice dress yes," he said as he headed for the parking spot

Hari yang ku tunggu-tunggu pun tiba, ya, benar sekali, it’s time to date with my prince
I came to the place which France promised
Turns out he was already there 10 minutes ago
He said "you are very pretty"
"Ah, normal, hehe"

As I look to the right to the left, I saw sonya and michelle, I'm sure they would have spread rumors about me and France

My Date with France already completed

While in school, I break with France, the friends saw me with France and said "huuu, still junior aja courtship use ngedate everything again, basic child less attention from their parents."

Slowly the tears trickled down my cheeks and start .. I ran out of that place, and then when I was wiped my tears, Sonya and Michelle come, "it feels good chelle disorakin not you think the same school my friends?"
Sonya asked my quip
"It's good not ya?"
"Maybe times yes to a child as TAU GAK ANGEL OF SHAME! Eh, lo Angel need not macem-deh same macem me, I will ngerebut France from loe "he said as he walked leave a

I cried every day for remembering the words of Sonya, sometimes I ask myself "what is my fault? Why are they all away from me? Is it because I love with France? "

The End