I miss Bia
part 3



Things change after Bia gets accepted to work at a coffee shop cafe. The hours of work that got the night shift forced the girl to come home late into the night. In fact, often the girl comes home at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Bia school day increasingly began to be neglected. He often forgets to do his job duties.often he also woke up late. So very tired the girl is facing her routine now.

"You need to rest Bia." Keysha said that night after opening the door for Bia. Keysha is his schoolmate who is also his boarding friend as well. Bia is very lucky to have a friend like Keysha. In addition to her sister, Bia also has Keysha as her leaning place as she so misses her return.

"Are you not tired? Work like this? Sacrificing your school days?" Although Keysha knew, Bia's lethargic face every time she came home from work was enough to explain everything.

"Key, you'll never know how much you're capable of before you're really down in one fell swoop. You'll never know your powers, until you know how weak things are at your expense."

Who would have thought that Bia would be that strong? She used to be just a girl who curses things whenever she remembers the spoiled hands of other women hugging her father's waist. The hand that was not her mother at all. Bia who used to be haunted by wounds, now actually survives. Become such a strong figure.

"Sometimes the wound itself will strengthen us." He murmured inwardly.

"Thank you Keysha." Inner Bia while looking at Keysha was fast asleep.

***

The buzz of the vehicle horn lit up the morning in the city of medan. The sun was clearly shooting out the east side. The smoke coming out of the exhaust crowded the streets more crowded.

Andra's day on the field no longer gets quiet. However, if remembering about his freedom from war arguments with his family. Andra felt that her situation was much better at the moment.

Suddenly, Andra's phone rang. A call came in on his cell phone.

"Hallo ma's." Sapa Andra with a lethargic tone. His mother Andra had already claimed this to Andra, the thing that made the man want to run away from reality. "When do you want to go home? You have to go home! You must accept this match! Open your eyes to Frisly. She's beautiful, mature, dignified, educated." Mom snaps. His emotions overflowed to ubun ubun.

Andra breathed so heavily. Didn't understand his mother? Beautiful, mature, dignified, educated, all that did not make her fall in love. Love is not just a high dignity. But, more heart that loves and loves sincerely, even though his loved ones do not have high dignity.

Clik. The phone was decided by Andra. Andra was really upset that morning. It's been three weeks that she's gone, in hopes her parents will. But, the more days his parents are getting obsessed with his matchmaking.

Andra is really tired. Yabg family should be used as a place to go home, now it becomes a chasm in his avoidance.

***

The more time the sky rotates the longer it turns yellow. The reddish light brushed the city of terrain.

The students of Junior High School 7 Tiborokbok looked crowded leaving the school. Laughter and jokes were heard mingling in the air, joining together the smell of evaporating sweat.

Bia wailed, looking for a figure who really missed, Nino. Finally, after Bia repeatedly wrongly called, many times wrongly thought, he saw the shadow of Nino walking with his friend.

"Nino!" Call Bia while waving your hand.

"Sister Bia, how are you? Nino kangen." Nini hugged her elder brother who let her smile fade away.

"You're good. Nino gimna? The gimna house?" Actually, Bia misses her mother.

"Nino is good too brother. At home. deserted. Nino has no friends. Mom's just as papa tiru rarely home."

Bia peeling in the heart. His heart was burdened with tons. His heart went bad, when he realized that there was nothing he could change.

***

Wednesday night. A young man in a cameja shirt and jeans got off his fancy car. His step towards the cafe that will be visited. The smell and taste of coffee that is made by caffe makes some people who pass by there feel addicted and want to visit it.

The lighting is quite bright, with high-speed WiFi makes anyone feel at home in that place. Plus the servants who passed by in a friendly greeting the visitors make everyone cool in it.

A waiter wearing a short white T-shirt with his black pants that seemed to approach Andra who had just sat down. Her hair was one-pointed, with bangs that fell beautifully every time she looked down. Sometimes he combed his hair that stuck out on his forehead. Makes her face look clear and sweet.

"Please mas." The waiter said, handing over the menu list. And he gave a smile.

Andra looked at the woman without blinking. He saw a smile on the servant, as if he saw a sorrow that flashed on his sweet face. The deeper he looked into the servant's eyes, the more drowned he was in the void. Looking at the servant, it was like standing in front of a mirror. At that moment, time seemed to spin making Andra sculpt, like standing in front of a mirror expressing his reflection.

"Sorry, did you decide the order?" Ask the waiter and smile back.

Andra dropped the menu she had just held. "Oh yeah, hmm there's ulee kareng and gayo coffee?"

" There's a mas." The servant's hand.

" all right. I ordered ulee kareng ding coffee and banda bread." Said Andra replying to the smile of the servant in front of her.

The waiter recorded his order. "wait huh? The order is delivered immediately." He left Andra, who was still looking at the servant. In his mind he was curious about the waiter. It was like there was something so interesting and mysterious to know and to be solved during his first encounter with the servant. Who's the girl?

***

The night is getting late. The streets are getting quieter. There are only two public transports still passing by.

Caffe tavern was beginning to be abandoned by the coffee connoisseurs. The waiters on the night shift began to clean up the tables. The clink of the glass that collides with the plate bites the night ear.

He now lives in the cafe with several servants. The cafe booth was closed by several male servants. Andra who had been standing in the parking lot, continued to pay attention to the girl who had caught his attention.

The girl began to leave the cafe as she waved at the other servants who were separated at home. "Heart on the road ya mba🤪"

The servants said, "okay heart too ya you!"

Andra looked and watched their conversation. The further the smaller until finally the girl disappeared unseen. He patted the shoulder of the man who was riding his motorcycle. "That's who's bang?" Ask Andra.

"Oh that? Her name was Bia or Zahabia Asyifa Farid. He's the new waiter here" replied the man's maid.

Zahabian? The bia? Zahabia Asyifa Farid? Such a beautiful name, inner Andra in heart.

"Has he always been like that?"

"Like what? Wh why? Smile?"

Andra nodded slowly.

"She's a friendly girl. Always smile and say hello."

The girl was friendly? But since then, I have not seen a smile on the girl's face. Nnnnope. What was on that sweet face was just a wound.