My name is Miss
What the hell is going on?

"there I am, you are not alone.if there is a complaint, talk to me. I will always be there for you." he said as he wiped the tears of longing.

"Why are you good to me?" Longs bowed.

"Of course I care about you. Because you are my future wife." said the young man smiling.

"Haish, stop your jokes. Don't say that anymore."Missed to throw her gaze towards the lake near the park.

"Look at my eyes miss, do you see any jokes from my gaze?" asked the young man as he pulled Miss's shoulder to set his eyes on her.

"Come on, don't joke. If you were Om Wardi's son, I never knew there was such a match. While almost 12 years my father disappeared like a swallow earth. So where does the logic of matchmaking come from?" I miss trying to think realistically.

The young man paused for a moment and then exhaled softly. Before long, he took something out of his backpack.he took out a photo that looks old. Photo of a curly-haired boy side by side with a little girl with a puffed cheek. Then the young man who was none other than Ibra gave the photo to Miss.

"What do you mean?" ask Miss.

"Rin, that's a picture of us being small, let's see

behind it." replied Ibra.

Misses also flipped the photo, it turns out there is writing behind the photo.

Later you will be united, as our parents promised. May God always take care of you.

"no, this is not possible. This is the handwriting of 🥺 father how can this photo have the handwriting of father, while father has long disappeared???" Longs teary.

"This photo was when my father and I came to Rin's pier house. I took this picture 5 years ago. My father was critical at the hospital." Ibra started telling stories.

"Criticism?" ask Miss.

"Yes, my father has blood cancer. And when he was critical, he handed me this photo. Actually, I was also confused when it was time that your father frustrated Rin" Ibra said.

"Wait, I don't know what your words mean?" Longing began to be inexhaustible with the words of Ibra who said that his father was frustrated, while for 12 years Rin knew his father who left him and his mother and sister.

Ibra paused her sentence, yes then exhaled softly. Trying to compose a sentence that does not shock Rin.

"Rin, do you know, it was actually your mother who left your father?" ask Ibra slowly.

"What's? Don't fuck you Bra! that's not true!" hinting to hold back anger.

"Rin Relax. This is what I know. When your father came to my house to see my father. His face was a complete mess, not seeing the good looks I had seen before. His hair was curly, his clothes were not careless, his face was not taken care of. I heard from behind the door of your father's living room crying Rin.He asked if my father knew where you were. My father was actually surprised. I asked what the problem was. And your father just shook his frustration Rin. Even your father got treatment at the hospital" Ibra recalls.

"Astaghfirullah,ayah🥺... What's the matter, actually? Why is my life so messed up like this" Missed crying softly.

"the 12 years I lived under pressure, I was like a chicken left by its mother. After Dad disappeared, Mom's attitude was really bad for me. Even my sister Kasa, oh she is like a mortal enemy who harbors hatred for me. Mom never told me anything about what really happened. Often I ask about the father to the mother.Rather than get an explanation, I was beaten, in caci maki like a stepson." Missed crying hysterically.

"Cry Rin, weep so that your heart may be relieved." Ibra rubbed Miss's back.

"Why is the reality of life as bitter as this Bra?" Miss sobbing.

"You're strong Rin, you're a tough girl. Do not weaken because of this. I will always accompany you to strengthen Rin." said Ibra softly.

" After my father died, I had time to live with Om Besari in Surabaya. Then, when my mother returned from the Netherlands she invited me to live with her. I ended up with my mother living in the Netherlands. And only a few weeks ago I returned to Indonesia. I'm looking for you and Om Besari. Unfortunately I can't trace his whereabouts. The pier house is empty. Neighbors around said your father left and never returned for about 2 years . when I asked where Om Besari moved, no one knew where he was. I'm lucky I found traces of Aunt Erna. After I learned of your whereabouts, I decided to transfer schools at our current Rin school." Ibra explained.

"Om Wardi is gone?" Miss surprised.

"Yes Rin, my father died of end-stage blood cancer.Thankful at that time your father always accompanied us, even after my father did not he accommodate me Rin.until finally my mother returned from the Netherlands." replied Ibra.

"Where is my father now? is my dad healthy? oh, God, help me show you where my dad is." Rin sobbed.

"Rin, trust me. I'll help and accompany you to find out about Besari.And about our matchmaking..." Ibra suddenly clumsy.

"Bra, please don't discuss that at this time. Love has never been my priority. Education has been my priority. But, when there is a glimmer of hope regarding the existence of the father, my priority now is to find the father." explained Miss.

"It's ok Rin. I'll be waiting for you. And will always support you. Trust me."Ibra says steady.

"Thank you very much Bra. You're like an oasis in the middle of the Sahara for me right now.thank you" Miss holding Ibra's hand tightly.

"Same-sama..." Ibra touching the tip of Miss nose.

Without them knowing there are 3 girls who are watching and photographing them.

"Basic******, hypocritical!" Gloria furious.

"Sok pretty!" Andin.

"But I miss being beautiful, smart, kind.." Nawang chattering spontaneously made Gloria and Andin belittle.

"Loe really is our friend, what is Einstein's girl Naw?" Gloria furious.

"Or, it's not clear that Nawang! make a sprain" Andin chimed.

"Gw temen Kelen laah gays.but I'm an honest man" said Nawang.

"Whatever you want! what I'm going to do is make those popular guys hate hypocrites!" Gloria grinned.

" I'm down here only Bra" said Miss pointing to an alley at Ibra who was driving a motorcycle.

" Well, which house are you in?" ask Ibra.

" entrance k in the alley." said Miss.

" okay, I'm anter k house ya." Ibra restarts its sport bike.

" no, sorry Bra. You just take me here. I don't want you to be angry, any more knowing you're the son of your best friend." Rin explained.

" okay.I understand. Yaudah, you be careful, dear." Ibra opens Miss's helmet.

" ok thanks, you be careful Bra. greetings to your mother" said Miss who was replied by a nod by Ibra. The young man immediately forwarded his iron horse.

After Ibra's back was not seen, Rindu stepped down the alley road. In his steps, Miss mind drifted in an indeterminate direction. It's really torturing her.