Dream Smile
Episode 24

I grasped the key of Pak Akram's motorbike while crying down sitting on the motorcycle seat owned by Sandy.

Just so happened to call me after Mr. Akram left, not long after Sandy arrived to catch up with me, invite out of the airport building to the area outside the airport fence to watch the plane that was about to slide into the air.

The stifling feeling began to seep into my heart as I looked up at my face straight ahead to see the plane slowly moving and then swooping upwards, leaving an invisible wound.

Tears are growing louder. I got down from the motorcycle seat and then walked slowly until I reached the guardrail, staring at the gamang wide expanse of the plane's trajectory not far from where I was standing.

Sandy's hand now patted on my shoulder, I started to open my voice. "Why is someone supposed to come if it's just to go."

Sandy took a step forward and aligned me, sighed and said, "The falling leaves have been arranged by God. Especially with the destiny of man, the reality that must be faced, the encounter with His chosen people and perhaps—an uncertain feeling. You know what it's because?"

His words paused and for a moment I turned my face to look at him. "Because God always has a purpose behind it all" said Sandy who is now looking at me.

"Then what does that mean," my great-grandson.

Sandy displayed a faint smile at me, her hand movements about to stretch out but suddenly stopped in midair. "Didn't he give you a good-bye?"

I thinned my lips then nodded small. "Pak Akram said every meeting there will be something called farewell. He asked me to always take good care of myself, study diligently also achieve the ideals to be the pride of parents," I said considering the words of Mr. Akram while wiping my cheeks wet with tears.

"Then wait, especially?" sahut Sandy but I looked at her with a frown. He clucked and then returned to his mouth while pinching my forehead. "The first school was real."

Suddenly I changed the look on my face annoyed at him. "Aren't I in school all this time?" sahutku.

"The truth is so!"

"What?" I said no, and I threw a punch on his arm because he was upset because he spoke out against reality. The truth is he said me school is not real, I just last year got champion one, my inner self.

Sandy's movements were so agile, she managed to dispel the blows I gave even now I'm more upset with her because she just laughed at my silly behavior that made me tired because I never managed to repay her.

"Sandy's bummer!" I said while regulating the breath.

I didn't answer just giving him a sharp glare. But now Sandy cleared her voice and said, "Maybe this is the best for you too. You don't realize that lately your grades have dropped because most of the night is cornered."

And then I turned towards him, a lump of saliva lodged in my throat it was very difficult for me to swallow. Nabbing in the corner? I murmured in my heart.

"Don't think I don't know if you smile all by yourself," Sandy said again to my surprise, in disbelief.

"You're watching me?" my great-grandchild.

"It's not just me but all of you" he said with great emphasis. "Including the teachers" he continued with a serious speech.

Shame of course but now Sandy again said, "Kebaikannya, maybe with the passing of Mr. Akram you can focus on your learning. The scholarship you get must also be maintained. You need to remember, maybe there are other students who also want to get a position as an outstanding student to get a scholarship like you have earned."

"Who?" manya curious.

"I may," he said with a grin.

I also split my lips where maybe Sandy would like to rival me, yes no way, my mind.

But slowly I remembered something, Hera. What does he mean by Sandy's words? thought guess.

"Reverse yuk already want to rain," said Sandy moved up the bike.

I also began to nod to his invitation because the sky was already dark. But before I got on the bike he said softly, "So the story was crying because it was left just unfortunately?"

Hearing that, my eyes glanced at him.

To be Continue