My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
What was? (me and him)

"today's dress rehearsal for graduation tomorrow right?" widia asked.when Maryam, Asyila, Kania, Hanifah, Selly and others gathered in my room.

the story again look at me who is sick, but only a fever usual pain, but like that my friends, if anyone is sick it must be swift to look after each other and visit. ah,,,,, if you are,,, hearing Widia talk about her graduation I don't think I'm willing, because on the outside later I don't necessarily get as many friends and as good as here.

"yes later bada asar said ustadzah early" Selly who replied

"aduuhhh,, ko ana is not willing to let us graduate tomorrow" said Maryam with a sad facial expression

"ko is that Iam? should be seneng dong we can be at that stage" Widia responded

"not that, abis graduation later surely we will all return to our respective homes.no more gathering together, no more bathing ngantri while stretching together, no more tukeran shoes, no more, no more breakfast together. anyway all will feel different" Maryam said with eyes that began to glaze over

"well, Iam ana is so saddened by the anti-speaking" Kania who was next to Maryam hugged her with haru as well as me and the others were no less moved by teary eyes.

"already ah do not be sad later ana pain is not healed where tomorrow graduation again.which is clearly a scenario from God, this is the best destiny of God. yes, we want to be in class XII until old is not exciting school while carrying a stick"

I tried to dilute the atmosphere so that there was no such thing as sadness towards separation, and of course it worked, we started laughing on the sidelines of our chat that was originally a little melow.

"rest for a moment discussing the matter of graduation and separation. Now we turn first to discuss the issue of gossip that has not been widely circulated among the princess" said Selly with the spirit of four and five.

the habit of him likes to bring gossip that we do not know in this boarding school area

"what the hell?" said Hanifah as she shifted her seat closer to Selly

"you don't, said his well Agam yesterday abis nembak girls you know, even while ngedate everything again"

Deg

I who heard that suddenly recalled the incident at the jatos shopping place yesterday. 'what does Selly mean that Agam time is the same I well? but he knows where?' my heart suddenly tasted bad

" time anyway? isn't Agam the same Yumna?" now Widia is curious about the news brought by Selly

"don't know, it's just a rumor of the wind he said the Yumna who likes the same Agam but do not know deh. anyway, this is a rumor from a trusted person who was allowed to go out with Agam.he saw himself that Agam was a woman, as well as a woman, and he also slightly nguping fit Agam real love that in public even, so sweet right" Selly touch both cheeks with his hands

"ih, yes Allah is very gentle deh agam. it is already a handsome active romantic pinter organization again.try ana who became her woman, without thinking long ago you have accepted she is sure" Widia said again

"eh, but yes when ana same nurain out, Agam happened to look just as good again hanging out in the cafe. but no see no women tuh" Kania seemed to be trying to remember my time and she was allowed out

"maybe the woman has gone first" is now assyila who responded, but from then on she just silently listened

"maybe, but you know anti-clay is not nur? maybe again coincidentally to the toilet, who knows anti-meeting time is also anti in the toilet" Kania shifted his question to me

"well" I shrugged my shoulders with a horse for fear of a mispronunciation that could corner me

"his wealth is not, about her said the good she did not see her face was a woman because of her position behind her back"

"ohh, so this is from the good guy?" asked me suddenly in a loud tone, and everyone looked at me

"laahh, why nur? that angry rich guy?" ask Maryam who might feel weird about my tone

"yes, why nur?" now Ashila who followed asked me

"hehe, no, no, no papa" haduuhhh, almost because of the good one. But fortunately he did not see my face.

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after all disperse from my room, except the original inhabitants of my room of course. I re-lay my body on my small foam mattress. Because this body feels not really fit, I have not really fit, even though his fever had begun to subside.

"nur, isn't papa left here? ana just another dress rehearsal for tomorrow"

said Ashila who was ready to go to the boarding hall

"yes no papa, anti go to exercise anyway ana already want to be healthy ko"

"or do we call Ade class to keep anti-nur? anyways anti not want to go to the poststren anyway" Widia suggested

"do not need them again on a salary, not good. really no papa ko already want this healthy"

"yes, we go to the hall first well. anti-good here"

"it's late there"

"yes, we live here assalamualaikum"

I was in the room alone, confused also want to do. actually really want to join the dress rehearsal but just now was tense in fearing his pain I was even so instead of his recovery. I had to recede, because this is also for my good.rather than not participating in the graduation mending do not join the rehearsal.

after a moment of silence, I decided to just write in my pen book.it is a book that I used to write my poems.because it is actually my hobby, well even though I'm not good at writing hee poems

*for my heart which is in His grasp

I spent three years trying to find science here

there was nothing I expected but the science that I was blessed with and benefited from

when the time comes to step back

until one day,

the story seemed to attract me to be a character in her

I don't know where it started, I don't know myself

I once admired him, though,

because so many talk about how Sholeh and his smart he is

I always smile when I hear his name

but I know myself, what I am and whatever he is

until that call, the beginning of our story begins

at first I was happy, I was happy

but because his attitude is so cold and haughty

making my smile gradually fade away when I heard his name

one day, one day,

I found a piece of writing that described his heart

whether it was true or not, but obviously I was a fool

event after event I passed in this beautiful garden

my tears, my happiness, my,

I spilled all of it here because this is my home right now

including the events that I find most painful and embarrassing

maybe if it's unusual,

but not with here

because of that incident, my heart seemed cold to him

it was because the writing started that I had to face shameful punishment

I always blamed her, even when she apologized to me

the heart still blames him

until one day I felt different

her cold gaze, now turned warm

his indifferent attitude, now looks friendly

I don't know what's wrong with him? but that's why I asked myself

what's wrong with me*??