My Promise

Finally we both sat in the car, accompanied by 2 cups of coffee and roasted uli. as a friend waiting for a change from the afternoon sun to the moon.

It's beautiful to see the light that starts to burn along the road. like the body of a snake that meanders, I see it from up here.

I saw the sun slowly coming down as if saying goodbye to me. Really this heart feeling is so calm and happy. Finally, here I can forget all the problems that have occurred. He put his jacket on my body. In order for me not to feel cold by the night that began to come.

His eyes were so warm and cool for me, I felt comfortable and calm with him.

Sometimes I ask, Does he really want to marry me?

if true, he must wait for me until then.

"Anjani ... I know, you don't know my name yet!"

He said while putting on a teasing expression. for a moment this self became bowed ashamed, and smiled guilty. He knew that I really didn't know his name, because all this time, I had never cared about him.

Maybe I'm the only stupidest woman in school.

He is the student council president but I never wanted to know about him.

"Sorry, because all this time, I never wanted to know about you."

I answered in a flat and sinless tone. but to be honest, I really don't care.

"Hehehehe ... mmmmwwuuuach."

Suddenly he kissed my cheek and immediately jumped from the car. I was surprised to make it, make my cheeks blush between anger and shame.

"That's a punishment for you! Because you never care about me. And it makes me even more sure to choose you ...! Hahaahaaahhha ...!"

I saw the happy expression on his face, he also forgot what happened to his mother. I feel happy too, actually I want to ask him. What happened between him and his mother that I saw in his eyes, anger that radiated into his mother. but the time isn't right yet ... maybe later, the day after tomorrow or better I don't care. I also jumped down from his car, and ran after him.

"Aduch ...!" he suddenly stopped and my body crashed into his back. he then turned and said ...

"Antoni ... my name is Antoni ..."

He held out his hand to me, as if he would start our meeting all over again.

For a moment I paused and smiled at him ... I saw his eyes sparkling. and my heart feels happy, after I know the name "Antoni"

I will reach out my hand. I shook his hand as I said

"Anjani .. my name is Anjani"

"Yeah, hooray ... !!!"

He quickly lifted my body while shouting happily.

Right now we feel we are both truly happy, forgetting all the problems that occur between our respective families. He was with his family ... and I was with my family ... One by one, I saw stars appearing in the sky. he took my hand, he raised my hand while saying ..

"Anjani ... I'm Antoni"

until whenever I will always be with you ... until you agree I marry you ..! "

He looked at the sky with stars and said to them.

"You're crazy ... we just know each other but you dare to talk like that"

I hit his shoulder and said a little annoyed at him.

"Ha ha ha .. For you, indeed you only know me, but for me .... I have known you since 3 years ago ... hahaahahha .."

Laughter is free with the words he revealed to me.

make yourself like participating in the stars up there. Really now we are both truly happy without consciously feeling that time is starting to become night.

"Antoni, let's go home tonight ... tomorrow we have to go to school. UAS is just one more week. We have to prepare it."

I realized to go home soon, there was a feeling of sadness in my heart if I said about going home because I didn't know where I should go home later, and what was happening tomorrow.

Now I can only see the gravel and small grass at my feet. I did not dare raise my head to look at the moon and the stars above.

"Anjani, you go home, yes, your problem is my problem, he won't dare to chase you away ..."

He leaned my body in his car, he did not let go of my hand in his grasp.

"Anjani, she's actually not my mother, nor is my Papa's legal wife ..."

Suddenly I was surprised to hear that, because it turned out that his family problems were more polemic than my family's. And I began to dare to clarify all this with him ...

" But you just called mother ..."

How is this, I really do not understand, sorry if I ask too far .. In my heart I think ...

Maybe he will be angry with my question this time.

I called him dimama, it is a sign of my gratitude for saving my mother ... but it turns out .....

"God still wants something else."

I saw in the corner of his eye a crystal coming out ... I saw, it turns out he was crying ...

leaned on the side of the car and stood next to me. his head looked at the shining night sky. I feel like he'really lonely, he deserves to say that we really have a lot in common ... it turns out our similarities are children who are lonely but must be good at acting.

I held her hand tightly, and remained faithful. I waited for her to listen to her heart.

"Anjani ... cieeeee cieeeee .... have started squeezing my hand squeezing it seems ... hahhahahaaha!"

Suddenly I let go of my hand, it turns out this child is really joking on me,

"Eh ...! Well, that's not tacky!""Watch out you ..."

I hit his body as a sign of my frustration at him.

it turns out he cheated me, I took it seriously, and it turns out he said that ...

Damn it ...! We laughed again together ... until finally he hugged my body .... we stopped, our eyes looked at each other and as if our eyes were talking, he put his forehead with my forehead, for a moment we felt the sound of the silence of the night only crickets and gusts of wind. the night that accompanied our heartfelt talk.

I feel comfortable and at peace with him. He understood me, like I understood him. He trusted me, he told me all the stories of his life. But I ... I still don't dare to tell my story to him ...

because I'm ashamed of him, I'm the one guilty of my life story.

Kak Anjani, everything I say to you is really ... I don't want to lie to you ... You are the first person. I have told you about my life.

Until now my father did not want to marry him, because my father loved and was loyal to my mother.

That's why I learned from my father ... A woman who was loving to death picked her up. "

Hearing the last words he said to me, I was very shy ... because my father was 180 ° compared to his father, I didn't even know. Should I tell him or not ... but I want him to know my story ... as he told me about the story ... I held his body tight, and put my head in his arms. I feel ashamed but I also feel happy.

I am ashamed of my father's story but I am happy when I know that he only loves me ...

"Anjani, don't leave me ... promise !"

He kissed my head with full tenderness. I looked at his face ... I promised in my heart, I will always accompany him until whenever. Sometimes I feel, all this is not the time yet. Because we are still 17 years old..

we still have a long way to go. I don't know what we have to go through tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I look at his face with a smile of happiness and trust in him.

inan rubbed his head. while I whisper in his ear.

"Be a good man and achieve all your dreams, don't be afraid. I will always be by your side."

we both became more united in hugs, as if we didn't want to be released and didn't want to go back home.

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