
"We show. the appearance of the representative of the students of class XI IPA 1, Raiasa...!"
Prok... Prok... Prok...
All of the spectators present at the Graduate venue all stood up and clapped.
The atmosphere in the place of Graduation is so crowded.
I then exhaled a long eagerness to perform in front of many people. My body's shaking is so tight I just want to go home. But Mom shouted to encourage me from the very back of the bench.
I set foot on the stage with a million insecurities of myself. I should be able to because in front of me there are many who support me.
"Sheena... The spirit...!" My mother encouraged me the hardest.
"Raisa's spirit...!" My friends gave me spirit.
"Let's Raisa you can definitely say...!" Satria also cheers me up front.
"For Friends... Ajeng Nurjamilah's work." I started to read poetry.
"Oh My best friend...
Three years we were together.
Three years we were friends.
Three years we demanded Science." I saw all the audience dumbfounded to see my performance. I took a breath and then started again.
"Oh My best friend...
Loved you.
I don't want to be separated from you
Oh best friend...
May we be successful." I ended the poem.
Prok... Prok... Prok...
The applause was heard again after I recited the poem as a form of affirmation from the entire audience. I feel relieved after passing this challenge that I think is very heavy.
"Sheena... You're great" said my friends.
"Racca... I'm proud of you" Mom came up to me and called me.
"I'm sorry if you haven't noticed you in all this time" I shed a tear on my shoulder.
"Yes, don't think about it anymore!" I said.
It was a hot day. I sat in the back garden chair looking at the beautiful watch on my wrist. The time is 11:30 which means the Graduation will be over soon. Then a handsome young man came up to me (Morgan Safik) and sat down beside me. I didn't notice it I just opened the book and read it.
Morgan is a handsome young man who is very famous in school. Because with his very handsome face he is also the head of the Basketball Team. Morgan is famous for Playboy and likes to play with women's feelings. There are many victims who have been hurt by it. Including my best friend Astuti.
"Seriously very...!" Said Morgan. I didn't answer and ignored him.
"It's so arrogant...!" morgan said it kept bothering me.
"My name is Morgan!" Morgan confidently thrust his hand.
"Udah knows." I'm with the judges.
"There's a handsome guy near you in Winoin anyway...!" Getting to GRan.
"What the hell..."
"Yes, I'm handsome, right?" I just kept quiet no longer paying attention to him.
Morgan is not only a Play Boy, he also likes to tease the girls in school.
"Beautiful," she said I was beautiful.
"Udah from birth," I replied.
"That PD is really you," Morgan said, continuing to annoy me.
"Wildamah! Even though I'm into pedean I'm not your rich Play Girl!" the cat with judes.
"I like this rich gini..."
"What the hell..."
The canteen.
Dikantin Astuti and Delia are having lunch. They sat facing each other eating the food in front of him.Satria soon came to them asking me.
"Del, where's Tut Raisa?" satria said while sitting in a chair near Delia.
"Read more in the back garden" said Delia as she stuffed the chicken noodles into her mouth.
"OK, Thankyou.." immediately rushed to the park.
"What the hell is Satria? It's not clear" Astuti said.
While going to the park, Satria sees Raisa sitting on a park bench being alone with Morgan.
Love does not always go well. The heart is not always happy either. When we are in love, the heart feels flying into the air. But if you have seen loved ones with people will cause deep wounds. So is what Satria is feeling right now.
Satria squeezed the bottle of drink he was holding and then threw it.
Brug...
The sound of a drink bottle. I keget then me and morgan looked back.
"Ka Satria.." I was surprised it was Satria who threw the bottle.
"You're a hypocrite, Raisa!" satria said as she turned her body towards the school and left.
"I mean, Brother...?!"
"Sir wait...?!" I ran after the disappointed Satria. I don't want Satria to misunderstand me.
I kept chasing Satria to the point that I lost track. Because I think Satria is misunderstanding. I searched here and there not to see him.
"Dell, Tut?" Snoring.
"Why are you, Ca?" Delia wondered why I could run.
" You guys saw Satria, didn't you?"
"Don't Satria take you to the park?"Astiti.
"Cie... Some are starting to care about Satria... Hahahah," Delia even mocked me.
"Seriously Del! I have to explain something to Satria,"
"What's wrong, anyway...?" Astuti.
"Satria took me to the park, but she saw me sitting together with Morgan" I said.
"What... Morgan...?" Astuti with Delia.
"Yes.." I replied simply.
"Why are you the same Morgan...? don't-don't." said Delia starting to urge me.
"Udah ah later the story I have to find Satria first!" I said cutting Delia's words while rushing away.
"But, Ca?" they're trying to stop me.
"Bye!" I said leave them.
Satria actually rushed home from school. He seemed unable to stem his disappointment towards me.
I met Satria's friend (Anton Ario).
"Assalamallaikum, Brother Anton" I shouted from a distance to Anton who was sitting in the library.
"Walaikumsallam?" he's answering.
"Did you see Brother Satria...?" bored because they ran to find Satria here and there.
"So here, Pamit was leaving for Korea this afternoon.Now she's back to prepare for Korea" Anton told me Anton's departure.
"A... What?!" I was dumbstruck and then sat down near Anton to calm down.
" Why Ca...? Tumben-tumbenan you nyari Satria?!" anton was curious.
"I need to talk to him,"
"If you want to talk to him. Afternoon now he's leaving. You can take him to the airport...!"
I thought for a moment.
"Yes, Brother is right. Thanks brother... The assalamallaikum?"
"Getishalight."
In the afternoon around 04:00 pm. I immediately rushed to the airport following Satria who was about to leave for Korea. I caught up with Satria not because I love Satria, I was just afraid of being disappointed and thinking nothing of me.
Arriving at the airport I immediately looked for Satria but I did not find it. But I did not give up, I continued to look for him here and there. My tube was so tired, I sat in the waiting room wiping my sweat.
Soon a young man approached me, I ignored him but the young man patted me on the shoulder.
"She's!" I heard that sound like Satria's. I turned to him and it turned out that the one I saw was Satria.
"Satria's sister?" I greeted him with a smile.
"What are you here for?" ask Satria curiously.
"Finding Brother," I replied.
"Why?" ask Satria back.
"I'm afraid you misunderstood me about that,"
"No, but you have to promise after I get home from Korea, you have to accept my proposal.