I miss Bia
part 4's



The minutes of the night became a matter of hours. Then hacking is quiet, until weeks pass in a month.

Bia's getting thinner. Everything raged in his mind. All the feelings in his heart. The last news received from Nino, his mother was pregnant with their future stepbrother. Bia just said "everything's gonna be okay." The Nino. That sentence always made him cursing himself whenever he remembered and uttered his. He knew, With the baby, things would get worse. Everything will be turned back upside down by life.

Approaching the end of the semester, Bia seemed to find herself in a gloomy abyss. Even so, he kept stepping. Although it should be trained. But he kept trying.

"Bia tomorrow we're UNBK. We're in the early session, 07:30 I don't want you to be late again as usual." Keysha told Bia.

"What if I'm late?" Ask resigned.

"Then you can't do it!" Keysha remembered her steadily.

She looked at the girl in front of her. A small smile that Bia made to her. "Thank you key."

Bia switched topics that were definitely not about her exam tomorrow.

"Thank you for what?" Forehead Keysha frowning.

"Thank you for letting me know that I'm not alone in this world." Bia with her smile reviews.

Keysha. He rarely said that to her. Usually, the girl will only keep the feeling of a meeting.

Keysha holds Bia's. "Thank you for teaching me a lesson."

Bia just smiled. And the Bia by Keysha. Right now he really feels like he has a friend and brother who is so good, even so sad, never complained once. That's what Keysha likes about Bia.

There's always something we can learn, like Keysha and Bia's meeting, which teaches the meaning of caring. Like the meeting of the cloudy and the rain, which teaches his sincerity. The sincerity to release, melt darkly, shed the grains of the sky and eliminate cloudiness.

***

The boisterous voice that had been in the classroom had suddenly become silent. Since the arrival of Mr. aldi who is famous as the cruelest teacher. Don't expect to see a cheat sheet, turning to ask something never could.

Keysha was worried. Why Bia hasn't just come to this point. Maybe he woke up again? Before leaving, he made sure that Bia woke up and prepared for school. However, I don't know what happened to the girl until her form has not just appeared.

"Keep all your books outside! Or with respect I'm letting you out of this room!"

Mr. aldi as if to invite all his students who want to leave the room. Not leave. One of the students entered the room.

"Sorry sir." Said Bia with a decapitated breath.

"Where have you been!" Snapped pak aldi with the feeling he did not like the delay Bia.

Bia gulped. He looked at Keysha hoping that she could help him.

"Sir," Keysha got up from his seat.

Mr. aldi looked over.

"I'm sorry Bia sir. Last night he came home too late, Bia promised not to repeat it again" said Keysha.

"I asked him! Not you!" Mr. aldi was grumbling full of trivial.

"Sir, we're all classmates. We're going to the test today, together." Danar, classmate Bia and Keysha got up from his seat.

One by one all the students in the room began to rise up, as if agreeing with Danar's words just now.

Feeling outnumbered by the number of students. Mr. Aldi allowed Bia to enter.

Again, Bia was touched. On that day he found people who cared about him. And he realized how deeply each person is there is always an embedded concern.

***

Star-studded nights and the moon. Bia bends hugging her knees. He put his face in the folds of his hands. Tears were shed without being able to hold it.

The bus stop near the cafe is very quiet. The streets are so empty. Only one or two road users remain. The night hawkers began to appear dim between the nights, but quite clearly found.

All wounds passed through Bia's head. Thousands of feelings touched his heart. Break up his life. His mind is over tonight. Her parents' divorce, her father's affair, her mother's pregnancy with her stepfather, and the latter are further destroying her life she's in DO from her scholarship.

Bia's body shook. He hiccupped to hold back the crying. Sometimes he squeezes the sleeves of the clothes he wears. As if channeling the tightness he felt.

Instantly, Bia regained her senses. A man was sitting beside her. He was shocked and scared. Only then did he realize his fear. Bia slightly shifted her seat slightly away from the man.

"Become." Said the man.

Bia turned her head and looked at the figure next to her while full of astonishment. She recognize me?

The man smiled. "Don't be afraid. I'm a visitor to your coffee shop. You remember?"

Bia's forehead wrinkled as if she was remembering what she said. And when I remember it. He even kept his chin folded in his hands. Unconcerned.

I was disturbed by the man's question. "What's your business? I don't even know you."

The man smiled. The smile that Bia realized was so calming. "I'm Andra."

Bia looked at. He found a calmness, which seemed to explain him to believe in the man. "Why are you here?"

"I don't want to see tears on your face." Andra said as she wiped the tears on Bia's face.

As someone entered her heart, Bia found calmness as Andra touched her cheek. Just this time it was uncontrollable and accepted the presence of a stranger. Either because of all his problems, or he really feels comfortable.

"Sister." Bia mentioned that. As if he found the presence of an older brother who had been waiting for him, but never dared to expect it. He was afraid, very afraid of being disappointed in his hope.

"Yes?"

"Why do you care?" Ask Bia.

This time Andra felt her feelings did not understand. Why would he care? The question was poking in his ear. He himself could not answer that question. Basically, every time he looked at Bia, it was like he was standing in front of a mirror. Two different humans, each with their own wounds. And every time he looked at her, Andra seemed to be drowning in the darkness of his eyes. Not falling, but home. He found a place to go home.

"Because I know the sadness that hangs in your eyes every time you smile." Andra looked into Bia's eyes.

Bia caught the look in the man's eyes. Eyes that are so sad, so caring. All this time he was sure no one would care about the sadness that hung in his eyes. But the man is different, like Keysha, he also cares for Bia.

"You want to tell me about your problem?"

Bia just looked down, there was a sense she never understood. He felt like telling the stranger, wanting to expose all the wounds that hurt his heart. But he should not just believe in strangers who are new to him.

"I never told strangers."

"Do I look foreign to you?"

Bia. He looked back into the man's eyes. But the more he stared the more he knew the figure beside him.

"I lost everything." The word bia which finally while issuing the word said it.

"Lost what?"

Bia gave a very heavy breath. But not a little bit of the burden is reduced. He remembered the row of values that fell. And again Bia blames everything on life. He cursed both of his parents who had made his life even worse. Tears were back on her cheeks. Don't know where to vaporize all the raging flavors.

"Tell me at least it will it will slightly reduce your burden" Andra again offered his hike to Bia.

"I'm in the DO of the scholarship. I don't know this semester with what I should continue with my school," Bia explained.

Andra raised her next to her eyebrows. "Your parents?"

"Divorced" said Bia before Andra continued. He bent his knees and hugged her. "I watched with my own eyes my father having an affair with another woman, and my mother demanding a divorce. It didn't take long for my mother to get married again. I can't accept all that, I can't accept new people in my life. That night I decided to leave the house."

The waves of that time reminded Bia. He closed his eyes, holding back the pain that sliced his heart.

"I had to leave my sister Nino. I can't take him with me. To take care of myself I can't. I am getting tired of living my life. I slowly ignored my school. And my UAS results are really bad."

"Since then I have never believed in love. My parents never taught him. All I know. Love is just a momentary feeling that hurts each other. Love is only love, hatred and tears. Especially weddings? Just a toy sentence in front of the witness and the penghulu. After finding someone new, love can only menduakan everything. I just lost everything. Including my trust." Pungkas Bia's.

Her tears came back. Bia rubbed her tears that had dripped back.

Andra touched Bia's shoulder, very carefully. He stroked the girl's shoulder, trying to give Bia strength.

"I will help you" Andra said in a very convincing tone.

Bia dragged her gaze. Glanced at Andra who was beside her. Whatchu mean?

"You're a tough girl. You'll stay in school, I'll pay it all off." Andra.

"You? What am I supposed to do if you pay off all that?"

"I only asked for two things. First, live your life well. The right school. Second, never complain and cry again."

The man made her disbelieve, how much he made her want to cry. Not because he was sad, but because he was sad. He had been talking for a few minutes? And the man said sincerely, offering a hand ready to handle him as he was about to fall. Bia only still denied his heart that had believed. His logic still calls for the impossibility of someone offering such great kindness in an instant and without the reward of being worth it.

See how God sent an angel to Bia.

"Why did you do all that?"

"Because sometimes. Strangers feel so close to us. Like now, when I feel like I've known you for so long. Let's just say I'm an old friend of yours who wants to help you." Andra.

Bia smiling. A single tear is back flowing. " Thank you."

Andra wiped the tears that fell from her eyelids. "I told you not to cry anymore."

In the next instant Bia fell into Andra's embrace which somehow made her so very comfortable and felt her return. The drizzle drizzle slowly makes the night so beautiful. That time Bia felt so comfortable. Being in Andra's arms. It was like coming home to the house he missed so much. Andra's concern houses Bia who is lost in the strangeness of life.