I Hate Having to Love
Chapter IV Coming after the disappearance
I don't know how long we don't communicate with each other, because I'm busy with my school affairs, and Faisal who is busy with his own affairs somehow. Since then I think Faisal has changed his phone number because, I tried several times to call him but could not connect once. I resigned maybe Faisal was disappointed in me because I had died there, maybe Faisal was angry but he did not dare to reveal it .
The more days I can be without word from Faisal I enjoy my days with my new friends at school, enjoying the beauty of the city that I do not know at all, enjoy friendship with new friends . Until I was at the point of almost forgetting the presence of the figure of Faisal . About 6 months old Faisal and I did not tell each other and I was used to it but suddenly Faisal came looking for me.
One afternoon when I was still at school suddenly my classmates were looking for me to run around like there was important news that had to be conveyed to me , but it was wrong that the classmate wanted to let me know that someone was looking for me and asking about me .
" Nda..... Wonderful ..... Where are you ??? Here for a moment, someone is looking for you is a man, he sent me a message through social media "early exclaim with a little screaming voice .
" Huh... Who's looking for me, why is he looking for me ? Am I wrong ? " Ask me .
" Don't know suddenly she sent me a message asking for your phone number and looking for you "immediate reply .
When I saw the early mobile phone it turned out that man was Faisal . The man who had no news after my departure to continue my education, I immediately told him to give my phone number to Faisal .
" Have Din given my number to the man, he's my best friend if we haven't been preaching to each other for a long time" I said .
" Alright I give you your phone number yes if he messes with you directly tell me yes "pinta early with a face that is a little worried.
I gave Faisal my phone number early, but Faisal hadn't called me yet, and I was waiting for him to call me . Because I want to know how she's been after a long time not communicating with each other . A week after giving Faisal my phone number, Faisal finally contacted me.
" Ndah, it's me Faisal I'm sorry, I didn't tell you when you were going to the city until now" Faisal said
" That's not what I mean, I didn't tell you because there's something I have to do that I can't leave, someday I'll tell you everything in detail " faisal said .
" Okay if you want it like that, but at least you can give news even if it is only in the form of news "my door .
" Well, I'm sorry, well, I can't be a good friend to you yet, what are you there for ? What is at home with the new atmosphere there which is very different from the atmosphere here ? " Task Faisal .
" I'm very comfortable here, my friends are very friendly, good, I'm easy to get along here, and the lessons here I can follow quickly sal "my story is beautiful .
" Thank God .... I'm glad to hear that you're there too "excited Faisal .
I was with Faisal and had just made friends and met only once for only a few hours. But I feel comfortable being near Faisal, Faisal is a good man who can hear my story seriously even though it is the dark time of Faisal ,but I think it is different from the personality of Faisal who after I knew this . Faisal is a shy, non-talking and humorous type of man . Faisal and I often exchanged stories over the phone, I told him about my school and Faisal told me about his simple life but very warm brotherly ties with his sisters.
" Wouldn't you major in health how what's exciting ? " Task Faisal .
" Excitingly.... So exciting.... I enjoy it anyway sal, I know a lot about the diseases that exist around the community, I become more understanding also how to overcome and cure lohhhh "my answer with fun .
"Asik ya ndah you can still continue your education. You have to be diligent in learning so that both your parents are happy" Faisal said .
" Yes Faisal is calm I must have learned really well "my answer coolly.
