It's Not Sleep That Makes Me Dream, But You
Chapter 57: Riyan And Childhood Friends (The Story of Junior High School)

In the past, when I was still in SD, I was kind of pretty ostracized and didn't have a lot of guy friends.

Because of the father's work that often moved, I often moved and automatically moved schools as well. There were about six times I moved schools. It makes me quite difficult to have a familiar friend, just know a year-two years I have to move and slowly forget the school that used to be one school. 

        But not everything I do is lupain. I still remember one name. When I was in 3rd grade, I moved school from the city of tomatoes, to the city of Pepper. There I have a play, her name is Princess. I don't know why I always made it easier to be friends with girls than with boys. 

        Princess is my right neighbor lives in Pepper City, our house is next door. His mother was a doctor, or a midwife, I forgot. Because his mother was busy taking care of sick people in the health center, the Princess was often entrusted to my home every time I went home from school and would only return home after her mother finished work. 

        Because often very much in the home, Putri so the only friend I had at that time. Every time we go to school, we study together in the living room. He taught me math and I taught him how to kayang without feeling pain in the back. 

        I spend almost every day with my daughter. Sometimes we play bicycle muter-muter yard that is next to the house until the afternoon, play house-housing, cooking and various other girls games. We even took a nap together. In the past, at the age of us who are still around 8 years, sleeping together is still normal, just fine, I can not imagine how strange it would be if we did that activity at the age we are now 16 years old. 

        But sometimes I also like to play the Princess alone, jumping and jumping while singing alone. I am still an age of children have begun to like not caring for others, prefer to sleep alone, imagine about anything in a quiet place. Sometimes when alone I also miss the same friends I have in Tomato City. 

        The favorite game that we often play at that time is playing house. How to play it is quite easy, we simply assume that we are a couple who are busy taking care of the house. Coincidentally beside my house there used to be a fairly large tree of longan, under the tree of shady longan that our imaginary house is located. 

        When playing the houses Princess sometimes like to cook for me, the ingredients consist of sand, pager taneman leaves mashed with bricks that have been in ancurin, he said, complete with a sprinkling of small pebbles on it, which if eaten will actually make me squirm past pieces in black and white, then see a bright white light. By eating boongan cuisine made by the Princess, I might be able to immediately nyampe in the afterlife. 

        Although always playing together, filling the time home from school with fun games, the Princess also once snooped to me. 

        One day after school, we studied together in the living room of my house as usual. That time my daughter mamerin her new pencil to me. 

        “Nih, look, I have a new pencil, good tau’” He said, while bending his elastic pencil. At that time, elastic pencils were again trend-trend. 

        “Oh, nice dong.” Answer I don't care so much. 

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        We are serious about PR. In the midst of my seriousness with PR, the pencil I wear is broken because I press it down too much. 

        The princess was just a whimper, indicating that she did not have one. 

        “Nih use my pencil aja” Princess minjemin elastic pencil to me. He took out a regular wooden pencil from his bag and continued to work on PR. 

        Nulis using an elastic pencil turned out to be difficult to ask for forgiveness. I'm really troubled, every time I write the pencil curved continuously. Because the pencil is curved continuously if I use the nulis, I also bend the pencil until the size of the hand grip so as not to curve again. Damn, the elastic pencil had the Princess broke up into two parts because I was too maxain bend the pencil. 

        “Yah... break up!” I muttered. 

        Knowing that, the Princess who was busy working on PR suddenly stopped writing, then squirming at her broken pencil in my hand. 

        “Sorry yes.” I said while looking down. 

        Silent for a while, suddenly the Princess immediately cried. I was confused not knowing what to do. In her tears, the Princess said loudly. “If it's big I don't want to marry you!!” then immediately clean up his school equipment, then get out of my house while crying. While I was at a loss, I could only stare at the broken elastic pencil in my hand with regret. 

        It doesn't take long for us to get better. Tomorrow, we get along and play together as usual. How easily we children forget our mistakes. However, a few weeks later I had to change schools to Tomato City again. Since I moved, I never saw Princess again. 

        years later. On the eve of Lebaran in 2020 my family visited the city of Pepper, to the place of one of the neighbors who used to be very familiar, dear. Before, I have been there a lot of times, but I never want to come, do not like to walk. 

        I feel nostalgic to meet the most familiar neighbors of the time in the City of Pepper first. When the family is busy chatting, I ask permission to go out. Suddenly my childhood, Princess. 

        Since moving to Tomato City again, I have never heard of Princess at all. I also forgot about him, just wanted fitting the malem. Curiosity makes me want to meet him. After a few years, what kind of person did he become? While walking, I wondered. 

        Memories of the past seem to reappear when I pass through the house that my family once occupied. The house is now occupied by someone else. Nothing has changed from that house, it's still the same as it used to be. I seemed to be squirming the shadow of my childhood with the Princess in the house. I smiled at the tree next to the house, the tree had grown much bigger than it used to be. 

        When I nyampe in front of the Princess' house, the susan is very quiet. The lights are all dead, dark. The door was tightly closed, silent.  House's empty. 

        After finding the info here and there, nanya temen who used to be a school, it turns out the Princess has long moved from that house. He moved out when he graduated Elementary, it's been a long time. I also failed to meet one of the best friends ever present in life.