My Om
Part 3: Let go

Anya is busy at her desk. Math assignment will keep his Monday night up.

"Aish! His job is to have morals!" anya grumbled while hitting the math book.

"Why is that so hard? Do I pretend to be sick tomorrow?"

"Aish Mama and Papa will not believe if I have not been whiny!"

"Oh my God, please do a miracle for my brain to do this math problem,"

Anya began to try to do the math problem, until the clock has shown at 01:00. Anya really hasn't done a single thing.

The trash can next to his study table was already full of crumpled papers.

About 4 hours Anya trying to do math problems but no one finished any problem.

"The gore is one o'clock! Where the task is not finished! !!!!!!"

He kept screaming in frustration. He doesn't know why his brain isn't as thin as his brothers.

Aldo's brother who always got the highest score until now he became a doctor who is also quite famous.

While Kak Alista although not as smart as Kak Aldo, he always ranked the best in his class. Brother Alista also has a very beautiful face. From SD he has also been in the world of models and earn money. Until the age of 25 years, Kak Alista decided to quit the world of modeling and married her lover who is a producer and CEO of a famous entertainment company in Indonesia.

And now Alista will open a fast food restaurant that will soon be legalized.

Until unconscious Anya fell asleep with a position still sitting in a chair and his head resting on the study table.

"Non, wake up Non. It's 6 o'clock Non has to go to school."

Because someone woke him up, Anya forced to open her eyes with drowsiness that had not disappeared. As if his sleep for 5 hours is still lacking.

"Mbok, Anya is still sleepy" said Anya who was conscious but reluctant to open her eyes.

Mbok Mirah then opened the window of Anya's room. Make the sunlight come in and make Anya open her eyes.

"It's 6 Non, later if Non late to go to school how?" persuade Mbok Mirah with his very soft voice.

"When are you home, Mommy?" finally Anya wanted to get out of her chair.

"not yet. Earlier Mbok on the phone with Madam, he said he returned home because he wanted to go for a walk first."

"The streets mulu his son was left continuously, Anya grumbled.

"Maybe the same Madam Mr. Peng often goes for walks. In the past when they were young, they rarely went for a walk because they were too busy taking care of the company." Mbok Mirah continues to try to give understanding to Anya.

"Yes Mbok, Anya understands. Then there will be Mbok who is always the same attention. Thank you for being so loyal to Anya's family. From the days of Anya Eyeang to Papa, Mbok is still here." then Anya hugged Mbok Mirah as with his own family.

"sama-sama Non. Mbok seneng Non is now starting to mature." Mbok replied happy.

"Should dong Mbok, let alone want to graduate."

"Yes already, immediately shower Non, Mbok already ready breakfast below. Let's learn the spirit."

"Hahaha ready Mbok ready!"

Anya then went into the bathroom and performed the ritual as usual.

"Today PR is not finished, meet Mita with Renan again! Akh!"

While wearing clothes and dressing up, Anya constantly grumbled.

For the first time he felt so betrayed by someone.

Not why, just that Anya is too difficult to get along with just any friends. And Mita is the only girl friend she trusts so much, but it turns out she is no different from other female friends.

If he is looking for a boy friend is very difficult, on average they will involve feelings in friendships that make tenuous.

Now he really feels alone. She was afraid to open her heart again. But he realized, he could not continue to close himself. He must, however, keep rising from all this.

Problems will not be solved if we do not want to face them. Our lives will be in place if we do not want to face problems.

While looking at her reflection in the mirror, Anya took a breath and exhaled it with the aim to relax her body.

"Anya's spirit! Sure can! Stay calm, and don't get too emotional. Learn to be mature, and not too fond of problems" he said to himself.

At 06:45 Anya came down from her room. Afraid of being late, he didn't have time for breakfast. To appreciate Mbok who has cooked, he chose to bring provisions.

"Just go, Mbok!" pamit Anya from the car.

"Be careful, Nope!" reply Mbok Mirah who stood carrying Anya up to the front porch of the house.

Mr. Jarwo is the driver of Anya's family. He often takes Papa and Anya when going to work and to school.

To get home from school, sometimes Anya will be escorted by Renan or sometimes join in Mita's car. But now, it looks like he will choose to take a taxi.

At 07:05 Anya arrived at the school gate. He got down and closed the car door. Not to forget he said thanks to Mr. Jarwo.

While walking in the classroom corridor, suddenly a hand pulled his arm abruptly until his body was dragged backwards.

"Jeez Renan!" surprised Anya when she found out who attracted her was her ex-lover.

"Well, please give me a chance?" please Renan.

"What opportunity?" ask Anya who is actually lazy to discuss this matter.

"That yesterday. Honestly, I really do not want to go with Mita, just that she keeps making the way. So I don't feel good for her." Renan excuses but Anya no longer trusts the words of someone who has lied to her.

"So if all the girls go down the street, Lo will do it too? Inget Re, girls won't chase if guys don't give you hope!"

"I'm sorry Anya,''

"Udah yes Re. I also want to share Mita, so benefit it. Show it to Mita if you really love her" Anya said as she pointed at Renan's chest hard enough that she was slightly pushed back.

"Not looking for me anymore Re, we have nothing to do. I also do not want to bother you the enemy, we remain as usual before we date." added Anya, but Renan is still faithful silent.

"Gue to class first, bell again. Bye, Re thanks for your time all along."

Anya then left without waiting for a reply from Renan. And Renan can only take care of Anya's back which is getting further and further away.

Yes, now he feels sorry for betraying a girl like Anya. Bored is human nature. But in a relationship boredom becomes an obstacle to knowing how worthy we are to be a good partner.