
time has shown at 16.00 wib. bell sign ended. today's learning has rung. all students out of class, now I'm the only one left in this class.
I was still sitting on the bench, putting my head on the table.
"why does it have to be like this." I said as I clenched my hands to the table. I did not feel my tears dripping. "what should I do.?????" I said once again.
apparently, Fia who left the class since earlier did not go straight home.fia was still standing at the door without my knowledge.
"Azzam...why do you have to do this anyway." I said in my heart.
I took my phone in my bag, I tried to call Azzam.
"the number you're going to cannot be reached." a voice came from my phone.
"Azzam, sorry I zam.." I said softly.
suddenly he walked into the class.
"Mel.." he said softly.
I did not answer, I wiped my tears that had flowed down my chubby cheeks.
fia was sitting next to me. Her hand grabbed my shoulder.
"Mel.. You're not wrong." said Fia to calm me down.
"fi..... How should I???" I replied sobbing.
"have you tried to contact Azzam?" asked Fia to me.
"you can't call" I replied.
"want in samperin aja Mel?, to the house of Azzam." said fia.
"yes if at home fi, if he's out of nowhere?. I know what Azzam like fi. if you have a lot of thoughts, his escape must be drinking hard." I said while trying to contact Azzam who has not been able to contact since.
"we're looking together how's Mel?." Fia's offer to me.
"do you really want to nemenin me fi?." I asked fia. now I look at fia who is next to me.
"yes, we're going to have a long time ago Mel" said Fia.
"but fi, don't you also like Azzam?." I asked with a frown. This time I actually asked fia about her love for Azzam.
"hmmm, it was Mel. But now, I'd be happier to see Azzam happy with you. I know, the love you both love is sincere. And one is Mel, the love can't be forced. I have loved Azzam since I first saw him, but Azzam chose you Mel. So I also asked Mel, take care of your relationship yes. I do not want to see my loved ones hurt. I love you as my best friend, and I don't want to see any of you disappointed" Fia said with a smile.
"thank you, fi." I said to Fia.
"yeah, we try to go to Azzam's house first huh?." invite fia.
I nodded with a smile.I did not expect at all if the thought patterns of fia as of this age.I can also feel what it feels like to be a fia. However, fia can accept sincerely for what happened.
me and Fia tried to approach the house Azzam. this afternoon, it looks very quiet house in the corner of the village.
me and Fia got off the bike and I tried to knock on the door.
"tok tok." the sound of my finger knocking on Azzam's door.
"how is Mel?" asked Fia who was busy taking off her shoes.
"there's no answer, fi." I said.
"duh, where the Azzam" said Fia, his face looks resigned.
"the door is in the key, the car is also not parked in the garage. Maybe Azzam's father and mother are out, but why the garage is not closed ya fi?" asked me to wonder to fia.
"who's Mel on the bike?" he pointed to the motor parked in the garage.
"it's an Azzam motorbike fi. yes, it's an Azzam motorbike" I told fia.
"means Azzam in Mel's house." Fia's face is now beginning to sumringah.
I took my phone and I tried to call Azzam with a phone call.
"maybe the WhatsApp is turned off, but not with the phone.I will try to contact him via a regular phone call" I said.
I tried, and it turned out to be true, there was a voice inside the house of Azzam.
"it's Mel, Azzam's home" said Fia.
I tried to knock on the door again.
"zam, open the door.I want to talk." I said in front of the door of the house that was still locked.
"how's Mel?." asked fia.
"not yet in bukain fi." I said resignedly.
I turned around, sat back on the porch of Azzam's house.
"grekk" heard the sound of the door being opened.
I and Fia turned to the door.
sure enough, Azzam suddenly appeared from inside the house.
"Azzam." I said surprised.
I put down my shoes again, I rushed to Azzam.
"why are you zam again?." I asked Azzam right in front of his eyes.
"i'm sorry Mel, I didn't keep my promise. Instead of embarrassing my parents and embarrassing you at school because of my mischief, I'm just going to get out of school" Azzam told me.
his eyes were still red, either because he drank alcohol last night or just because he stayed up late.
"no zam, you have to prove to me that the decision I took yesterday was wrong" I said as I reached for both hands.
"you mean Mel?" asked Azzam in surprise.
"zam, Amel loves you very much. Amel wants you to fight for his love.Today, Amel decided you to fight, so you can prove to your parents.if your relationship and Amel can take you better. if you go out, how many people are you disappointed in?. Your parents who really hope for you, Amel who loves you very much. Come on zam, do not make Amel disappointed." said Fia behind me.
"zam.." I said softly.
"do you know zam? how many times Amel was called to the BK room, how many times did your mother come to school to persuade Amel" she said.
"my mother went to school?" asked Azzam, looking at her confused face.
"your mother went to see Amel zam, just because you didn't want to see her only child fail" she replied.
"i'm sorry, because yesterday I sent you zam.not because I don't love you.I just want to know how determined you are to fight for our relationship. free we live this relationship zam, if you don't go up to the twelfth grade, our relationship is at stake." I said, lowering my head.
Azzam was still silent in front of me.
"please zam, go back to school for me." I said again.
this time I've resigned, whatever decision Azzam will make. either follow his will to quit school and actually end this relationship, or go back to school to fix everything.
"i'm going back to school" Azzam said.
"really?."
I raised my head to look into Azzam's eyes.
"yes, but there are conditions" said Azzam.
"anyhow, so that you will return to school" I told Azzam.
"first, Amel has to go and go home to school with me.
second, never say break up in front of me again.
third, whatever happens must always be with me.
fourth, I promise to prove my love for Amel now and then."
"so, do you want us to turn it back again?" I said, my face looking very happy.
"why not." Azzam smiled at me.
suddenly came a car, Azzam's father and mother who had just returned home.
they came down, and approached me.
"lho, is there a son of Amel. has been a long time son?" said Azzam's father.
"just now" I said as I greeted Azzam's father and mother.
"zam, there are guests who are not allowed to enter.you are how to anyway." said Azzam's father.
"entrance Mel, fi." said Azzam, inviting me and Fia to enter the house.
"how zam?.is still strong want to go out of school?" asked Azzam's father to Azzam.
"Azzam wants to go back to school" replied Azzam.
"the real thing, later kayak kemaren again. bolos again. tuh kasian you know the same son of Amel, fighting for his love until willing to take care of the problems you do." said Azzam's father.
"this time Azzam will change, you can sell the Azzam motorbike that Azzam usually uses for touring" said Azzam.
"what are you really?" asked Azzam's father in surprise.
not without reason, the antique motorbike has accompanied Azzam since the first grade of junior high school, and it is clear that Azzam really loves the bike and his hobby.
"yes, Azzam wants to use a motor matic. Azzam wants to quit the club' motorbike" said Azzam in front of me, fia, and his parents.
"well, you will try to offer your bike to the father who likes to collect antique motorcycles.men must be so, willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of loved ones" said Azzam's father.