Not Him

Not Him

                I see one by one the photos on the cellphone. Try to see and remember

various memories I have passed. "God, is this what is called love?" I wondered.

 Banda, I went straight to your house, dear". That's the message written on my cellphone screen. From Sarah.

                We haven't met for two weeks, lastly he said goodbye to me to g

                Tutt, tut, tuut. "You are getting ready, half past nine I got t

oo home with his family. My name is Wazi. I was a student at a famous university in Banda Aceh and Sarah my girlfriend from junior high school up to now. I am very grateful to have a boyfriend like Sarah. more concerned with friends and hobbies but he never forgot me, even we spend a lot of time together. That makes me love him so much. I really remember the first time I said my heart to him. In a park that has been our favorite place for spend the night just to count the stars in the sky. At that time I was in grade 3 middle school and Sarah grade 2. I invited him to go play in the park like usual, but I also wanted to express my feelings for him.

"Sarah," I said very seriously

"Yes, what is Zi?" Replied Sarah curiously

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked with a rather lively question

"Why do you ask that? Why don't you want to focus on the National Examination first?"

"I can't focus on the National Examination before declaring my affection for you, Sarah"

"Feeling?"

"I love you? I answer.

"Is that true Zi?"

"Oh Zi. Truly I also have the same taste in you. I like you since we met". "I accept your love, Zi" added Sarah.

"Yeah Sarah I'm not lying. Do you want to be my lover for now, tomorrow, and so on?"
 

Really, it's really nice to hear Sarah accept my love. It's really nice to be able to express my heart to her and Sarah can finally express her heart to me. Since then we became lovers.

Tokk, tok, tok. The sound of the beat is heard from the door of my house.

"Sarah," I said half shouted while wanting to hug her longingly.

"Wazi," he said, hugging me. "Miss," Sarah asked flatly, not understanding my longing.

"Yes. Enter first dear. What are you made to drink?" I asked as I headed to the room.

"No need to bother, baby. I just take a break?" He replied with a very pale face, carrying his purse to the room my mother had given him.

"Yes dear" I replied while scratching my head and looking at Sarah. Blood looked different times, it didn't look like usual, it didn't look at all tired on his face. It's just that he was so pale. Not like a person suffering from pain, not even like a person who is hungry, but ... I don't know. I've never seen that pale sarah face.

"Your face is very pale, dear," I finally said.

"Are you sick?" Sarah did not answer. Her eyes were still closed. But I know, she really didn't sleep.

"It's a shame when you will propose to me?" Sarah asked, turning my question while her eyes were still closed.

"What about next week?"

"Not next week," Sarah said as she got up to sit down.

"Why? Are you not ready, honey?"

"Not because of that ..." then? "I asked.

Sarah paused. She looked thoughtful but her eyes were so empty. I wasn't sure whether Sarah was really thinking.

"You certainly won't be able to propose to me ..." Sarah's voice sounded like a muttering.

"Will not be able to propose to you?" My reply did not understand.

"You won't be able to apply next week ... honey?" Sarah said, greeting my laughter. "

"You're like dreaming dear?" I said with a laugh.

"Since when am I not promising to you, honey? You just asked for a family meeting as soon as possible, especially ..."

"Wait a day or two more," Sarah said seriously.

                My laughter is about to stop. Look at Sarah's face. Really, she's very different from Sarah I know. I shake my head without understanding what my future wife is thinking. The night was approaching. I invited Sarah out for dinner, but she refused with the excuse of not being hungry. It was amazing, since I hadn't seen sarah drinking or eating food. While I had eaten and drank several times. advance. 

Whereas I have repeatedly come out of the bathroom to urinate. Throughout the day Sarah spent a lot of time lying down and facing the wall. Sometimes I looked at her face. In my heart I wondered. Why was my Honey so quiet. Was there a problem in her family? or the family forbids accepting my proposal, I don't dare to ask.

The night had changed in the morning. I woke up when my cellphone alarm rang under the pillow. With all my strength I lifted my body. In the dim light of the room lights, I saw there was no Sarah in the bed. The bed was neat as never slept. good. Sweep my gaze all over the room. I look behind the door, there's no suit of his clothes. Where's Sarah? I ask myself. I don't even see her backpack in the room.

That day I had a pretty dense activity. I looked for it when he also didn't exist. I didn't go home. Even he didn't give me news about it. Suddenly my cellphone vibrated. A message came from a number I didn't know. advertisement for a product. But I was surprised when I read the message. "Dik Wazi, I am Dira, her sister Sarah. Sarah died yesterday because of an accident. Dik, please convey to your family and the lecturer Sarah, yes. My eyes are lying. my eyes to make sure that I'm not misreading. I hope that this is just a joke.

How could Sarah have died yesterday while all day Sarah was with me in this room. If it were, then was Sarah the one Sarah was fake yesterday? I begged. This must be a joke on my birthday. My mind was suddenly frantic. It wasn't easy to receive news. After a long time I was transfixed, I grabbed the cellphone. The only way to make sure that the SMS was by contacting Sarah. Within minutes I heard a busy tone. I repeated Sarah's cellphone number and the results were still the same, I deleted the tears. read many times. Finally, I want to call her sister Sarah. I try to sit quietly, force my breath to look calm. After a few minutes I immediately call her sister. A woman's voice is heard saying hello. For a moment I lost words, suddenly I crying again, but finally I voiced.

"Is this Dira, her sister Sarah" I asked in a sobbing voice.

"Yes, right," said Dira.

"Yes. Yes," I replied trembling. "Eng ..." still sobbing

"Has my text been delivered?" Asked Dira.

"Is the SMS correct?" I asked back with a sob. He was silent for a moment while my heart beat was not hunting and just as I was sobbing.

"Right," Dira began to sob. When I jumped "brother please tell me, what time the accident happened" I asked frantically.

"Around eight or nine o'clock in the morning," Dira said, still sobbing.

My stomach immediately felt heartburn, my vision became blazing and my body became weaker. I stood up for a drink. "We got news from the local police station after two hours of the incident," continued Dira. severe "while Dira spoke, I drank my drink to calm myself. After regulating my breath, I said." Actually I don't believe this news. The problem was Sarah yesterday with me. Early morning to my house, we talked and slept together. " a few moments I did not hear the voice on the other side. "It's just that" I continued "When I woke up in the morning Sarah was not in her room. In the beginning I thought Sarah came home or ..." He met you ... "I said" Sarah lives. It's just that her face is quite pale "." Oh my God ... "hissed Dira. After a long time there was no sound, only then did I know that Dira's brother had fainted. fell to the floor. I remembered Sarah's words yesterday that I wouldn't be able to propose to her. I just knew the meaning now.