
The graduation euphoria is over, the farewell is over. The diploma is in hand. Rafika and Kiranti have already applied to universities in the capital. After they passed through various stages of selection, the two girls were finally accepted into one of the state universities in the capital.
Both were very happy when they saw the announcement, Rafika and Kiranti were accepted at the Faculty of Economics majoring in Marketing Management. The trading soul of his mother, wanted him to develop by studying the science of marketing. The hope is that she can become a successful businesswoman.
"Mother, where's the family card? I want a photocopy" asked Rafika the day before her departure for the capital.
"That's in Mom's closet, under the top shirt," pointed Sofie who was still busy preparing her daughter's clothes.
Rafika heads straight to her mother's room and looks for a family card to hold her while staying in the capital. However, Rafika's hand instead took out another sheet of paper, which made her frown while reading the top one.
"Letter of agreement? What agreement?" rafika Mumm. He read the letter of agreement down. Without feeling her tears dripping by themselves. She felt very sad because it turned out that her love for the man she called Kang Asep got a big stone stumbling block.
Rafika keeps the paper back, she immediately goes on looking for the family card. But when she turned around, it turned out that her mother was standing in the doorway. Rafika tried to smile at her mother. However, he still could not hide his sadness.
Sofie, who saw everything, immediately hugged Rafika and brought her only daughter to sit on her bed. He gently stroked the girl's back before he finally spoke.
"Fika read it?"
"Already, Mom."
"Fika, not all the things we want will definitely get us. We are just ordinary people, it is impossible to get someone who has a standing much higher than us. Think of Asep as the most beautiful memory of your life."
"Why didn't you say that a long time ago?"
"Mom's not good with Asep. Mother also worried that Asep would refuse to come with them. But the place he is not here. Not with us. He's a rich kid. His family also has a big company, very different from our circumstances."
"What's the money for Fika to go to college from them?"
"Yes, Asep won't come if his family doesn't give you money for your college. That's why Fika went to college right. Asep wants you to be someone who means something that no one else can take for granted. Likewise with Mom, I really hope Fika becomes a successful person."
"Good, Mom. Now Fika understands. I'll take it easy, Fika will definitely make you proud. Fika will go to college diligently."
...***...
The next day, Rafika is ready with a backpack and a bag in her hand. Kiranti was ready with the items she would bring to the capital. They will join Wa Kumis, who works in the capital as a construction worker.
Sofie and Kiranti's parents just drove the two girls to the Widia bus stop that will take them to Cikampek. Because upon arrival at the toll gate Cikampek, they have to change the car that goes to Jakarta.
"Come prepare! The car's coming" asked Wa Kumis to give the two girls command.
"Mother, Fika left first!" pamit Rafika by kissing the back of her mother's hand.
Sofie hugged her daughter. Her tears shed instantly. It was hard for him to let go of Rafika, but for the ideals that his daughter wanted to achieve, he also tried to let his only daughter wander to find knowledge.
"Yes, Mom!" sahut Rafika
Not much different from Rafika, Kiranti also hugged each other with her parents. Until finally the bus car waiting came, then they let go of each other's embrace.
All the way to the capital, Rafika was silent. He was pondering his mother's words last night. Until finally Kiranti nudged his hand.
"Fika, Fika, isn't that Kang Asep. She is engaged to rising model Caithlyn. Look at the festive party," point Kiranti at a square screen near the driver.
"Yes, he may not be my soul mate." Rafika's voice rang out in restraining her cries. If only he wasn't in the car. Maybe Rafika cried loudly to vent her heartache.
"Propay ya! Let's just hope you're dating someone better than Kang Asep," Kiranti hugs Rafika to give the girl strength. He gently stroked Rafika's back with eyes that kept looking towards the glass screen.
"Why is Kang Asep so unhappy? Unlike that beautiful model who looks very happy," muttered Kiranti slowly.
Hearing the words of his best friend, Rafika became curious. He looked up at the television and continued to see the look on Erlangga's face that looked very handsome with a shiny coat highlighted by the light of the lamp.
"Did Kang Asep see again? Has he come back and forgotten me?"
"Maybe the operation was a success. Thank goodness our efforts were not in vain to save him. Now Kang Asep is back to being himself."
"Yes, there's no more Kang Asep. He's Erlangga Bramantyo, not the Kang Asep I love. May Akang be happy wherever he is" said Rafika slowly.
After a long journey that was quite exhausting his body and heart, Rafika finally arrived at the rented house Wa Kumis. A tenement house measuring 4x3 meters. There is only a bedroom and a bathroom and a small kitchen inside.
"You guys sleep here. Uwa wants to sleep in Mang Jhon's rented. Tomorrow, Uwa just take between looking for a boarding house near the campus," said Wa Kumis before leaving the two girls.
"Yes, Wa. This is his rice field for Uwa one," said Rafika while giving a packet of rice Padang he bought earlier on the road.
"Oh, yes. Uwa is very hungry, yes you have also eaten. Uwa wants to rent Mang Jhon afraid his people hunted to go to work," said Wa Mustache.
"Yes, Wa!" both girls simultaneously.
After the departure of Wa Kumis, Rafika and Kiranti also settled first in a rented house abandoned almost a week by the owner. After everything was clean, the two girls chose to eat first because their stomachs were already rumbling.
"Fika, later if we get a boarding, we find a job yuk! Waiting to start college. We'll find a part time," suggested Kiranti.
"Can, deh! Rather than I have to think of Kang Asep who did not think of me, better look for a busy life that makes money. Isn't it?"
"Yoye, sist. Life must go on."
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