The Love that is Abolished
1. travel

My name is Aliva, an 18-year-old girl,.aq was born in a big city in Solo, a city that holds many beautiful memories in a small aq,

And now I have graduated High School, proud aq graduated with a grade that does not disappoint both my parents, because aq realize aq is in a mediocre family. That's one of my motivations for studying.

My only desire is to always make my parents happy and also my sisters, because aq is the first child, so I made the decision to immediately find work, after graduating school. With the spirit of 45 aq applying for jobs there ksini, but Alhamduliilah blm get one job, all reasoned no vacancy. Either because aq has not been lucky, or because it is not time to work.

Finally with a unanimous determination, I decided to migrate to the capital, Jakarta. The cries and prayers of my mother accompanied my departure. Prayers and messages so that aq there can be self-sufficient, not carried away by the wrong and free flow of association. And I Aamiinin prayer from my mother, may bring blessing in me.

My family's hand can still be seen from behind the bus window. Mournfully. Strong ga strong aq must be strong. Aq wants to realize my wish of making my parents happy, helping to send my two sisters to school. I have never lived far away from my parents. May this cry of sorrow be a cry of happiness. That's my hope.

And I started with Bismillah aq also took a bus majoring in Jakarta. Every bus terminal stops to raise passengers, it does not feel it has arrived at the Semarang terminal. The bus stopped, and a pretty young man sat down near me according to the ticket number.

He asked me, "Where are you going down?".

Aqupun replied with a smile, "Jakarta mas".

He also asked lgi "can we acquaintance ga, let's not be too quiet? My name is Anto". Without waiting for my approval he introduced himself.

Aq smiled "Call me aja aq Aliva, mas.

At the place of rest areapun he also faithfully waiting, and also accompany aq. In my heart aq feel ap mas Anto likes aq?? I removed that prejudice. Fear of misunderstanding and overconfidence. Before he closed his eyes to rest, he asked for my no wa, and I gave him my no wa... We finally fell asleep.

Ahead of dawn arrived at the terminal Aq Pulo gadung, mas Anto jga came down to accompany me looking for angkot. Maybe he didn't want to leave his own.

He asked, "Where is Aliva going?".

aq replied, "Aq jga confused mas, plan mo to the house tp aq blm tau adatanya".

Mas Anto seemed surprised, and asked, "Jdi kmu to Jakarta without any training? what about you, like when you meet a bad guy, Aliva?"

Aq was silent, and finally he invited her to his rented place, in the rented place he said ad 2 empty contract, which had not been filled

"Later let me talk about sma who was hired" said Mas Anto.

"Now you rest first, think of a plan for tomorrow" said Mas Anto again. I can only nod my head. My head couldn't think anymore.

Finally aq also occupies an empty contract next to the contract of Anto mas. Good thing mom hired well, wanted to accept me. And even more fortunate to meet Mas Anto. Aq could not imagine if for example I met someone else who pretended to be good at helping me. I don't know, maybe this is my mother's prayer. Aq was very grateful, could meet mas Anto.