
The holidays are over, I'm currently up in class XI. I majored in languages because I really liked learning foreign languages.
While Devi majored in IPS, because she really likes Accounting and Business. It really symbolizes his personality.
Due to the class differences, we rarely met. Honestly, I miss him a lot. However, we still send messages through whatsapp.
My dear father bought me a new mobile phone to support my needs. Although actually I wonder where you get money to buy me this phone.
When I asked the answer is always the same that the phone is a gift from his good friend in the city, the activities of the Father was still the same, back and forth out of town to meet his good friend, the, sometimes a week sometimes up to two weeks just come back home. I wonder what kind of farming they've been talking about for that long.
Every time I ask my mother about my father, it's not always the answer I get but the constant nagging. Really tiring. I finally decided to give up and stop investigating my own father.
During the holidays, my activities remain the same, which is to keep the grocery store, help Mom and sometimes also take care of myself. I can't believe the lotion given by my father a few months ago was very influential for my skin, my skin is no longer dull but brighter and softer. Absolutely magical.
Moreover, vitamin A is also given by the father is very beneficial for my eyes minus 0.25. Even now I no longer need to use glasses because of routine consumption of these vitamins.
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Today was my first day in XI class. It was great to have new friends too. I wore a beautiful hair ribbon from my father because my hair is now too long to be stroked.
New class, new friends but still Devi is my best friend, we still often go and go home to school together.
During this XI class I rarely saw Mas Ikau. I don't know where the class is now. The window seat was no longer mine because my friend also liked the spot so I relented.
***
A few months passed very quickly until the announcement that the Study Tour to Bali would be held, obviously at a very expensive cost to me.
I decided not to go with it even though in my heart very wanted but what power. I don't want to burden my parents who I don't burden even if they're already overburdened.
After all, that much money is not better used for other purposes than just for holidays wrapped in study tour.
***
Day H has arrived. I saw my friends take the school bus, including Devi. He waved his hand from the window of the bus.
"Anaaaa, I stay first yeah don't be naughty!! " he shouted, and all eyes looked at me, my God, he wasn't the one who was naughty all along.
"Yes Dev, have fun!!" I reply with a wave of hands too.
Feeling that there were no more activities at school I decided to go home.
***
Two days later the activities at school returned to normal, my friends looked very fresh after the holidays from Bali like a cellphone that had just been charged
They joked about the activities during the holidays, and I decided to be a good listener.
***
The break hour arrived. I decided to stay in the classroom, suddenly a soft voice that I remember very much appeared.
"Hi Ana, what are you doing?" said the boy who turned out to be Mas Ikau, this is like Deja Vu. I try to be as calm as possible. I'm not gonna let the stupid stuff that used to happen repeat itself.
"Ana, are you okay?" Mas Ikau said as he took a seat in front of me.
"Yes-yes Mas Ikau, what's wrong?" answer me still staggered. But I managed to control it.
We sit facing each other now, really facing each other. I wanted to see his face but I couldn't. Like there's a concrete stone hitting my nape right now that keeps me down.
Ikau looked at me in surprise, I could feel it without seeing his face.
"Ana, I have something for you hopefully you will accept it" said Mas Ikau as he thrust a red box at me.
The white hands were in front of my eyes now, completely in front of my eyes.I was still stunned, confused as to what to answer, before he finally really left my side.
"Ana, I'm going first, I hope you like this stuff" he said as he got up from his seat, maybe he got tired of thinking I didn't respond.
***
"Mas Ikau, thank you." The instant my lips said that word, as soon as he walked away.
"Just like Ana." He said from a distance. Oh, my God, he still hears me. For the first time I really looked at his face.
His smile made my stomach so tingly like there were thousands of butterflies tickling.
If only this wasn't in class I would have jumped for joy by now.
I still can't tell if that was real or a dream.
Soon I grabbed the red box and I looked carefully, it's real yes, it's very real my mind.
Slowly I opened the box, a gold rope surrounded the red box. Looks beautiful and elegant.
I opened it slowly and it contained a bracelet, a bracelet made of five different colors of rope, simple but beautiful .
I still don't understand why Mas Ikau gave this to me.
A moment later I saw my classmate come in, and sit on the bench next to me. He was wearing the same bracelet Ikau gave me earlier.
"Sarah, your bracelet is good" I tried to compliment her bracelet and wanted to see how my friend Sarah answered.
"Oh yes An, this is the name of a pancawarna bracelet. This is from Bali An, "said Sarah explained that the bracelet was purchased in Bali.
That means Mas Ikau gave this bracelet as souvenirs from Bali. Yes, of course , He must have followed the study tour to Bali yesterday, proof that he bought this for me.
Wouldn't it be easy for him to travel anywhere He would remember his status as a rich kid as Devi had said before.
But there was a little worry in my heart. Whether Mas Ikau bought this just for me one or indeed he bought this for all the students in the School.
Without me knowing it turns out almost all my classmates wear bracelets like this. It is not impossible if he shared by this typical Balinese to all school residents.
I'm too big a head, think of this as something special. But despite the various speculations in my brain at least today I was able to meet him and stare at his face clearly even if only briefly.
And as for this bracelet, hell if he just gives it to me or to someone else as well, it won't be a problem for me.
I'm gonna keep this little thing for good in my life.