Misty Love Longs
You're Closer to Me Away

I can't escape. Because this is my path. I passed the twists and turns of this life with a smile. I'm wobbly but I'm trying to support this leg. I am strong, God.

The next day nothing strange happened. No more snide looks. I heard no more rumors about me. Thank God I speak in my heart. Apparently the storm has passed.

As I walked down the classroom.

"Door"

Someone patted my shoulder. Spontaneously I clap that hand with the basic silat technique I learned. I studied at school and at home. Because my father was a former member of pencak silat. If not how dare I go to the city.

" Auuu. " Squeak Dina. While rubbing the hands I clap

"Sorry Ay. Who do I think. "

"You can silat Mil. "

"It could be a little"

" I was worried about you Mil. Now I don't think about you anymore. Oy. Yesterday why don't you hold hands with Grandma Lampir...?

"Why yes...? Already ah. Lazy talk about him.

" I think you want to clear up. Dina pressed her lips forward a sign that she was upset again

"Emmmm mornin2 dah manyun tu lips. Soon far away the new soul knows.

" Mil Emmm. Can't I give you nope as well as Angga. She feels guilty about you...?

"Why feel guilty. Is he not wrong.?

" Bole no. ?

"Why must mintak permission. Can he just take it with you.?

" Say he's not polite..!

"Bole don't love..?

Because I didn't answer her question Dina finally shut up.

Today is so crowded the task of the lecturer.the last course was completed through Ashar. I saw Angga's brother standing in the parking lot leaning on his bike. He saw me and called out to him.

" Miles... Mila's.

I didn't bully him. He was chasing me too. And hold my hand. I stopped too.

"Miles. Why avoid..?

" I'm not avoiding you..

"I sent ya..

" no need brother.

"Plissssssss..

" sorry brother. I'm tired today"

Brother Angga also let go of my wrist. I also passed away.

I often cross paths with Angga's sister. I just smiled while looking down. I couldn't look at her because her gaze was my weakness. I don't want to bother with him. I want to focus on my college. Let time flow as it is.

*******

I spent months with that attitude. I know he's trying to get close. When I met I often left Dina with Angga's sister. I don't want this feeling to be too deep. I often busy myself with college assignments so that he is not present in my heart. Without me noticing. The more I avoid the stronger the sense I have.

I often ask in prayer. "Yes Allah. Eliminate this taste for her. We are like heaven and earth. It can't be united. " The more I pray. The deeper this taste.

******

Semester holidays are coming.

"Miles. Where are you going on this holiday..?

" I think I went home.! I miss my family there..

"It wasn't long for the holidays. Well, I'm so lonely, there's no you.

" I'll just be there for a minute.

"Yes.

" Oya Mil's. No. Night at my house. My mom made a birthday party. Your message must come.

"It's okay."

" Nnt the night I picked you up. Emmm gini is. Nnt go home campus I to kos you nnt we go home together. There are no more college assignments.

"Emmmm well the princess.

I finally decided to stay at Dina's. After preparing my needs. We went to Dina's house and I did not forget to buy gifts for Dina's mother.

Me and Dina's family are already familiar because I often go to her house. Said her mother. Since Dina's been friends with me. He became more diligent in studying. Thank God in my heart I said. Means I brought something positive in Dina's life.

We finally reached Dina's residence. I was warmly welcomed by my family.

After a short break I helped out in the kitchen.

"What cooking bik. "

" It's non-cooked meat rendang, chicken soup and non fried shrimp.

"I help you bik.

"Don't bother bik. Instead of sleeping continuously, pegel bi.

"The spice rendang already prepared bik.

" Not yet.

I finally prepared the rendang.

"Wah non Mila is good at racik seasoning rendangnya. "

" Not bi either. I often help my mom in the kitchen.

"Emang mother non Mila what work..?

" Mom IRT bik. But often help cook in the place of ketring in the village bi...

"Ooo pantesan.

" Lohs. Mila kok in the kitchen. ..?

"That's madam.

" I don't know what a aunt is. Look make this again cook already Mila help you.

" Mmmm. Try Dina diligently...

"Emmmm bandingin truss... Emg mom's son Dina what is Mila anyway...?

" Two2 children. Mommy." While kissing Mila's forehead

"Yes, my mom went to the room.

" Dah ma's..

"Udah cook yes.

" Well, is..?

"That's a hell of a bitch. Emmm fragrant x. So laper.

" Yes non this non Mila ne cuisine.

"Vow Mile. It's not wrong to look for a friend. Been clever. Well-favoured. Good at cooking again... Wah the ideal wife...

" Aminnnn

"No exclamation ah.

" Assalamu'alaikum "

"Vaalaikumsa-la-m.

I was stunned when the lecturer of the person I missed so much was present in front of me. My heart says I miss you. But this body rejected him.

I'm sober. I continued the cooking show. As if I'm okay.

" Where sir... Very quickly came her..!

" this nitipin mami he said needs to be prepared early.

"Wau cake made by aunt Nita. It must be delicious. Aunt Nita is the best when it comes to baking.

" You exist - there's Ay.

"Hi Miles. Been long...

" Now from earlier. " I answered while stirring the rendang I made. Without daring to look at him.

"Miles. I want the rendang taste.

" Yes, take a spoon with a plate.

"Directly comot a bole.

" Pamalik tau's.

I put a piece of meat on a plate that Dina took.

"Wahhhh very good Mila cuisine. Try the taste of brother. "

Angga. His eyes are staring at me.

"Look for a long time. Fall in love again.

I froze. Is it possible that Angga's sister fell in love with an innocent girl like me. We are so different from where the family wants to accept a village girl like me. I'm ingrained.

Thank God rendang is cooked. Sop is too. There are no fried shrimp

"Non Mila take a break. Let aunt continue."

" Yes, it's bi. Sorry yeah.

"No pa2 non. Thanks for helping auntie cook.

I went back to Dina's room for a short break. It is heavy if you have to hold it. I admit I fell in love with him. But I realize who I am... I don't want to add to the wounds in my heart. There are too many obstacles to face.

What will happen to Mila..?

Will Angga and Mil unite...?