FREDELLA STORIES
JUDAIC MEMORIES

It doesn't seem like time is going so fast, tomorrow is the day that Della and Bian will make a vow that will bind them not just in front of humans but in front of God.

In such a short period of time after the engagement was held, both Bian and Della were steady to live the next life together. Although it was inevitable that doubt was still clearly there.

Della is currently in the room she used to live in before returning to her house, a place that pretty much keeps memories between her and the past, he said,  Della just did not want to fore there is a misunderstanding between herself and Bian, so today Della decided to keep all the valuables to a hidden place.

While putting some items in the box, Della chuckles lightly to remember the memories of each object, starting from the dolls they get when playing at the night market, then the bando that used to be Della was very fond of and also became the object that he used to prank the former, considering that Della became smiling herself, and crying simultaneously, she said, do not want to dissolve in sadness Della turned to the last item, a frame that shows himself and the past, the past, Della remembers the photo was taken while they were truant and chose to go on a date to a lake. Della's memory docked a few years ago.

Flashbacks

This afternoon the weather was hot, Della and also Yuda who basically did not obey the rules despite being the pride of the school was found to be truant and cool eating in the cafeteria.

Bimo as a teacher BK know their actions and punish the two creatures clean the park behind the school, instead of thinking they have other plans.

"Stupid want?". Ask the young man by cleaning the girl's sweat. The young man had already thrown away the cleaning tool that had been in his hands.

"Hmm, let's go sometimes too". Sahut the woman threw away the upset broom that had been held earlier.

"Relope". The young man pulled the girl's hand towards the wall that was not too high in front of them, for the affairs of the bag he had left to his other friend.

"Can you?". The young man looked at his girl with a gentle look, getting a nod from the young girl now helping her to get younger to outside the school grounds.

Once it felt safe, the young man did the same, climbed the wall and landed safely.

"Is there a wound?". Ask again attention while researching the appearance of his lover, fearing there are blisters or wounds.

"No Jud, all safe, you too, right?". The woman asked back, while researching the appearance of her boyfriend who always stunning, neat clothes even if not inserted, a tie that is out of nowhere and also the disheveled hair that makes it even more cool.

"Father, honey, as long as you're good I'll be fine". The young man stroked the woman's hair gently. It made her unable to hide the red hue on her cheek. The shadow of who does not melt if treated so gently.

Yuda Argantara names the young man, a lover who has been with Fredella Dirgantara for a long time, the one who bears witness to how injured her girl was, the one who reached out his hand the first time when Della fell, the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was injured, and the one who gave all the love and attention that Della had dreamed of. Della was always alone so that later this person would also be the one who was still around Della when she closed her eyes for good. It's hard to explain, but one thing's for sure Della doesn't know what her life would be like if she didn't meet this guy.

"Hey are you ok?". Yuda asked when he saw Della who was daydreaming, now they were in a taxi, heading to one of their report cardrooms to spend time without anyone knowing.

"Okay, we're going to the lake, aren't we?". Instead, Della did not want Yuda to ask what she was thinking.

"Yes, it's okay, right?". Yuda asked with heart, afraid that Della would not like it, but how else would they have to hide their relationship, the reason is definitely because many people who do not like and also according to them their relationship let be the privacy of both of them, anyway who live also them.

"Casual, I'm from the same origin as you ayok aja" Reply Della with a ignorant tone, intending to tease this lover.

"Shy". Judah chuckled softly.

"That's great, never get tired of coming here". Breaking Della when there was silence, he still focused his gaze on the lake that was still so original, not touched by human hands, the cool air also added to the naturalness of this place.

"It's so beautiful". Judah said, but his eyes looked at the woman next to him with a gaze so deep, to be honest according to Yuda this place is indeed so beautiful, but Della is much more beautiful, behind the wounds that God gave it was stored so great beauty in this girl.

Feeling that Della's gaze shifted her gaze and looked to the side, her eyes met with Yuda who was also looking at her, she smiled sweetly, observing the beautiful sculpture in front of her, do not want to be too long washed away in this atmosphere Della first turned her face forward to look back at the lake.

According to Della sometimes when we are falling or falling down it is good we go to a quiet place, contemplate and also try to find a solution, there are times we do not need to tell anyone, he said, we just need to sit down and try to talk to ourselves, there are also times when we need to go to a place where no one knows us, or just go on a bike and go around the streets alone, trying to test yourself how capable it is not to depend on others, or maybe trying to live a habitual life on your own.

"When I go, you'll be fine, won't By?". Judah did not know why he asked that, but clearly the question just came out of his mouth.

"Son, when you choose to go, maybe my body will be fine, but my heart and soul may also be with you". Reply Della quickly. True she was not even a virgin thinking how her daily life without the figure of Judah, just asking her she did not dare especially if it was until it happened.

"You didn't mean to leave me, did you?". Della asked in full investigation, even if Yuda did have the intention, Della promised to cancel the intention no matter how.

"No, but we don't know what's going to happen next -". Judah paused his sentence, shifting his seat closer to Della, comfortably resting his head on Della's tiny shoulder.

"But if I go first, amit amit called God first, I just want you to continue your life, find another happiness, pursue what you want to pursue, I just want to pursue, and also do not ever think to follow me, just please happy yourself, because as you know happy a Yuda Argantara is the happiness of Fredella Dirgantara, and do not forget me too". Continues Yuda, somehow his feelings are not calm, and if you ask if Yuda loves Della so much, then the answer is yes, even more than himself.

"I don't know why, but one thing you should know, when you choose to leave means I'll come with you too, or maybe I'll follow you shortly after, then, remember Jud, you helped me stand up and it wasn't a small thing". Reply Della after Yuda finished his words, Della's hand gently stroked the hair of Judah's, making the man close his eyes.

Quietly long enough, Della pulled out her fancy phone, and invited Yuda to take a break, adding to her personal album.

"The smile dong". Upset Della when from now on Yuda only showed her flat face, basically Yuda is not too fond of photos, but for the idol of the heart what is not .

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"This is good". Della stared at the shots that showed the two smiling sweetly at the camera with Yuda embracing Della from behind, and Della looking at Yuda with a sweet smile, what a happy teenage romance, today increased one more memory between Yuda and Della, which made them remember her later in life, either with a smile or even crying.

Flashback.

Della laughed and cried remembering the memories, her chest felt so tight, as if her heart was being pierced by thousands of needles, sick and Della did not know what to react to.

Not wanting to dissolve in his memories, Della stared once again at the portrait, rubbed his beautiful face with the high school uniform gently, then for the umpteenth time Della carried the portrait in her arms, you know what it feels like when the person who extends his hand to you goes away for good, it hurts as much as we lose the person we always wanted to be around us.

With tears still dripping, Della put the picture frame on the box that has many other memories. Della stacked the photo again with a large book that closed all of it, until at a glance it was like a bunch of old books.

"Thank you Jud, and you know it still feels the same, crowded".