Child Marriage SMK
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Friday and Saturday are obsolete. I can't wait for this afternoon. It was a Sunday I had been waiting for.

"But Mah, would Alena not be able to go alone?"

Radit asked Mamah.

"No need to worry, there Alena also has friends. He'll take care of her."

Papah answered with his wife.

"Yuk Mah."

Take me who just came down the stairs.

Radit looked at me with a lethargic look, ka Ell just smiled thinly, while papah and mamah welcomed me with pleasure.

"We're leaving, you're all right here."

Pamit mamah was nodding at ka Ell, because Radit was just busy watching me.

"Alena go ka."

I pounced on Ell, I don't know. I feel hard to get away from him. I should have told Radit, but I did.

My parents and I left this apartment. Radit and Ka Ell were still standing watching the car getting further away.

When ka Ell was about to enter, he glanced at Radit who was still silent with his two arms in his pants pocket.

Without a second thought, ka Ell immediately left and left Radit in the courtyard alone.

"Why did he have to say goodbye to Ell? not on me?"

Radit murmured, who then chose to go inside because it was very hot outside.

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"Be careful. If you have not forgotten to tell us."

Mama said, when I just finished buying train tickets.

"Emm."

Answer me, in angguki mamah.

Mamah hugged me and stroked the butt of my head, then kissed the cheek of this cabi.

"here. Hugged papah first."

Papah stretches out both arms. With Haru I hugged her tightly.

"Don't be too comfortable there, remember you'll have a test soon."

"Yes-iya Alena knows."

Answer me sniffle, let go of Papah's embrace.

I left with my suitcase. With a brown t-shirt, and loose-fitting lepis trousers with clothes on and a camera around my neck I immediately entered the carriage. Mom and Dad waved their hands. I feel like I'm going far and long. Narrating.

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"Yogyakarta I'm coming."

I muttered, looking at the scenery that I had not seen for a long time from the window of the train that took me to Yogyakarta.

In the past, my parents and I often went to Yogyakarta. My mom loved the atmosphere of the city. So did me and Papah, but my grandmother forbade us to live in that city, the reason. I don't know either.

There, I had a friend. He's Giandra, a whiny and wayward boy. A lot of times the boy was crying for trivial things, and I always laughed at him. When I was going home to Cianjur, Giandra would cry in tears until his mother was overwhelmed to persuade him.

It's been a long time since I've met him. Sharing the news is not, because we do not have each other no WhatsApp. It's been almost five years since we met, how is it now? Has he grown into a tough and handsome man? I don't think hahaha.

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16.45

Not felt, the journey was finished. Maybe because I slept for a few hours.

I got out of the train and dashed around, looking for a vehicle I could ride in. Or maybe someone will pick me up here. But it doesn't feel possible. After all, Giandra didn't know I was coming here.

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I have come to a village that I long for so much, greeted by the aroma of rice fields and soothing tea gardens. I walked down the road beside it stranded in the fields of the inhabitants here.

I'm standing in the tares garden. Stretch out to two arms and close your eyes.

I breathe the air here, it makes me so relieved and fresh.

Mentari is getting faster. He was now behind the big mountain I was still staring at. Beautiful, dusk is truly amazing. And me, capturing that beauty in my camera.

Only here can I witness this kind of atmosphere, because in Cianjur I am always busy with useless things, to the point that I forget to enjoy my life.

"Indicate?"

Suddenly, I heard someone's voice. A voice familiar to me, a voice that has not greeted this ear for a long time.

I read a man standing next to me. White skin, sharp nose, tall body, with split hair with the length of the front is the same as the eyebrows.

I looked at his face, whose hair had now been made a mess by the wind, but made him look even more handsome.

"Why? Am I handsome?"

He said again, breaking my daydream.

"Giandraa"

Shouted me, hugged him. With a big smile, the man returned my embrace tightly. Maybe because we miss each other.

Dusk be a witness to our meeting again. I don't know how many times.

Then, Giandra invited me to leave immediately. He walked first with my suitcase, while his bike had been saved before he sent me to this place.

Quickly, I hurriedly took a picture of her before she came to her senses and found out.

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"Alena. Come on manganese together."

Said the mbok, knocking on the door of the room I stopped by.

Yes, I live in Giandra's house. Turns out papah and mama have told them about me. And told Giandra to pick me up at the station. However, when Giandra got there, I had already ridden an angkot first. And fortunately Giandra saw and quickly followed with his bike. Because the distance from the station to the village is not too far, only three to four minutes also arrived.

"Manganese mango, "

Said Mr. De, when I was sitting among them.

"Where's Giandra?"

I asked, finding the boy had not sat at the dinner table.

"Dikongkon Pak De tuku mosquito repellent."

The answer I immediately nodded. We started eating without waiting for Giandra.

With a makeshift side dish does not make my appetite down. Precisely when seeing so much lalapan, sambal and salted fish, my appetite even more became.

After eating, and then take care of it. The mbok and Mr. De went to the living room to continue sewing. Yeah, they're good tailors here.

And I, choose to wait for Giandra to come home on the porch of this stilt house.

"It's far away?"

Ask me, when Giandra has arrived at the front of the house. He just smiled and sat on the lawn.

He looked at me, and told me to sit next to him. Without thinking any more, I went straight to him.

"It feels like just yesterday we were still playing fireworks every night."

Giandra looked up at the sky with a smile that made his face look stunning.

"Yes, it makes you cry because the fireworks are gone."

Continue me.

"Haha."

We laugh together, imagining those times. It was fun, and it made me want to go back to that time.

Ganindra and I are silent now. Look at the sky filled with stars. The night wind was able to infiltrate my body, even though I was now wearing a sweater.

Even though Giandra who only uses plain shirts and shorts only looks not cold at all.