A breeze blows causing dried leaves to fall. In this garden chair I enjoy the cool. Here I first met her 8 years ago. I still remember the sweet smile adorning her lips when she called me. With a ponytailed one like the tail of a horse swaying to the right and left following his body movements as he ran to meet me. He is Arini. At that time I was just sitting in first grade of vocational school. While I was busy sitting in the school garden enjoying the cool air and hearing the birds chirping. A sweet girl with her smiling teeth smiling and running to meet me.
"You're a Fahri class 10 machine?" She asked with a sweet smile.
"Yeah, who are you?" I asked back.
"Kenalin I'm Arini's tenth grader." She replied with a smile.
"Oh yes Rin, best regards. What's wrong? "I asked confused because since four months ago went to school here I have no friends in the department of agriculture.
"I was called the teacher BK, our school will follow Adiwiyata and he is the responsible person. Our school has no ambassador to the environment, while it is a mandatory requirement to follow Adiwiyata. "He explained.
"Then, what's that got to do with me?" I asked who still did not understand the purpose.
"I and you are appointed as ambassadors of our school environment," he said of the recommendations of OSIS children. I myself also confused why I was appointed. "He replied innocently.
"Oh, so I just have to do it?" I asked again who began to understand a little bit with the intent.
"Well I was told to nyari you earlier, we were told to BK room." Clearly.
"Yes, let's go there." I asked him.
That was the beginning of my acquaintance with Arini. Until now I myself still puzzled why I and he are selected to be ambassadors of the environment in our school. Every time I asked him, he was always the same, not knowing why. A month after I got to know him, we as environmental ambassadors at school packed with environmental materials. Every two times a week, we always spend two hours in the library after school to learn about the environment. It is from this environment school ambassador that we are united. Slowly as time went by, Arini and I got closer and got to know each other.
Several months later after UAS, the school received an invitation from the Environment Agency to send its student representatives and coaches to attend a study appeal to some schools that have earned an Adiwiyata School title outside the city. This comparative study trip was attended by several schools that were taking part in adiwiyata as well as in my city. This is where Arini and I get closer. It was on my bus and he sat next to me.
"You are good, basically a farming child. That must be understood. "I grumbled.
"Yes what the hell is a machine boy also studying the environment." He replied by raising his eyebrows.
"If I do not have anything to do, just hold the key ehh but read the book about medicinal plants, yes I understand." I replied.
"Yes must understand deh slowly, later if there is not mudeng say I ajarin ajah." He said with a smile.
Said the smile of a ginsul man is sweet. And I just believed after I knew Arini. With a nice face, if he smiles I like to get a peace. Somehow every time I see him smiling there is something that is bothering in my chest. He said the machine boy was fierce and like brawling. But somehow every time I met him my premiere was disturbed and suddenly turned into someone who felt himself the coolest. I understand, something is wrong in my heart. Arini managed to steal my heart and secretly I started to like it.
Arriving at the school we are headed for comparative study, the weather when it was raining. At that time there was no umbrella at all on the bus. As a guy, my male instinct goes out. Arini who was only wearing cardigan had time to run to get off the bus. I swiftly held back and took off my parachute jacket. We could look at each other and face each other for a moment. The smile on her lips I interpreted as a thank-you from her and nods my head indicating we are ready to break through the rain. We run together through the rain with a happy laugh. Arriving in a corridor to take shelter whatever pushed me, I hugged him. Although briefly because we are equally surprised, but after that sweet smile makes me more drunk. Because of that incident we become closer than ever.
For almost two years I know him and close to him, we can say we are friends. But being close to him as a friend made my heart a bit tormented. I want more than friends with him, I want him to be my lover. But my mentality is too weak to express it. I'm also less sensitive to read his heart. The proof until now I can not understand how he felt about me. Until one day at the school park where we first met and where we spent time at break time he said something to me.
"I see you've never been close to a girl all this time."
"Nothing can make me feel special and special." I replied.
"A Fahri who became ambassador of the school environment and hailed a lot of girls are still single. What is the word of the world? "The rhetorical question he uttered while slightly teasing me.
"Then an Arini who became the queen in this school how? Is there a prince who is chasing you? Or are you going to spend your day with a spell? "My reply teased him.
"If I already have a figure of a prince." He replied briefly with a smile and looked at me.
"Seriously you Rin? How come I did not say if it's invented, who is it? "The question just came out of my mouth. Honestly my heart a little sick to hear it.
"Who told you I was there. I already have a figure of a prince, but I am waiting for the prince to pick me up and ask me to be queen. "He replied softly and with my eyes as if giving a code.
"Oh that, who is the guy who can make you wait, why do not you just shoot straight out?" I asked.
"One day you must know. And I'll keep waiting for him. I really want to talk to him directly about my feelings but I'm too embarrassed to say it. "Arini replied, this time she looked down slightly and her face slightly flushed.
The incident in the park made me think a thousand times to express my feelings to him. Hearing his statement was waiting for someone to make me more uncertain that he had the same feelings for me. I'm silent in my pain, I'm stiff with all these circumstances. But I keep trying to be the best friend to date for him. Do not feel we are at the end of class XII, competency exam and national exam we have passed. Tomorrow is the day of the announcement.
I had time to express my desire to go to college in Bandung at that time to him. His face looked very sad, whether conscious or not his head was propped against my shoulders. Reflex I put his shoulders rested my head to his head. This was the most romantic moment I passed with him. Maybe this is my last embrace to him. This moment is what I fear happens, the moment where we will be separated. I counseled him not to be sad, but in my own heart it was very painful.
Finally we all graduate. I was very lucky to get the second highest score in my town. It is a gift to you. Arini herself graduated and is still in the top ten at my school. All day I was looking at her at school, asking her friends no one knows. I tried to contact him, but still no answer from him. That day should be the happiest day for me, but I came with a very sad feeling.
Three years later. I am currently studying at ITB. For three years I have not met Arini. For three years I have tried to completely eliminate my race to him. But everything is in vain. Since he disappeared on the day of graduation, I never heard from him again. Honestly sick indeed suddenly left someone who is very special. But what my day, all the effort I've done to look for it though always come home with empty hands.

Until finally when I vacation and go back to my city. At that time I was eating at a cafe. I do not know what leads me but this eye is always looking at the woman sitting next to me. The woman turned her back to me, I could only see her ponytailed one back. He uses his glasses and is busy with the laptop in front of him. Until finally when the woman packed up her laptop and stood about to go home.
Our eyes locked at each other. I see a look of shock on the look on his face when he sees me, itself with me no less shocked when he saw it carefully. He immediately lowered his head and ran slightly outside the cafe. Quickly I immediately tried to teach him. He immediately turned on his bike and left while I was using a car that could not possibly to chase him.
"I'm sure it's you, Arini. Where have you been these three years? Why did you suddenly disappear from me? What's my fault for you? "That's all that occurred to me during my trip home and all day.
It's been three days since I saw it at the cafe. During those three days I always visited the cafe hoping I could see him again. But I always go home empty-handed. The pouch under my eyes grew bigger and black indicated my uncomfortable sleep. Yes, Arini. You evoke my pain for you. You bring up the pain that I have slowly treated. Wrong what I actually did to you so you could leave me alone. I just want to hear your explanation, I just want to express the feelings that are still stored neatly in my heart. I do not expect you to reply to my feelings, I just want you to know that I have survived the pain you give above the love I still keep for you.
A week after I found him, I got a comment from one of my blog visitors. In his comment said he was very impressed with the short stories I made on the blog. All my short stories describe the journey of love felt in his life. He gave his hp number and wanted to ask about how to write a cool one. I gladly helped him and gave him directions. I did not give and show my true identity on the blog. I always use the pen name, Fazz. Same with him, he just gave me his pen name, Rien. What makes me more enthusiastic to help him, he was a city with me.
Until the last week before my vacation was over, he asked me to meet in person and wanted to show some of his short stories directly to me. I do not mind and agree to his wishes. Maybe this is one of the feedback that I can give to one of the readers loyal to the short story in my blog. We promise to meet at seven o'clock in the cafe where I met Arini at that time.
I'm a little late to get to the cafe because of the street traffic jam that night. She explained to me via sms that she was wearing a navy blue cardigan and playing the laptop on the desk. Arriving at the cafe I immediately find the figure of a woman with navy blue cardigan and play his laptop. Finally I found the woman, with her hair loose as a shoulder, using a navy blue cardigan and putting the laptop on the corner table of the cafe and back to the cafe entrance. Immediately I went to him and greeted him.
"Hi, I'm Fazz. Sorry te ... "My sentence was interrupted when he looked and saw me.
"You ..." We say at the same time.
The atmosphere became quiet between the boisterous atmosphere at the cafe that night. This time no chase chase like ftv movie like yesterday. I was silent in my many questions I wanted to convey. Likewise with him who stood a thousand languages and still bowed his face. I myself am confused what I feel right now, between pleasure, longing, pain, emotion, all mixed into one in me. I see her tears starting to come out slowly moistening her cheeks.
Her body shook slightly as her tears began to explode. Emotions that control my body a little I can dim when he saw her cry. I take the tissue that is on the table and I leave it to him. I let her cry before I started asking all the questions that were almost broken in my brain. When he's calmed down and I can control my emotions, I start talking to him.
"How are you, have not we met each other for a long time?" The first question that came out of my mouth.
"I'm sorry ..." She stammered back her tears.
"I hope you are always good and happy so long." I said with blank eyes to him.
"I'm sorry Fahri, I'll explain it all." The answer is still in a trembling voice.
"Explain what Rin? It's clear enough for me. Since the day of graduation you just walked away without any clarity. All my communication access to you is closed. You broke this silahturahmi rope. It's been three years and always trying to find out about you. Three years I also feel the pain left behind a special person without a word without a trace. I've been suffering Rin a lot, the way I do to try to forget you, trying to erase everything about you but always failing. "
"I foolishly expect our friendship to be more. I've been stupid enough to survive with my pain because of you. Stupid me who still keeps my love for you since we first met Rin. What have I done to you until you have the heart to go away from me. What's my fault until you cut off all of my communications access to you, you broke up this relationship with Rin. "
"Even when yesterday we met in this place, you just walked away from me when I tried to chase you. You're too far for me to reach, your wall is too high for me to climb, your heart is too hard for me to melt. "Whatever pushed me, everything went out of my mouth. My tears slightly started to wet my cheeks. I try to hold back my tears but the tears are getting heavier out. Arini just bowed her face. He himself can not stem the tears. The atmosphere was quiet again.
"Fahri, will you hear my explanation?" The sentence from Arini's mouth broke the silence between us. "Please, hopefully your explanation can answer all the questions that have been rotating in my brain." I replied.
Arini starts to explain why she suddenly disappears. His parents got a promotion in the company, and were given the confidence to hold a branch company in Surabaya. Actually it was a few weeks before his move he wanted to explain to me about his move, but he was still not ready and did not want his last days to be spent with sadness. Until finally on the day of graduation he had to move with his parents.
He himself experienced a tremendous heart dilemma when his early move. He felt like a very guilty person for abandoning me and cutting off all our communication ties. He repeatedly said sorry in his explanation. I try to appreciate and understand all the reasons he gives. He used to visit my house, but I have moved to Bandung to continue my studies.
He forbade my parents to tell me. She also did not leave an address or anything about it to my parents. Until finally he found a blog to contain a collection of short stories that I made. He did not know I was the owner of the blog. What he knows, the contents of the short story in my blog is very similar to the journey of love in his life. He ventured to write a comment because he also wanted to immortalize his story with me through a novel he wrote. And finally here we meet again.
"Fahri, I do not want to repeat my old mistake. I do not want to be the most ignorant person by repeating the same mistake in my life. "He said at the end of his explanation.
"You mean?" I asked, not understanding what he meant.
"Do you remember in the school garden where we spent the time I told you that I was waiting for a prince?" He asked me.
"Yes I always remember it." I replied.
"Until now I'm still waiting for him."
"Then?" I say shortly.
"Until now he never asked me to be queen. He too enjoys his love stored neatly in his heart. Even after the pain I gave him, the feeling of love was still neatly kept. Until finally the time to bring us back. The figure of the prince I am waiting for is now in front of me. I do not want to keep my feelings any longer. I do not want to repeat my mistake again. "
"I'm waiting for you Fahri, I love you ever since we first met. Even to this day, the feeling never changes a bit. "She said with tears dripping back down her cheeks. The sweet smile she always gave me never changed. Now, after all this time, I can finally see her smile again. Feelings of joy and guilt mixed together in me. I grasped his hand tightly and wiped the tears from his cheeks.
"I do not want to keep you waiting any longer. I do not want to torture you and torment myself with all the uncertainty. Let me be your prince, and will you be my empress? "I said.
"Yes, I will Fahri." He replied with a smile.
After nearly two years I had a love with him, this time we have to be separated again. But this time forever I have to part with you. My heart has learned sincerely to accept your departure so fast for me. Your love will remain immortal in my heart Arini. God loves you so much that God does not want you to feel pain for too long. May you always be happy there. Hopefully someday we will meet in the next life. When I miss you, this school bench is where I remember you. Your body is gone by my side but your soul and love always go wherever my steps go, Arini.............