Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Love Alone

An aircraft has just landed at the international airport in Indonesia. Takes a woman who runs away from her late love to realize it. To make his love clap one hand. It was Camelia Rahma. A veiled woman who makes her au.

He stepped on his feet towards the bus that would take him inside the airport. Before getting into the bus, he stretched his hand out. Trying to feel the air of Indonesia that he had not felt for a long time.

He did not care for the people who looked at him in wonder, because at this moment, he was very happy apart from. Finally, after a long time he could also return to his country of birth.

"Hello Indonesia, I have come" he said in his heart, displaying a smile as wide as possible.

Sure enough, he had long since left this country of his birth. This time, however, he will stay here. Starting his new life again despite his presence again, can make him remember Love alone.

From inside the airport he pushed a trolley carrying his belongings towards a car he had ordered earlier. He was looking for a car online that had been ordered. While paying attention to the license plate of the car, occasionally he noticed his phone that at any time there was a notification. Until a voice from the side surprised him.

"Sorry, Miss Camelia Rahma?" ask a father who Camelia thought was about to enter the head of six.

"Yes sir, I'm Camelia Rahma."

"My car is there Ma'am, come," the father asked.

But just a few steps, the father stopped his footsteps because the Father wanted to go to the toilet first. Camelia was only able to nod her head, before continuing her footsteps towards the black car.

Arriving there, Camelia also chose to lift her own suitcases to put them in the trunk. He also did not feel good to have the driver who had passed half a century, lifting his luggage. Although still paying, he did not want to arbitrarily to the old man.

He put his suitcase and bag in his trunk. Until the largest suitcase, he chose to stop for a moment, wiping the sweat that had been lodged in his eel.

After a long stop, he put the suitcase back into the trunk, but nil. Despite having tried it several times, he still could not enter it.

"Need help?" ask a man in a white hat who is right behind him.

Camelia turned to look at the person who was willing to help her. He smiled and replied, "Yes, please help me, this suitcase only, others I can alone."

The man in the white hat just nodded his head slowly and began to put Camelia's suitcase in the trunk. Camelia did not say a word, The man in the hat left Camelia alone. Camelia who was conscious, ran towards him. Of course he wanted to thank her.

"Eh, hey wait ..," cried Camelia made the man stop his footsteps and turned to look at Camelia.

"Thank you for helping me. Sometime if we meet again I'll buy you a meal" Camelia continued.

It appears that the man raised his hand to show that he was one with Camelia's proposal.

"Well, thank you, yes" said Camelia again before returning to her place.

After all the goods had entered when the driver's father arrived in his car. Feeling bad for this customer, the father apologized.

"Oh, sorry Ma'am. I was in a hurry."

"Papa sir, someone helped you too."

"Yes, Mother."

After that, the father was driving a car, bringing Camelia to a house that is fiber of parental affection. The journey he took from Turkey to Indonesia did take a long time and was very tiring. But, all of that was replaced when he met his parents who did not know the news of his return.

"Assalamualaikum Pa, Ma" said Camelia in front of the entrance to her house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Sweetheart! O Allah. Camelia, you're coming, son. Why don't you tell Mama and Papa if you want to come. Tau like this we will pick you up, son. "said Mama Lia forward hugging this girl.

"It's Ma's surprise" Camelia said, alternately hugging her parents who had given her everything she wanted.

"Thank you for coming back, dear" Papa Carel said as she hugged the princess.

"Let's go in first" said Mama Lia.

"Ma, Cam stuff?"

"Oh my God, Mama forgot, son."

Papa and Mama also helped bring Camelia's luggage to the family room. There, Camelia gave her gifts to Mama and Papa.

"Pa, Mama. If so, Cam went to the room first" said Camelia

"Yes dear. Rest you must be tired," said Mama Lia.

"Let Papa help you get your suitcase, son."

"Yes Pa."

Finally Camelia and Papa Carel went to the room on the second floor. When he opened the door to his room, it was as if a few years ago made him again miss the moments he and someone he tried to forget together.

"Hus what the hell!" batin while throwing away that bitter past

"Papa keep it here, son."

As soon as Camelia turned back, she did not realize that Papa was nearby.

Papa's exit from the room, Camelia began to clean all her luggage. Put his clothes in the closet and other items he arranged on the table near his closet.

Finished cleaning all his goods, last he cleaned up his empty suitcases. He kept his suitcases in a closet. Until the last suitcase he wanted to keep, a diary that holds memories 11 years ago just fell in front of him.

"It turns out you're here apparently. It's worth me looking around not to meet," Camelia said as she picked up her diary.

Out of nowhere, suddenly his tiredness was slightly reduced. Though his plan, he wanted to immediately rest this tired body.

He also quickly cleaned up other things. After that, he chose to make hot chocolate and took some snacks to take him to the porch of his room while rereading his diary which he thought had been lost.

Feeling quite comfortable with his position, he also began reading his diary where his story in high school began 11 years ago. As if reading the book, he was drawn into it. Re-examine the recorded story.

Flashback 11 years ago

At that time Camelia began to enter SMA 19 Bandung and underwent a new student orientation period.

Well, he was a new student at high school. But because of his carelessness, he even made it late to enter the first day of the preaching. Even though he was delivered by Papa, he was still late. Seeing the gate that had been closed tightly, making him only able to beg the school security to open the gate for him.

"Sir, open the door dong, please sir," said Camelia with both hands clenched in the chest. 

"Sorry neng can't be atuh, eneng mah already late fifteen minutes. It also lets it come past the time that has been tolerated," said the security guard

"It's not even half an hour, yes. My father will treat me. Yes, sir," persuaded Camelia to be allowed in.

"Sorry neng, I don't have a name called bribe. Sorry about neng,"

"Eh, this is not a bribe sir but a sign of gratitude I'm the same father, because the father has been good with Cam," said Camelia actually.

"Smoke, the same goal is the invitation to be allowed to enter. Just don't neng."

As Camelia began to give in to the situation, a man seemed to be casually walking towards her.

"It's so relaxing, I'm running around here" said Camelia.

"Sir open the door dong, I want to go in," said the man in a white-gray uniform casually.

"Huh, I didn't listen wrong? relax this guy, I was rejected! Was his father one of the school's donors?" inner Camelia while looking at the man who had been in front of her.

"Sorry den, aden can't come in. Aden-kan is just as late as this wooch, too" explained the security guard.

"Yes sir, if you are allowed to enter, please call me at the posts sir. I'm tired of walking, just gonna take a little break."

"Eh, there's no dizziness. Huff apes-apes," Inner Camelia saw the man had gone to the posts in front of her school gate.

Camellia did not give up. He still faithfully stood in front of the fence, hoping that the school security guard would open the door for him.

"Eh, you!" call the guy.

"Me?" camelia asked as she pointed to herself.

"Yes who else are you. Are you not tired of standing there, especially with this scorching sun, here sitting near me. Wait till the gate opens."

Feeling her legs tingling, Camelia finally chose to go nearby and sit not far from him.

"Include my name is Abraham Fauzi, the future idol of this school. Oh yes, you can call me Abra" said the man named Abra as he extended his hand to Camelia, intending to shake hands with each other.

"I'm Camelia Rahma. Just call Camelia," Camelia replied as she shook Abra's hand.

"Em ... nice name, but how impressed you .. sorry, tomboy," said Abra giggled amused herself.

"You are bad! Why is it that I'm a tomboy trouble for you?" challenge Camelia did not like this thick-browed man.

"Neither, sorry. Want no friends with me," said Abra trying to improve the situation.

"Just keep your best friend to the others" said Camelia snorted annoyedly as she returned to her place at the school gate.

"Cowok is the idol of the future, the most messed up guy in school, too" Camelia grumbled in an almost inaudible voice.

...Tbc .......

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