The Bitter Sweet Symphony
--Bitter Sweet Symphony-Third Chapter ("Friends (Love) My Childhood")

***(How do I want to say you are my first Love)***

The red light in front has turned green, the Praya car is back to speed slowly. The morning walk still looks empty.

Arka was still running in the back while shouting to call out to Praya. But his efforts still did not produce results, even he was left far behind. The running scene is reminiscent of the movie "Forest Gump" where Forest Gump ran very fast when he was about to bully his friends. The Arka and Forest's running speed looked the same, yet no one was as encouraging as Forest Gump.

"Run Forest's...Run.." screams from Jenny.

Even Arka who screamed while running

"Yeah...Waitduuu".

While Mr. Ramzi is not encouraging but lamenting his motorbike which is named "Go..Go".

Praya's car kept moving further away from Arka, his breathing was irregular. Running while shouting really drains his energy.

He stopped running, with a loud breath. His little hand grabbed something from his pants pocket. A watch that looks exactly the same as the favorite watch of Praya. Where by accident became damaged because he pushed Praya.Jam hand was bought last night by inviting Violette to accompany him.The money he had to buy the watch came from the results of not snacking for one week.Arka felt it was a deep sadness, the first time he felt it. Regret and loss. A 9-year-old child like himself is too early to feel these things.

("Yes..Sorry Arka") He said in his heart and looked down. Praya's car is no longer visible in front of him. Only himself on that road.

16 Years later

Arka is almost 25 years old, but she has not found the right woman to marry.

"We thought we would marry the last of our gang, even the one who married us first"., Arka said, showing a picture of Dirga and her gang at the time of High School on her phone.

"So this is Prianya's bride?" Ask Arka's coworker.

"Yes, she happens to be my high school friend".

"Continue..continue?? When are you going to follow?".

"Gue still.nyari-nyari anyway.but at least beautiful it must be like Elu Citra". Reply Arka a little teasing.

"Style lu Ar.., surely you can get a lot prettier". Citra said with a laugh hearing Candaan from Arka.

"Then you're the same as me". Arka replied to Citra's joke.

A phone came in on her phone, a phone from Dirga who confirmed Arka's presence at her wedding in two days.

"Hello?, Iya Ga calm aja.Gue will come to the event Nawatan Elu. In the afternoon I took my boarding suit for your wedding. I want to be different, who knows to meet my soul mate in your way". Arka said enthusiastically.

There was a voice of Dirga who laughed loudly hearing Arka's words.

Arka was resting eating in the rest area of the toll road when the phone from the mother entered.

"Hello? Yeah Bun?"

"Do you remember Praya?".

"Still Bun".

"Can you attend the wedding?"

"When is the show Bun?

"Foam"

"It seems like I can't Bun, after all my close friends are getting married too, can't Daddy and Mommy come?".

"It just so happens that your Mom and Dad are attending the wedding of your Dad's friend's son Ka".

"Only put in aja Bun, can you go to the event "Aya" used to be new to the wedding of a friend of Dad's, send a greeting yes to "Yes".

"Yes, he wants you to come. He himself came to the invitation".

Arka was silent for a moment hearing his mother's words.There was a longing that had disappeared and reappeared against his childhood friend. Memories of himself that he will not forget and stored somewhere in his memory.

Seriate

("Pray/Yes"..5 Years Old).