School hours are over. Troop of students out crowded full of joy, Bak tree ants out of the nest. Today I'm really lazy to go home, what makes me lazy like this? More specifically, I may be jealous of my mother's love for other people's children ... yes, why not? Almost every day when mom is always busy taking care of the child from my father's nephew. Until he forgot there is another child more important to take care of, that is me !!
Oh yes, recognize my name Zahra. I'm the second of two children. But because my sister died as a child, I became the only child of my parents.
After school. I usually go home. I did not do it, I just sat by myself in a garden. The place is still quite spacious, comfortable and located not far from my school. The atmosphere was indeed fitting for this type of person like me. Yupz, people say I'm a quiet boy, shy and his hobbies are always aloof. Not many associates, most I fill my free time while relaxing just read read a book or enggak graffiti make short stories. That's my daily life !!

In my diary, I wrote a poem. Word for word I started to arrange both the coupling to become a verse of poetry that impressed beautiful and touching the heart.
Do you know
The rain is so busy accompanying my solitude
The wind is so cool embracing my lonely cold
Given you I feel the deep longing
Not about love and love for you
But it seems like what it's like to meet yourself
The pen I loose in between the books I close. Then I took a deep breath and leaned against the back edge of the bench. And I feel no more burden. The poem had undermined my problem. Right now I'm really in need of someone who I can make my personal issue back. But it's not easy, I try to accept this fact when it must mengahayal something that is not certain. That is about love ..
Kriiing, kriiing,
The sound of the voice woke me from a beautiful daydream. I have an incoming phone call. Anazmi called, what's wrong?
Anazmi is my friend. And I know he was still new. Her son is fun and fun to talk to.
"More busy yah?" She asked.
"No?" I replied.
"I went to the house well, already go back"
"I'm in the garden deket school, have not come home"
"Yes I've been there now. Not a long time. Ok "
Click.
Phone disconnected. Not yet also answered can baseball has been playing just take the decision. The base is always ngeselin his behavior !! How is this already an afternoon again, afraid of magrib nungguin anazmi come. Especially when I look up, the sky is slowly slowly appear dark clouds, soon again want to rain. Ngeselin bener this people, want to go home also not good heart. It's all wrong, this guy can indeed make me panic myself.
Almost fifteen minutes of my prediction, Anazmi appeared with his black matic motor, unique from the previous sound of the muffler I did not hear. is it me who start budek yah or motor him a bit shy?
For a moment he spotted his clothes in the parking lot. Make up her hair in the rearview mirror. Then he smiled at me, walked without style just whistled look left right. Laugh abis.
Sorry, nungguinnya long yah "
Anazmi sat next to me. Still a grinning smile. If you say handsome, to be honest he's a bit of an item. His body is thin and not too tall. if more smile, it appears that his teeth are white but many holes kayak road paddy fields. Cruel also talk about him. But he is kind, trustworthy and the most I like about him, his responsibility is great. Is it possible that this is my prayer, God send anazmi to accompany my life. Hopefully wrong, Aminn.

"Yeah okay"
"Um. I'm here because of a dream. I was told to meet you by the bearded old grandfather "
Tuh right, yes god. If this is your will. I was actually sent by a handsome guy, his body a bit high, his skin a little bit of a little twitch. Not the kind of person who is in front of me right now, But I also can not be selfish. Who am I? I'm just an imperfect girl.
"Honestly, I can not believe it. So I met you scared you got into trouble. But thank goodness you're okay. "
Subhanallah, she is worried about me. Really good you Anazmi. Lucky I have a friend like you, even though you never care about me. But you kekeuh still want to assume I'm in your life.
"Behind me, I'm anterin you" he suggested.
"Yes udah, ayoo" I replied without further ado.
I've blinded the world. My desire to pursue something perfect is wrong! because basically the man was indeed born all perfect.
I sat in the back seat, enjoying a trip that was so slack in the afternoon. It seems that the rain will suddenly start to look bright, like my heart at this time, thanks Anazmi. What ever you do for me, I will not forget!
Arrived in front of my house. I purposely hold Anazmi home. May there be something I want to ask seriously to him directly.
"I want to know why you are so kind to me"
Anazmi stared. I am shocked. This is the first time I've met a guy who can make me so curious like this.
"You're a good man. And the most important thing, you are different with other girls, they always stay away if I have a deck. But you, I can accept what I lack if well I see you just merely pity. But I'm happy. And I hope we can continue this kind of friendship "said anazmi breathe" already well, I'm back. "Close. Then leave.
Apparently he only thinks I'm a best friend. Well good anyway, But why I started to feel comfortable when I was around him, the burden of trouble I lost was made laughing through his stupid behavior. Duh why am I so baper? Is it possible that anazmi has given a comfort in my heart? Either way, right now I'm starting to admire a guy named Anazmi.
In the evening I was always scribbled in diary. I do not do it, I feel more like lying on the bed. And now it's 12 o'clock night, I still can not sleep. My mind is in one name: anazmi. He managed to make me smile his own smile as I pictured his silly behavior when again alone with me. ah, that guy why now I keep thinking. What is wrong with me? Am I in love with Anazmi? However, according to this week's horoscope my asamar is easy to fall in love, and what is Anazmi's answer? ..I did meet with Anazmi, often met when he played home with Uje.
Uje is my friend as well as temen him too, I know Anazmi from Uje. But there was no feeling at that moment. I do not like Anazmi at all. Glancing at him too lazy. But today, the forecast implies that I am in love with Anazmi. That means om gemini need to be questioned?
The next day. I felt something was missing. All day Anazmi did not give any news, as lost in the earth. What do I hope? Is it possible that I've made this heart like the man of the item, ugly and short? The thought of me asking me questions. where is the anazmi? I was getting nervous because of him.
Until the night back again meet. Anazmi still did not send any messages or phone calls from him. I also decided to contact him alone, When the phone I was appointed. A girl's voice answered the call. Who is he? What's his girlfriend?
"Hello" he said.
"Yes. Uh, Anazminya no? This is Zahra's friend? "
"Oh. Sorry, anazmi. This morning he died "
I was surprised to hear her answer. He says Anazmi is dead, I do not immediately believe. As far as I know yesterday Anazmi was fine. She looks so healthy and cheerful. The girl then told, if Anazmi had not been sick before, the death was suddenly. I sat down on the edge of the bed, switched off the phone and stared intently at the window where the curtain was still open.
"Anazmi is dead" I said quietly.
I got to tears after knowing Anazmi was gone. I can not imagine now being left forever by him. I am so sad that day I will no longer see Anazmi. I will feel so lost a good friend, always caring and caring so much about my life like Anazmi. Though just yesterday I met him, dianterin home by him, chatted briefly with him. And now there's news she's dead. I could not hold back tears, deeply mourning Anazmi's departure. The only man who can make me feel comfortable, can understand my situation and always make my day cheerful because of him.
Thought, yesterday Anazmi once told me that he had dreamed of being visited by a bearded grandfather to meet me. The dream was probably a message and Anazmi already had a premonition about his death. And before he dies, he wants to meet the person he cares about, that is me.
The death is indeed who knows? Only God knows. We as human beings are nothing in the eyes of the creator.
One message I want to convey. Keep those who love us, do not let him be disappointed due to our actions, or we ignore its existence. Because of the presence of the person if he is no longer breathing again, one day as bad as any good memories with him we will surely miss. Every meeting there must be a separation, and a sad parting is death. Goodbye Anazmi !!
