INSECURE, Love of the Past
Saying Dear First

Already Isya but Kok Indra has not called either. Has he not come home yet? But the hell, did I call first? Ah SMS only.. Let's not bother him either.

'Honey, you're home yet,? If you call me yes.' (Sent)

"Eh, can I call him baby? I am ashamed of that. Dong (panic). I never called him, baby.. Where it has been sent again, it cannot be deleted. Why can't I realize." 😥

5 minutes later my phone rang, Indra called me so deg-degan ya have to answer what.

"**A**salamualaikum darling.."

" Wa, Waalaikumsalam."

"Why are you so nervous?"

"It's okay."

"I just finished everything, so just get in touch with you.. Thanks for your first call. I have to bow down in gratitude, uh." 😁

"😬😬 hehe.. Sorry I didn't realize SMS was the same as you."

"I'm even grinning, which means you're starting to love me.. Aye right?"

"Yes, I'm starting to love you. I don't want to lose you and.." Not done talking about being cut by Indra.

"i love you, I love you so much. Muach, muach" 😘😘

"I love u too my dear."

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That night my heart was so happy.. Feel loved and loved at the same time. There is no more dominant among us. If only Indra loved me, now I love her.

But that day I dreamed of cutting my hair. There was Indra there who was looking at me with her smile. I tried to call him to come closer to me, but my voice was inaudible, hoarse and very painful.

I lost energy, even just to make a sound I couldn't. Why is this? What really happened.

I kept screaming for Indra's name but Indra's figure was fading.

Keep fading...

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And...

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Gone... !!

I'm yelling.. INDRAAAAA

Mom asked me why but I said it was okay.

I rushed to the bathroom for ablution, performed the tahajud prayer so that my heart was calm and asked Allah to always protect Indra. Because I can't afford to lose it.

Until dawn, I was awake. Thinking about the dream I just had, it felt so real. Why do I feel so bad.

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Morning has arrived.. It is now Wednesday time for the new test participants. I'm getting ready to bring school supplies.

In front, Indra is waiting for me with his bike which looks like it's a new bike. He'll take me to my new school.

On the way I hugged Indra from behind and asked, "This is a new bike? When to buy it?"

"Yes, it was Dad who bought it because I passed SMK with a pretty decent value, said it's good anyway, but above the standard bit." 😀

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the SMK that became your dream."

"Thank you again because you have been my encouragement.. I love you."

"I love you too. I love you, don't stay with me."

"I will never stay with you. Don't cry."

"Yes." Yeah."

I arrived at my new school and Indra went to her school to pick up the uniform that will be distributed today.

When I entered through the school gate, I was asked to hand over the new student exam card to the senior OSIS guarding the school..

I passed the school's Mading (Magazine wall). I saw the name and the school that was accepted at this school.

I read the names I received and all my friends graduated.

I got room number 003 and seat number 055 . One room is only 20 people and each seat will have a blank paper to calculate the math problem that will be given later.

The students from my school have done exams on Monday and Tuesday, only I have exams on this Wednesday.

The new student exam consists of three subjects. Mathematics, English and Bahasa Indonesia.

I have no trouble working on these things. I've learned everything.

Finishing all the questions, I noticed my upperclassman (OSIS) watching in every room.

They're so cool. Their height is almost the same, about the same as the male Indra 175 cm. The female is 165 cm. Their faces were very handsome, his attitude was kind and not arrogant.

I saw my comrades-in-arms who were the same as me, short-bodied and face-to-face just relying on his brain as possible.

All the exams I have passed. No significant difficulties, almost as much as I did in the class of tutoring .

At 14:00, the announcement of graduation will be in the Mading (wall magazine ) school.

I went to the school cafeteria until I waited for the graduation announcement.

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