His name Ningrum, we are friends since junior high. I was class president and she was his secretary. He was cheerful and his son quite beautiful for a girl of the present criteria. Especially when her long hair loose. Waow … tempting charms.
Unfortunately he was engaged. He said with one profession friends. Now he’s living as an English teacher at one elementary school in the country Siwalan, Pekalongan. Monday to Friday and if he teaches weekend he attended the IKIP Pekalongan. He was so friendly greeted me when I was playing to his house.
There was no speech that appeared in the lateral line and the sadness in his face mimic. His expression was always friendly, just like before during our junior high. Had he not been engaged, would have shot him. SSssst … meaning will reveal these feelings to him. Though he is my best friend’s boyfriend, Riyadi.
Several times I was playing to his house. Who see only her mother. I do not know where her brothers and father. After graduating from junior high school, I was just playing to his place only once to pass the STM. And when I return home from overseas in order Silaturrahim and happened to coincide with Eid I was playing to his house. Yet again the meet and greet is He, his sister and mother.
Eventually I was unable to bury these feelings. Reveal to him …
“Ning, … …?” I called him.
“What sir?” He replied with melodious.
Cess .. direct voice dripped into my heart, cool …. Cold taste. Moreover, we were alone. Once again I say we were alone and only 2 cups of tea accompanied by warm bread and a tin can Khong Guan.
“I want to ask….?” I tried dared to ask.
“What’s wrong sir ..? How come you do not like the usual! “He was such a hurry to know what to say.
“Actually I wanted to ask about … .. eeh .. eh .. eh!” I’m nervous. And could not get out the words of my mouth is.
“Come quick to say, really ah .. eh .. ah .. er ..!!” He started forcing me to quickly say.
“Excuse me, several times I came to greet you, just you meet me? Or just brother and mother. Where are the others? “
He paused. As if my words like eruption of Merapi in the afternoon which made him unable to speak. And my question seemed to surprise her.
“Why do you ask?”
“Yes, it just surprised.”
“Actually I do not want to tell .. but if you want to promise I akn tell?”
“I promise!” I said.
“My father married again sir.!” He said, looking down.
“Hahhhh ..!!” I shocked with those words.
“Yes .. sir. He is now live in Jakarta with his young wife. “
In my heart I muttered, “If permitted, would lend you my shoulder to lean on. But I only Ningrum friend. “
“No wonder I never saw it. What to say and do to be able to entertain you, O my friend? “I asked innocently.
“Just you this secret and frequently call alone would be enough, Sir.” He said still with downcast eyes and sobbed so slightly swollen.
“Insya Alloh Ning.” I said curtly.
Since it was overcast afternoon and I was saying good-bye. In addition to pursuing maghrib time.
“Do not be sad yes Ning. Hopefully we can take a lesson from this incident. Amen. Assalamu’alaikum. “
“Wa’alaikumsalam ..” she said.
We was parted in the evening ….