In the Name of a Mate
Chapter 18: It's not that easy

For some people, the ash white period is the most effective time in education. Filled with laughter and tears, the tests of life are sometimes unexpected, in other words this time teaches the process to maturity. Where some people begin to know and find their true identity.

Faced with challenges that sometimes drain tears and shake the stomach because too tired to laugh. Where teenagers feel love, heartbreak, the meaning of friends and friends, also includes problems in their families. What they did today was the first ladder that determined how they were at the end. Because in fact, the problem now is a test to test and practice to strengthen the heart so as not to waver if faced with a greater test in the future

"Finally finished too. Waiting for the graduation announcement. It felt like half the burden of my life was finally reduced" Nessi dropped her body beside Layla and immediately gulped down the bottle that opened there without saying anything first

"Light first, later prepare the body again for the heavier" replied Layla, he stared at one by one the room in this school, he would definitely miss it after leaving

"La, do you know if that guy comes back?"

"Whose men?" Layla furrowed her eyebrows confused, because Nessi had never told her about any man before

"The old jackass, who else?" Nessi replied in an annoyed tone

"She meant your father?"

"He's not my father"

"Astagfirulloh Nes, as much as you hate him, he is still a man who meritorious for you in this world" Layla can only say istigfar to hear this, he feels lucky because his father is not like that

"I'd rather not be here than have a father like him"

"God has arranged everything there must be a purpose for each Nes, consider this a test of yours and you will enjoy the results in the future" Layla patted his best friend's shoulder

"I didn't think much about him La, but I thought of my mother who would cry every night because of him" Nessi raised her head up and took a deep breath

"The mother who helped and accompanied him all this time, but after being at the top he instead preferred other women. How could my mother not be hurt? The man was as if a backrest to him, what would happen if the backrest were to be lost? Falling right?"

"But I saw Aunt Risa still manage her buttons well"

"In the morning he was like a normal La, but at night he always cried roaring as I peeked from his room. She definitely didn't want me to worry, but she forgot that if I was her son, I could also feel what she was feeling"

"That's your job now to convince your mother Nes, convince her that there must be a reason for God to separate them, just that maybe it's not yet visible"

"It seems difficult for me to do that, he already love dead with the man" Nessi even like reluctant to call with the name of the father

"You're his son, you can do it"

"I'll try later" Nessi replied in a voice so softly

"The Spirit of Nes"

"Thank you La" Layla nodded and patted her best friend's shoulder once more

"You have a love story about what his name is called?"

"Sister Zain?" Guess Layla

"Yes, how do you feel about that guy now?"

"True people say, falling in love takes less than a minute but forgetting it takes longer than a year" Layla sipped water on the table because she suddenly thirsted to discuss this

"You still like him?" There was a slightly surprised tone from Nessi

"Said to have forgotten nothing, but not the same liking as before" Nessi could only nod, they just let out a long sigh now. Passing through the problems of adolescence full of mirages

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In front of the graduation announcement, the twelve grade students gathered to see their names and the most important thing was their graduation status from this school

Bilal accidentally also saw Bela there, the girl he knew his name from the name tag worn uniformed the girl. They are jostling in front of the mading to see the graduation status as well as to who is the highest ranked winner this year

There was a student who rubbed his face with his hands, from his expression he was grateful for graduating. Some menijit pelipisnya slowly either because of not graduated or because of unsatisfactory grades. And there are also those who cry, this also has two possibilities between being moved or not passing. And it was obvious that swearing with harsh words and shouting frustrations was not passed

With Bilal casually approaching as the number of students dwindled, he saw his name, it turned out to be at the top with the best grades and graduation status. He gave thanks in his heart, do'a and treacherous efforts. But his gaze was fixed on the name that was below his name

"Isabela" he muttered slowly reading the name. There was a bit of surprise on his face. As it turns out, don't judge people by the cover. He glanced at the girl he had seen standing in a position not far from him, the girl covered her face and shook her head, of course it became a question that appeared in Bilal's mind, does that name not belong to the girl she thought. It does not rule out the possibility that among many twelve-year students there are those who have the same name

"Wait" a Fatih Bilal Alzam interacting with a girl seems like a pretty rare thing, but his curiosity this time trumps everything

"Why?" Aware of her he meant the girl stopped because there was no one else in the corridor at the moment

"Do you remember me?" Bilal cursed himself who spoke like that, but that was not the first thing he wanted to ask

"Do you want to be remembered for your kindness?" Bilal immediately shook his head, meaning it was not that

"I'm sorry, but I wonder why you're sad. Isn't your grade already very good?"

"Where do you know?" Bela squinted her eyes

"Your name is Isabela, right? I saw it from the name tag you were wearing. Also Isabela's name is ranked second with the highest value owner, shouldn't you be happy?"

"What do those values mean to me if it can't change my life" the girl smiled wryly, like laughing at her own destiny

"Can!" Bilal replied with enthusiasm, he did not want anyone to think that education is not important and good grades are not something to be proud of