We've Been Matchmade
Admiring In Silence

When Umi mentioned her name, my heart immediately thumped with her firmness. Amira Khumaira's. She was the ayu-faced girl who managed to steal my heart since we were first grade in Junior High, she was the daughter of the religious subject teacher in our school today, which is why she was so awake. It can be said first love. At that time we were both appointed to represent the school for the intelligent race. In that three months togetherness, I had never seen him engage in any illicit interaction, even with me on one team, he was really taking care of himself. Amira always brought Orange who is also a team with me to talk so that we do not khalwat (both).

I took the letter in Umi's hand, and asked her permission to read it in the room. But before leaving, Umi reminded that Umi's choice had fallen on Dinda.

Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi.

Dihya, how are you. I'm sorry to bother you with this letter, but I have found no other way to convey it than with this letter. Dihya, graduated from High School later I will continue my studies in Al Azhar, Cairo, Egypt, in accordance with the wishes of Umi and my brother. Before leaving, I want to state something that I hope doesn't bother you.

Dihya Azizi, I want to confess that I like you and have dared to say your name in my prayers. I understand this too early, but I can't get in the way of that. I'm sorry Dihya. I hope this doesn't bother us in the future. I did not expect much, only to ask God for this feeling to be led in the right way. I'm sorry and thank you for reading my letter.

Salutations. Amira Khumaira's.

I'm poignant. So, our feelings were the same? Then how is this? Umi has reminded me to keep from turning.

"Aghhh, it turns out that the affairs of the heart are really troublesome!" I closed the letter from Amira, put it in the box, and then chose to sleep to escape this problem.

***

This morning, I accidentally met Amira. In a few seconds we looked at each other, then he lowered his face, and so did I. This is not the time to think about love, soon we will have a graduation exam. I don't want this to bring my learning spirit down. There is Dinda I have to lead. That's why I refocused on helping Dinda study during break hours or empty lesson hours. The progress is good enough, at least this can be ammunition for Dinda to face the graduation exam later.

The break has sounded. I wanted to go out for a while to buy food because I didn't have time for breakfast. At the door of the class I passed Amira, apparently she wanted to meet with Jingga. For a moment we kept quiet. Don't know what to say. This is really a test for me.

"Dihya .. let's hurry the snacks, after that make me questions!" Call Dinda, make me and Amira aware.

"Eh yes." I said, just about to get out, suddenly Orange held back.

"Dihya, I deliberately called Amira here to talk about the Olympics. The principal told me and the two of you to help our underclassmen prepare themselves for the race to be held in a few months. In this limited time, the school hopes they can win like we did back then. So, you guys want to help our sisters?" Ask Orange.

"I can't." I said. "The two of you are InshaAllah is enough."

"Lho, why?" ask Orange.

"Minda?" Amira stared at Dinda who was sitting on the very back bench.

"Yes Dinda. You see, Dihya's been betrothed to Dinda." Said Orange with his leisure.

Amira looked surprised. He looked at me for a moment, then ran away leaving us both. I know how Amira feels right now, she must be very disappointed. Broken heart for the first time and it must have hurt. Moreover, he has already expressed his feelings to me. It increases with shame.

"Sorry Mir," that's all I can say in my heart.

"Devil!" Call Orange. "Yes you, arranged to still be High School like this."

"What's the problem?" My toot. "Stupid later or now is the same. Even sooner knows better." I said.

"Devil!" The orange looks upset. Amira's arrival to class I know is not an accident. The orange that rules everything. He was still not satisfied because I just accepted being betrothed to Dinda.

***

Back at school, my bike was intercepted by Amira. He intentionally waited. The look on his face implied sadness. I was so sorry for him, but I couldn't do anything about it. We are too young to talk about this. We still have goals that need to be realized.

"Devil!" Call her. "The letter .. sorry. I really don't know if you and Dinda .. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Please Dihya just burn the letter and please forget about it. I was really embarrassed to write and send it to Dihya when Dihya already had a future wife." He lowered his head. But I can feel his sadness. Before he turned around, it was clear clear a clear grain was flowing down his cheeks.

"Amira ...." My call stopped his steps. "Excite ya!" I said. Then immediately drive the motor as fast as possible, leaving him who was still staring. From the rearview mirror, it was seen Amira sweeping her tears. I can only pray that what is happening now does not affect his learning spirit because he intends to go to Egypt. We will both fight for our goals. It is not yet time to think about love, for we have not been able to take responsibility for it in a lawful way that is marriage.

Arriving home, I went straight into the room, locked the door tightly. Then crying. At this time, I ignored the call of Umi who was surprised to see me coming home with a bent face, when called I ignored because the cloud in this heart had piled up. Sad, knowing that first love has to end.

Finally my love was reciprocated to Amira, a beautiful and well-behaved girl. But baby, we don't seem to be a long match. That love can't dock with each other because there's someone my family's expecting.

If Umi had not made this matchmaking agreement, I would have chosen Amira instead of Dinda. When compared intelligently, they are like heaven and earth. But who am I to compare them to because I am not perfect. If later I was compared like this, I would not accept it. Who likes to be compared. Everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages.