
After my crying began to subside, I tried to control myself. Ms. Ekha helped remove the tears that fell on my cheeks.
"Mom... May I have the address? I-I want to apologize ma'am... I made a very big mistake. Please ma'am, please give me the address..."
I returned to crib. Bu Ekha seemed to think and weigh. After seeing my condition several times, he finally opened the data on his computer and searched Alex's home address.
"Do your best, Khansa. He's a very good boy. You are also a very good boy. You two are good kids. You have to keep your friendship together. If you apologize sincerely, he will definitely forgive you. Hope your relationship is good again." Miss Ekha wrote Alex's address on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I kissed Bu Ekha's hands back and forth and hugged her body.
"Thank you very much, ma'am... Thank ye... I won't forget Mom's kindness, thank you Mom."
"Yes, yeah... There's an apology to your best friend. And once your problems are over, don't forget to re-list."
"Yes, thank you very much, ma'am."
I ran out of BK's room and onto my bike. I looked at the address that Ms. Ekha gave me. Alex lives in the elite housing in my town. The neighborhood is about 4 km from where I am now.
I ride my bike with passion. I can't wait to meet Alex. I wanted to apologize and thank him. If necessary I will kneel to him to express all my regrets.
After nearly half an hour of cycling, I finally entered the area. It's hard enough to enter the area. I had to make sure I wasn't a bully but Alex's schoolmate (by showing the student card), so the security guards let me in and drove me to Alex's house.
Alex's house is in the front row. Stand up grandly and handsomely. The house is the largest among others, it looks like the owner of the house deliberately took some of the house plots. I don't know how big it is, I can only swallow.
Seeing Alex's luxurious home made me crinkle. I became less and less confident. So looks our difference. How lucky is the Poor to have such a kind friend of the Rich? And the poor wasted it.
I gathered all my courage and pressed the doorbell. A short while later a simple looking middle-aged woman opened the door.
"Nduk sopo golek?" (Who's looking for you?)
"My-my friend Alex Mbah. Is Alex there?"
"Oah, Den's friend Alex anyway... Den Alexnya just left Nduk."
"Where to go if you know Mbah?"
"It looks like an airport. Mrs Besar said, Den Alex wants to study in Jakarta. Den Alex just left with Non Diana..."
Ahh, my head turned again. This information is too sudden for me. My head's dizzy...
"Sir, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman had suddenly already restrained my body, it seemed like I was about to fall.
"Y-yes, I'm fine Mbah..." Worried about me, the woman gave me some water to drink.
I tried to pry around Alex's departure time and match the local clock. Alex is leaving in an hour!
I decided to go to the airport which was almost 20 km away. When the speed is normal, maybe only an hour and a half I can get there. I had to pedal my bike quickly, so I could get to the airport on time.
I drove my bike fast. I have to catch up with time. I have to apologize and thank Alex. I must not let this farewell leave a long wound for both of us.
The sweat and tears mixed into one. I don't care if my legs are getting tired and need rest. I just keep paddling and pedaling.
After almost an hour of more spurring, I finally saw the airport. My legs are getting paddling, wanting to get there soon and meet Alex.
The airport in my town is small. The airport was built by the local government. That is why the flight schedule is still limited, and also the limited facilities.
Consists of a simple main building with enough parking to accommodate about 50 cars.
The distance from my city to Surabaya is only taken in less than 30 minutes when using a plane.
For the lower middle class many who choose the mode of land transportation if you want to visit the provincial capital, Surabaya. But not for the upper middle class, they choose air transportation because it is considered more time efficiency.
I parked my bike in the airport parking lot and ran to the main building. I'm heading to the departure gate (Departures). There I was stopped by the security on duty.
"Please Deck ticket."
"Eh, um... I-I want to meet my friend Sir... Just a moment..."
"Cannot enter without a Deck ticket. Please just wait here. If it's important, call your friend and have him come here."
"But I don't have a cell phone Sir... Let me in, sir? Just sec... Please Sir..." I began to pry while watching the clock on the wall.
If you look at the time, Alex's plane should have left. But in the schedule listed, departure from my city to Surabaya experienced a delay for half an hour. That means Alex is still in the building.
"Can't Deck. I cannot violate SOP (Standard Operating Procedure). Without a ticket, Adek can't come in." Security answered firmly.
My body is trembling. I'm confused and confused. I leaned my body to look inside the departure room.
And... I saw!!
The guy was playing a cell phone. At first Alex was sitting down, but as soon as he heard the announcement he immediately stood up and began to walk slowly beside the beautiful girl who was none other than Diana.
"ALEX!!! ALEX!! ALEX!!"
Unknowingly I shouted. Cheesy tears began to wet my cheeks. I hope Alex can hear my voice in the middle of the announcement of the plane's departure.
"Dec, don't cause trouble." Security officers warned me.
"That's my friend sir. Let me call him Sir..."
"ALEX!! ALEX!! I'm Khansa!! ALEX!!" I came back screaming.
It wasn't Alex who noticed my screams, it was Diana. The woman turned her head and our eyes met immediately. The radiance of surprise, confusion, fear, annoyance and anger becomes one.
"ALEX!! ALEX!!"
I kept screaming. I wish Alex would hear my voice. Alex almost turned his head, but a moment later his arm was pulled by Diana and he was taken away. Diana walked very quickly, so inevitably Alex followed her as well.
I'm so desperate. I'm really desperate. Alex won't realize where I am. Alex won't know that I'm sorry for what I did and apologize to him.
"ALEX!! ALEX!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!! I'M REALLY SORRY!!"
I keep screaming. Security had already restrained my body, telling me to be quiet and not make a fuss. But I can't help myself.
Alex's figure grew farther and farther, but Alex never heard my voice. I'm getting shaky. I'm gonna miss the chance. My mind is starting to get so bad.
As the figure slowly began to disappear from sight, I shouted back.
"ALEX!!! I LIKE YOU!! I LIKE YOU!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!! ALEX!! I'M SORRY!! Huuu..."
I was crying hard. My body is boneless. Falling to the floor by itself. I hugged my own body while crying and crying.
"Alexes... Alex... I regret... Alex... I liked... I like You... Huu... Huuu... Huuu..." I was crying and crying. I don't pay attention to the looks of the people around me. I don't care anymore!
My first love was gone. My first love has run aground. We parted in hurt feelings.
Alex... I love you...
πHati Khansa for Alexπ
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SEASON 1 END'S
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Hellow-hellow π
Yeay, finally ended also the story of Alex & Khansa Season 1 yes π. With Season 1 coming to an end, their teenage years are coming to an end. π
A little answer to the question :
Q: Thor actually how did Alex feel to Khansa?
A : Only Alex knows π
Q: Thor, occasionally create POV (Point of View/viewing angle) from Alex dong's side.
A : This AHF novel uses Khansa's POV entirely, using a first-person perspective instead of Author's POV. For POV Alex maybe later I write at the end of the story. There I will tell you how Alex really felt from start to finish. So for now, please readers second-guess themselves about Alex's feelings, nature, character, and personality.
Season 2 will offer an update of 1 eps/day. Why only 1 eps? Because I do not have eps savings, so it is not possible to be able to updet more than that. But if there is a savings episode, do not rule out the possibility of being able to updet more than 1 eps π
Enough so many announcements, look forward to the adult version of AlKhans story in Season 2 yes, thank you ππ€
~ErKa~