Dear Adam :Spring - 1

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Monday on campus Khadijah was sitting in the Gazebo. She worked on his thesis for her master's degree.

A pair of lovers walked by, looking congested when they saw it, moreover, there was no longer a pair, but there was a toddler boy.

"What is he?"

Khadijah's mind became uncertain. She felt the urge to lean on someone at that time.

Spring should be as beautiful as in Korean dramas, unfortunately spring is raging in feelings of lonely love.

"Hey, how are you? Why do you have to fall in love with you? You are lost and don't know where to go home? Why can't falling in love not choose?"

Khadijah daydreamed and stared at the screen on her laptop. It was as if he was thinking of her being with him.

Taking a deep breath, Khadijah felt a tightness in her chest. She couldn't take his eyes off them.

"It's really cruel to fall in love, let alone fall into the wrong embrace. Haven't had time to have already had a broken heart. It feels torn to pieces until it's irregular, the feeling is like shredded chicken."

Khadijah's blank stare.

"Jah, why bother, lately you've been mostly silent?"

Fabian appeared like a tuyul in broad daylight.

"Since when have you been here?" Khadijah inquired by squinting her eyes.

"Since you were daydreaming."

"I'm not daydreaming just thinking about my thesis."

"Thesis? or boys?"

"Thesis!"

"Are you sure, if the thesis, not the other view?"

Khadijah just grimaced at the sight. Really staring at the shadow of the intimacy between them.

"It's enough to know," Khadijah screamed in her heart.

"Yes, Dijah. You have to focus on your thesis!"

How do you feel about yourself? soul that floats on the wind. A shadow of sadness represents a feeling like a heart that is a little congested to torture in the heart.

"You can still have that opportunity, as long as you can say and pray secretly through a prostration."

Khadijah stared sadly at the screen on her laptop until the results of her typing were no longer visible. It's really annoying like a heart that he shouldn't be able to do, realizing that he is nobody. In fact, there is no right at all to prohibit it.

"Are you sure you don't think about men and women walking side by side?"

"Unlucky!" Fabian managed to read his mind like an impromptu dukun.

Khadijah just sat in silence, like a spring without love blossoming, there is only one-sided love hurts.

The tears in Khadijah's heart lost, crying without tears, maybe she felt a love that could never happen.

Fabian's chattering voice suddenly disappeared from his hearing.

Why should there be love, if in the end, love never happened.

Khadijah's mind seemed to scream. Evening in silence witnessed by the orange twilight.

Flashback on

I remember him at that time, the rain had stopped me and him. But, we don't talk to each other, just look at each other.

Only my mind speaks, there will never be a single word between me and him.

A shabby 90's vespa stopped in front of me.

"Dijah, come on up."

I shook my head, because I didn't want my moment with him to just stop.

"Dijah."

"You go first, Fab. I'm waiting for Hasan to pick me up."

I also refused Fabian, then he left with his vespa.

"Ahem."

A grunt came out of him. My breath seems rough. My heart is pounding. I wanted to say one word, but unfortunately I couldn't say the words.

The rain began to subside, as if it became a loud code of farewell between me and him. We looked at each other, we walked in opposite directions. leave each other. However, be aware that you are nobody. In my prayers I seem to say his name every time.

Yes, he is an Adam that I really miss every time and every second. For me, he is Adam who is always in my prayers. As long as I pray I want him, even though in reality it is only limited to knowing me with him.

Flashback Off.

Now only spring like a broken heart is starting to blossom. No, the feeling of love that blossomed, let alone the presence of the woman. Like an atomic bomb that exploded instantly.

*

This morning the sun is so beautiful.

"Good morning!"

"Morning, Dad."

"Yukz breakfast."

Khadijah started down the stairs and then she went straight to the dining table.

"Tumben, dad. How come it's quiet? Where are Hasan and Ridwan?" Khadijah's eyes began to circulate in every corner of the room.

"They?"

"Ahem."

"They've been out since this morning. They say they have business."

"O."

Khadijah looked around.

"Where's aunt, how come you can't see it?"

"Aunt?"

"Yes, Dad."

Ayass just shrugged his shoulders in a sign of not knowing.

"Son, about when will your mommy be back?"

Immediately Khadijah fell silent hearing the question from her father. He was afraid that everything would be exposed at the wrong time.

"O Allah, what if all of this will make daddy disappointed? I don't mean to lie, but..."

His thoughts seemed to be shattered when his phone vibrated. A chat message wa from his mother.

Mother : Dek, Mother will come soon.

Khadijah glared at the short message from him. It's really beyond expectation. That secret will be right out today.

Khadijah : Khadijah is typing....

"Who, want to chat with you?"

Khadijah's heart suddenly felt like a sudden shock. Want to answer, but.

Khadijah's cell phone sounded like a video call from her mother.

"Want to answer, but there is a father."

Khadijah finally shifted an answer button to reject.

"Well, why did you refuse, son," asked Ayass, Khadijah's father.

"It's not important, dad. This is Fabian calling," Khadijah answered with a grin.

"Oh, why don't you answer, kid?" Ayass looked at his daughter Khadijah. "Poor him." he continued.

Ayass looked suspiciously.

"Father, it seems I'm already late."

"Breakfast first, Khadijah."

Khadijah smiled, "Khadijah, have breakfast on campus later, father."

"Then, do you need dad to take you to campus?" Ayass's eyes darted to Khadijah, his daughter.

"No need, father. Dijah can take the bus," Khadijah smiled at his father. Because he was used to going to campus by bus.

"Assalamualaikum, Father," Khadijah kissed Ayass hand.

"Walaikumsalam," Ayass replied with a smile.

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