ENEMIES IN THE FRIENDSHIP BLESSES
Starting from the movies, stories, fairy tales, short stories, even legends tell about love. A mysterious yet meaningful word. Actually I just know about the real love but I never knew close to the meaning of true love.
A word of love is very easy to say by many people. Many ways that a man and even a woman declare the word love in their respective spouses. But they do not understand the meaning of a mysterious word.
A sentence I get after I know a man, "love, that love does not look at his imperfection and imperfection is perfect".
"Sis, when do you move On?" Zahra asked suddenly while bluffing at me in grief.
I just shook my head, did not answer the question but my tears suddenly dripped. Sense of sadness, irritation and anger I think that day. In my heart I asked, "is there a man like father? Who is sad to see me crying, the wise and responsible".
My tears are falling when my heart remembers Risky's feet. Zahra can only wipe away my tears, comforting with a foolish manner that does not help a bit sad in the heart.
All this started when I just entered a state college. That day, the first day ospek as a freshman. In the atmosphere of the night that had not met early in the morning, I came up with a dumb look. Upon entering the gate all the new students had lined up in the middle of the field, a level sister smiled at me from the post security guard located to the left of the gate. At that time I just thought he laughed at my appearance like a resident of the RSJ.
Time passed so fast, until finally the ospek finished with many happy memories with kak Risky. The first day of the ospek is the day that Risky's kak smiled the first time to me. The second day is when kakky greeted first and asked me to meet. The third day is the last day of the day and today the day Risky asked my phone number.
Kak Risky is not exactly the same man as father, the one I always make a role model. But I do not know why my heart always vibrates when I see it, my face is always red when I know he is watching me and I feel embarrassed every time I see it. Honestly I was the first time to feel this, before I never knew another man but the father because I always in sekolahkan in school daughter and there is not a single man I know, not only that I am an only child and there is no brother . Everyday I always busy with learning activities and chasing achievements.
The night was not good again, as always I always look at the rain from the window of the room. The cool atmosphere of the night was greeted by a warmth of love. An SMS came in which contained a message from kakky's feet. That night I flew to the seventh heaven, a man whom I liked to praise me with beautiful words and he asked me to smile when I saw him because he said my smile depicts an angel's smile.
The beautiful night was replaced with a bright morning with other wonderful memories. From a distance, I saw a man standing in front of the gate with a woman. The closer I recognized the man, yes it was Risky's kak with kak Venny, the smartest and arrogant student I knew at the ospek. Honestly my heart beating like someone throw a stone to the door of a small heart, I just silence not a smile I give when passing near kakky Ris. But Risky's feet still smile at me. And I think it is the end of the introduction 3 days ago but I am wrong of my heart already for him from 3 days ago.
"Zahra", a woman suddenly approached and invited acquaintances. With a smile I answered, "Siska Yolanda Putri".
"Yolanda, that's my name", a woman came back with a rather cynical smile and a smug voice. But Zahra and Yolanda eventually become close friends and even friends And here is the beginning of friendship full of selfishness.
At 8 past 15 minutes, a woman with glasses and a sweet smile greeted, "morning boy, happy to be a student here". From there the learning process begins. Time did not seem to show at 1:00 and because it was the first day of the teaching and learning process, and our lesson was finished. I walked with Zahra and Yolanda. The one who rode the motor stopped in front of us.
"Siska deck, go home with my sister yes", said the biker. I just did not know what to say and I looked into the eyes of the biker.
"Come up, we go home", my heavy legs seemed to take me on a motorcycle.
"Kak Risky not together with her boyfriend what?" I said with a kind word and a little scared.
"This again with my sister's boyfriend", he replied as if playing. I smiled shyly at him, my heart beat fast, my face flushed.
A word of love is very easy to say by many people. Many ways that a man and even a woman declare the word love in their respective spouses. But they do not understand the meaning of a mysterious word.
A sentence I get after I know a man, "love, that love does not look at his imperfection and imperfection is perfect".
"Sis, when do you move On?" Zahra asked suddenly while bluffing at me in grief.
I just shook my head, did not answer the question but my tears suddenly dripped. Sense of sadness, irritation and anger I think that day. In my heart I asked, "is there a man like father? Who is sad to see me crying, the wise and responsible".
My tears are falling when my heart remembers Risky's feet. Zahra can only wipe away my tears, comforting with a foolish manner that does not help a bit sad in the heart.
All this started when I just entered a state college. That day, the first day ospek as a freshman. In the atmosphere of the night that had not met early in the morning, I came up with a dumb look. Upon entering the gate all the new students had lined up in the middle of the field, a level sister smiled at me from the post security guard located to the left of the gate. At that time I just thought he laughed at my appearance like a resident of the RSJ.
Time passed so fast, until finally the ospek finished with many happy memories with kak Risky. The first day of the ospek is the day that Risky's kak smiled the first time to me. The second day is when kakky greeted first and asked me to meet. The third day is the last day of the day and today the day Risky asked my phone number.
Kak Risky is not exactly the same man as father, the one I always make a role model. But I do not know why my heart always vibrates when I see it, my face is always red when I know he is watching me and I feel embarrassed every time I see it. Honestly I was the first time to feel this, before I never knew another man but the father because I always in sekolahkan in school daughter and there is not a single man I know, not only that I am an only child and there is no brother . Everyday I always busy with learning activities and chasing achievements.
The night was not good again, as always I always look at the rain from the window of the room. The cool atmosphere of the night was greeted by a warmth of love. An SMS came in which contained a message from kakky's feet. That night I flew to the seventh heaven, a man whom I liked to praise me with beautiful words and he asked me to smile when I saw him because he said my smile depicts an angel's smile.
The beautiful night was replaced with a bright morning with other wonderful memories. From a distance, I saw a man standing in front of the gate with a woman. The closer I recognized the man, yes it was Risky's kak with kak Venny, the smartest and arrogant student I knew at the ospek. Honestly my heart beating like someone throw a stone to the door of a small heart, I just silence not a smile I give when passing near kakky Ris. But Risky's feet still smile at me. And I think it is the end of the introduction 3 days ago but I am wrong of my heart already for him from 3 days ago.
"Zahra", a woman suddenly approached and invited acquaintances. With a smile I answered, "Siska Yolanda Putri".
"Yolanda, that's my name", a woman came back with a rather cynical smile and a smug voice. But Zahra and Yolanda eventually become close friends and even friends And here is the beginning of friendship full of selfishness.
At 8 past 15 minutes, a woman with glasses and a sweet smile greeted, "morning boy, happy to be a student here". From there the learning process begins. Time did not seem to show at 1:00 and because it was the first day of the teaching and learning process, and our lesson was finished. I walked with Zahra and Yolanda. The one who rode the motor stopped in front of us.
"Siska deck, go home with my sister yes", said the biker. I just did not know what to say and I looked into the eyes of the biker.
"Come up, we go home", my heavy legs seemed to take me on a motorcycle.
"Kak Risky not together with her boyfriend what?" I said with a kind word and a little scared.
"This again with my sister's boyfriend", he replied as if playing. I smiled shyly at him, my heart beat fast, my face flushed.
"Uhm, cie cie", Yolanda said suddenly. Her face seemed to cheer, Zahra smiled and formed a pattern of heart from her finger. My face is getting red.
"First yes deck", said Risky kak on Zahra and Yolanda.
On the way I'm just silent, do not know what to say and the shame becomes more and more.
Initially the PDKT period went smoothly no problems that create chaos and new friendships on the new campus was running perfectly. But the beautiful beginning is not as beautiful as the end. Many small problems in our friendship and love are problems that make it more complicated.
I wish I'd never had a friend who was selfish, uninviting, and honest, not speaking from behind. Yolanda was originally a good friend but it turned out he was "enemy in the blanket" maybe the words were too piercing if he heard it but that's what I felt at the time.
It all started when my relationship with Risky got closer by then Yolanda suddenly said, "what the hell do you see from kak Risky.
I simply replied, "the real love comes not because of its perfection but learning to accept its deficiencies to perfection". With spontaneous Zahra laughing at it, I smiled but Yolanda looked normal.
Yolanda's ugliness is becoming more and more of a task and a group work, she is so selfish. He seemed to want to do it all himself and when the task was done he cursed us as if we did not want to petrify and when we petrified to do the task, we are not even appreciated in the least. Irritated and disappointed that we feel but yes we are close friends, it is not a big problem for us. The more passionate patience the day goes on. Like a small fire wants to be extinguished but the fire is burning with great and damaging everything. The friendship that originally went smoothly became the crack crack where.
Along with our friendship crack, there was also a rift of my relationship with Risky's foot. Somehow Yolanda got the phone number kak Risky. Yolanda often smsan same kak Risky, at first I believe in Yolanda. He can not be mean to me. But all my guesses are wrong. That day I did not accidentally open Yolanda's mobile phone and opened his photo gallery. Surprised and very sad when he looked. A picture of the two of them that looked so close. And from that day on I stepped away from Risky's feet.
A stupid feeling might ruin everything instantly but I know friendship is better than a boyfriend. I'm not angry at all Yolanda even though kak Risky keep looking for me and try to explain everything. But the rice has become porridge, I am a woman I know Yolanda likes Risky kak.
Although a love is not united but I'm sure our friendship will improve but once again my wish is like a wooden house hit by a hurricane and destroyed instantly. Yolanda and Zahra have problems. Yolanda says Zahra used her as a friend in doing the task. Though a friendship does not know the word use or exploited. A friendship is not an economic principle that always expects profit. A friendship is formed because each other needs each other.
This problem destroys everything. I can not stand to see Zahra who always relents and I end up trying to unite them but a broken plate will not be as intact as new. Zahra's heart that was injured was not able to go back like before. Day after day goes and we do not walk together anymore but a split does not mean hostility and a meeting is not for enemies. Far more fragrant and close will smell it. Maybe with him away from us all would be better and hostilities would not happen but in our hearts always want to be together as before without getting away from each other.
Remember a meeting is not to seek hostility. And a problem does not always make us an enemy. Friendship does not come by the perfect friend. Yes friends come not from perfect friends but friends come from imperfections are put together to be perfect like metamorphosis on the butterfly.
Perhaps there is no such thing as perfect friendship but it is sure that imperfections will form a perfection in the future.
And that love is a feeling that can not be forced. Maybe now my relationship has been done with him but I'm sure the time will answer our relationship fiss. Friends, friends or lovers who are in God's destiny to unite.