NIQUE
LOVE'S CURSE
The crowded classroom atmosphere on Thursday afternoon, wearing a Junior High Scout uniform makes the weather more stifling. Fortunately I was not too busy in undergoing a 20-minute break given by the school, before there will be ishoma (break meal prayer). I just listened from the very back of the class, as I read a novel and fed myself the fried indomie I brought from home.
There was so much that my peers told me, but only the name “Zach Abu Ziad” sounded loud in my ears, and my emotions peaked after learning of the events told in detail. I instantly decided to “hate”.
Hating because of what and why, which is clear to me it was the right decision I made after hearing a story I heard from a considerable distance, a crowded voice, he said, and ears wrapped in hijab. Oh, what a right decision I hate “Zach Abu Ziad”.
Every day I hear more and more names, and icons that are imitated by many people. The more crazy I saw my peers carve a face with a pink pen ink on his left cheek with the image “hati”.
I laughed when Vina (the girl's name), passed my class and while smiling proudly because for her love story like a woman who played opposite Zach. I felt even more intrigued, because Vina's lover was my neighbor from childhood. Haha. It wouldn't be funny if I told Son how his girlfriend behaved in school. Enough I laugh at myself, but while poking at my countrymen. I don't laugh alone. Sorry Vina, hihi.
The movies that are showing in my city, are definitely not a warm movie anymore. My residence, does not have XXI cinema. The cinema in my city is very “vintage” and “unik”. Like the film aired in August, dikotaku new film is likely to come out 1-2 months later. But the story is different, with my friend who just came home from out of town, or bought pirated tapes in the market. It is an illegal habit, cannot appreciate a work and is not worthy to be exemplary, I think.
Once I realized that the person I hated and discussed was an actor, then why did I feel like I never knew about him. Ohya, because I already hate him, so why would I want to find out about him. It's fatal if I find out. Although I was curious, what was the look like? Hmm why is my face warming up and blushing all of a sudden.
The longer, the more I heard his name, the more I kept trying to calm down in the day and seemed to not care. But it bothers my heart all the time, cie. Until I finally saw an infotainment show on TV, about a film told by many teenagers my age. Wow, very handsome and bule. Is that what Zach is called? But is it possible that I hate humans this beautiful? Will I be able to meet him one day? Why doesn't my town have a movie theater!
Later if the universe really meets, scene in a movie like what will I corals? I don't know what the movie details are like? Haha. His name sounds familiar to the ears, but what does it look like? What films have been filmed? Why do I hate him so much? It has nothing to do with the movie that she was involved in in any other movie, right? I'm why I'm so clumsy (tech stuttering) about this fantasy world.
The next day, when I got tired of Indonesian lessons, the teacher left the assignment when the meeting was left. My heart that could not bear, finally I deliberately wrote his name into a name that I shortened. Abbreviation of my name and himself. I wrote that name on the back of my book.
Why should I compare his name to mine? I was happy, a red face, a pounding heart, and wanted to keep his name from getting me wrong I wrote very slowly and carefully. I even carved out the name of someone I don't know what he looks like. But when I woke up, I put down my pen and closed my notebook. I was nervous to see what I had written. I looked up at the window, and spoke to the sky: “who are you?”.
Looking at my wet eyes, my colleague Annesa patted me on the shoulder and said: “woi daydreams anyway daritadi? Why use there is drama of tears welling up in the eyes of all? Haha! Why the Flowers? Story time?”
“Haha, the nose is getting in front. .motor times ah! WASN'T! So don't keep on watching spongebob! That's Adam, Adam Dolken. Just as sweet, only Zach seems to be older than Adam."
“Hmm thankfully I didn't see it.”
“Meanway? How lucky is it? She is handsome too!”
“Luckily my hate is bigger than my curiosity.” Squeezing the cover of my book until it's scuffed.
“Hate? How can? Hate.hmm” Annesa who realized that I looked panicked because of my Indonesian language task in my book, the shape was no longer because.
“Why? It really hates. I go to the toilet first, really sleepy at this hour, or we all go to the canteen yuk? Find snacks?” I realized that I was caught by Annesa, I finally looked for a gap to get out of the vicious circle that I made myself.
“Flower, I just saw how you wrote your name after that his name. But you are the wrong person, you will be patient when you meet him. He's real, for sure. He's a human. Or do you want to try watching it from my pirated cassette? Haha.”
“Kok patient anyway? This is gonna pee, want to nemenin no? Sorry about the pirated cassette I will not watch it, I appreciate the work of people with original.”
“Hahaha yaudah died of curiosity if so. Ribet. Swing to the toilet, all I tell you about the fun part.” Annesa prank.
As I prepared to leave the classroom until I went to the toilet, and continued to the cafeteria, until I returned to the classroom, Annesa was always babbling at length and I just listened without even touching a word. I was just imagining and thinking, so which Zach is it? Why can I connect my name and match his name afterwards? Why do I hate him as I do now? What is this curse of love as many philosophical love say? What should I do, after this.Why should I watch a movie through Annesa's pirated tapes, but my actions are so commendable. Zach who is Tuhaaanannn????
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