Roses Are Not in Love
Fragile.

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Two months passed with a rush that had never been imagined before. Mahad, the Pesantren where Prakerin is, it's been like a round we keep going. We forget even the most human thing. Yup, Healing. We forgot that, and just focused on the paper and the soldiers.

Mobile phones also seem to be passive objects for us, especially my phone which does not have supporting filters for our learning activities. And during these two months, my phone is more idle, because the maker is busy alone in his world. Normally, he would only send me a message at midnight blind and when I drove it in the morning it was a lizard.

Finally, the bustle of today is so that the stamp of Mahad gave us a vacation to enjoy the holidays. Stepping away happily, Bia and I had arranged a vacation plan this time by coming home to one of our roommates who was not far away and did not even get out of town.

My happiness grew even more, with the vibrating of my phone and displaying a picture of a flying envelope with the name of him that I deliberately disguised. Pamit to Bia, I pulled over in a shady place and started replying to her message, which was not special.

Asking the news with a little chatter is usually what happens. This time, however, it was completely outside of expectations. Because, the sentence is quite short and clear, that he invites me to meet tomorrow at the place and hour he has set. And after I had rationed it with a makeshift sentence. The message just gets there. Maybe because he is busy.

Back together with my friends, we discussed things about the week off given, and will fill in with anything. As well as what should not be forgotten during the holidays, it is the most important of course.

Time seems to be spinning slowly, while waiting for something special. I, too, cannot wait for tomorrow to come to meet the one who took this heart with him. Cih, so much I said.

Stepping in the afternoon, the holiday really has begun. And many of us choose to go home or come home to friends. Since my plan to enjoy the holiday is tomorrow, then I choose to busy myself in the sewing room and use the leftover cloth, until it becomes a small shirt for Adit.

Smiling satisfied with the results of my work, my mind was filled with the shadow of Adit who was smiling while calling my name. I don't know, my sense of longing with the boy is getting worse. Verily it is not without reason, for it is I who deliberately avoids Adit.

Actually, it's not Adit that I avoid, but Bu Mega. I deliberately did not want to pick up a phone call from Bu Mega, because he seemed to press for my answer, so that for a month I deliberately did not want to communicate with Bu Mega, and that's the impact with Adit too.

"Roses..!" Bia ran away while pointing her phone.

"What's up, Bi." I said indifferently while tidying up some threads. I intentionally did that, because sometimes Bia likes to surprise me with things that are not important.

Bia set her breath that was boring and then immediately returned to talking. "Adit, Adit vidio call."

"Ehh, how can.?" I was surprised, because I never felt like giving Bia's phone number to anyone at home.

"Yes, it's definitely not Adit who's on the phone."

"Tau, Bi. I just never gave your cell phone number to the house." I answered and only Bia answered by shrugging her shoulders as a sign that she did not know how to.

"This is it." Bia said suddenly as her phone vibrated.

"This is a photo of Adit, right.?" Bia said again while giving her phone to me.

Without answering Bia, I chose to shift the green button to the top quickly Adit's sweet face had filled the screen and accompanied by a smile as well. "Ti, Ti Wa." He said with his cedal accent.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Sapaku while waving my hand.

"Ikum nature ikum." Adit replied adorable with help from the person who whispered from behind. Whoso.? Of course Mega Ma'am.

"Addit what else. Hasn't mamam been.?" The usual questions I asked when I was on the phone with Adit.

"Priest ****."

"Adit really like tempe, if changed to know you want.?"

"Hu, no boy. Salty." The answer and it succeeded in making me laugh and for almost half an hour I and Adit kept joking, until the end of the phone moved to Bu Mega and I felt a little awkward.

"Roses, Roses are only a few days off, Buk. So, Roses, if they're made to go home, they'll be tired in the way." My answer is to make excuses.

It looks like Bu Mega sighed deeply before finally speaking again. "You deliberately avoided Mom, didn't you, Rose.?".

Deg, I immediately lowered my head to hear Bu Mega's words, wanted me to answer no, but that's what I really did.

"Mom understands, War. I'm sorry, for pushing you too much." Said Bu Mega while moving the phone camera until the screen is now filled by Adit who was walking around here and there while dragging a teddy bear.

"Mom did all that because of Adit. Look, you can see, how Adit if it gets the wrong foster or get a mother who does not love him, or worse will torture him. I'm afraid that my bad mother's karma towards you will befall Adit."

I really want to ignore the words of Bu Mega, just my side does not want it, so inevitably the words of Bu Mega as if moving my heart to think about the request of Bu Mega really.

"Give Rose time until graduation, Buk." My words were short and this was the first time I gave an answer to Ms. Mega after her attempt to persuade me to become Adit's new mother.

"That means another year.?"

"Yes." Yeah." Answer's short. Yes, at least by telling Bu Mega for the next year, it is likely that my relationship with Mas Karang will be closer and it could be that our relationship also has the right name.

Wouldn't being a connecting mother for Adit not have to marry Adit's father, with me getting married I could also take Adit with me. But, if allowed by his father. In essence, the time of year that I ask Bu Mega is the time to buy until my relationship and Mas Karang are equally known by each family.

"Mom never knew who you were close to, or who approached you except for Erik. So I expect a lot from a year that's War. And hopefully it's true that the time you ask for is not the reason you make. If it's hard for you, then remember Melati." Bu Mega's words managed to make me lift my head back.

Melati, somehow with just one name it makes me unable to wiggle. Maybe true, left a sense of disappointment in the chest with Kak Melati. But, the sense of comfort, the affection growing on my chest was still as fertile as my disappointment. Isn't it a mistake Kak Melati has been redeemed with her whole life giving love to me.

Then, is it worth it if I am still disappointed with him. Do I deserve to be disappointed in him who has accounted for everything before the forgiving of sin. And maybe it was not a mistake but a disaster that was deliberately given to me so that I know the figure of Kak Melati. Again my heart is too fragile to care less.

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