Just call me sandy, this story began when I was in high school in grade 2 in one of the high schools in Jogja in 2008, starting with one of the shows on TV at that time which was very favorite among young people, sending texts to request songs and leave a greeting, the sender's number is listed on the tv screen, I was prankster by noting one of the numbers on the tv and in the evening I tried to miscall it turned out to be active and was surprised to be raised by it turned out to be a girl, her voice made me surprised because it could be said her voice was melodious .
"Asalamualaikum?" He said.
"Walaikum Salam!" My answer.
"Sorry, who is this?" He said.
And without my direct answer I close, because it is still embarrassed.
The next day when I was leaving for school I received a text from him "Asalamualaikum, sorry, who are you?" And I did not reply, and at the end of the night I replied "asalamualaikum, sorry" I said, he replied "although greetings, sorry for what? Who are you?" He asked disms.
And finally I confessed "My name is Sandy",
"Sorry, who is Sandy? And where did you get my number? " He asked
And I also answered "I got your number from the tv show when you req songs and send greetings", I said !!
"Ouh yeah, did you write down my number?" He asked,
I also said "yes from the event".
And from that sms we know each other, almost every day we are in touch whether it's a telephone or sms that is definitely related or communication.
Just call him after he was still in high school as well as 2nd grade in one of the high schools in Klaten, our communication continued for about 2 months he told me a lot about his life and what he had experienced, starting from when he was a child at the age of 4 he had an accident plunged into well and accident fell from a motorcycle when he was in high school in grade 1 his leg was broken and had to be operated on.
Finally, we were close even though it was only via text or telephone but somehow I felt comfortable and seemed to know him very close.
One night exactly on Saturday night I tried to call him up to 3 times and finally he even picked up my phone even though it took a bit longer to pick up anyway ..
"Asalamualaikum usi" I say.
"Walalamumsalam ndy," he replied.
"What are you doing?" I asked again.
"Sorry, I'm finished praying," he answered.
"Ouh sorry we're sorry" I replied
"Sorry for what sandy?" He asked.
"I will bother you for the old prayer!" My answer.
"It's not finished, ndy!" The answer.
"What's wrong, why do you call me at night?" He asked.
With no hesitation I immediately said "I want to say something old"
"Just say ndy," he replied.
With a heart full of doubts and fears I also expressed my feelings with him, even though for some people it was considered cemen or whatever because by telephone but this was different because I had never met him before.
And without further ado I also expressed love with him, "after we have known for a long time do you want to be my lover?" I asked.
"Ahhh you're kidding ndy!" The answer.
"I'm seriously old!" My answer.
"Because of what you love me ndy?" He asked.
"Because I feel comfortable with you and you're different from age!" My answer.
And he also answered "ndy we've never met, I don't want you to be disappointed later if you meet me, apparently I'm not what you think, even though I'm also comfortable with you but I'm afraid you're disappointed later".
I was silent for a moment, I tried to convince him and finally he accepted my love because indeed I do not care about the situation, beautiful or not that I would be comfortable with him, have not found any comfortable what else met, I thought ..
After one week I invited him to meet right after the evening prayer I left with my friend with a happy heart mixed with curiosity filled my heart.
The clock showed 8:00 p.m. It turned out he could not get out.
Well not yet, said in my heart !! Patient!!
The next day when I was at school I got a text from usi, "will it be a pity to meet later or not?" Suddenly I immediately answered "can love !!" Surely I feel happy, curious and excited, because I have never met it.
In the afternoon I got ready at around 4 I left home, and I stopped at the side of the road to ask the direction of his house and around half past six just met, when I got in front of the house after I texted "I've arrived dear".
With a heart full of curiosity he finally came out suddenly I was surprised because he was beautiful wearing a subhanallah hijab, he smiled sweetly at me and greeted me while saying "sorry, right around, dear?" He asked, "yes !!" My answer. Thinking I was still awkward calling my dear why is he not, oh don't know, I told myself.
And at that time just in the evening, he invited me to pray at sunset at the mosque after the prayer was over, we went home to him and he told me to sit down and be introduced to his parents, his parents said that the old man told me a lot of stories about me.
We talked a lot of things, finally the clock showed exactly at 9 pm that was a sign I had to go home and I did not say goodbye to his parents because his parents were asleep.
Usi also said "be careful on the road dear, do not speeding"
"Yes, dear!" My answer.
He said again, "this" while pointing his forehead "has not been loved?"
I was shocked and I asked "why do you want to kiss his forehead?" I asked.
"Yes, as proof that you love me!" He answered while showing his spoiled, yes he was spoiled but the spoiled was not troublesome and I like it because of that.
Finally after the meeting we were getting closer and often playing together, happy and comfortable.
Exactly one month later his brother called, I thought tumben his brother called me finally picked up and I asked .. "what's wrong sis?" He told me that after a train accident in Purwokerto was treated because the accident was very severe, he had bleeding in the brain and had to be operated on, suddenly I was shocked and sad, confused.
Finally, his brother said that he would be moved to Jogja Hospital because the equipment was incomplete, while waiting with extreme concern, finally he arrived at Jogja Hospital which I could not mention, he entered the operating room, finally the operation was finished and we were allowed to enter. to see the old age, it feels really sad.
Usi in a coma for 6 days I always waited by her side because she didn't want anything. Lapse a week later he realized and I was glad he saw me with a smile, he asked me where and I answered you in the hospital.
After 1 day after I came home from bringing him food and going into his room at the hospital I stopped for a moment at the door and looked through the glass door, so shocked that I cried when he was still sick so he kept praying, I went in and waited beside him while shedding tears.
after finishing the prayer he asked, "What are you doing dear?" He asked.
"You're still sick dear, why are you forced to pray?" I asked.
With a smile he answered "it hurts even more if leaving prayer dear, as long as the heart is still beating it is not permissible if not praying, you know dear!" The answer.
"You're still recovering, are you still sick, honey?" I asked.
"The proof can stand too right dear!" The answer. while he smiled and wiped the tears from my cheeks,
"Already, dear, I'm okay, why don't you be sad and remember, you can forbid me, but don't ever forbid me to pray, okay dear," he smiled and ruffled my hair.
Finally, a week later he was allowed to go home with a note that he had to keep resting, I always accompanied him almost every 2 days there to see and know his condition, every time he met and said goodbye I always kissed his forehead because that was his condition.
Finally our relationship has been running for 3 months we are happy and happy because every time there is a problem we can solve it because she is a brave woman why do I call brave every time she has a problem she wants that day to be over and I was told to come to her house to finish, she also always reminded me to pray whether it's midnight prayer or mandatory because he is indeed a diligent person to worship pokanya more attention to me.
Exactly on the 23rd of December afternoon we agreed to meet on the 24th of the afternoon, I was happy because I was going to meet the lover I really loved, and the next day I didn't know why I wanted to meet that morning with him, but he refused with reason going to do school work, finally I forced him to meet and he was apparently angry with me, after a few minutes he texted and the last words of sms only I apologize.
Yes, I can understand that in the afternoon I get ready to go to her house to come, you can say it's an apple, and when she got there, there was a tent, I thought about what her grandmother died, because at that time her grandmother was sick and both parents were not in age the house is working in Jakarta.
I just went into the house of her sister, suddenly I saw the coffin in the old house, "if the grandmother why the chest in the old house" I thought? My heart wonders.
Finally I went into his brother's house and his brother cried out loudly, I was still confused and finally I was pulled by his brother who cried earlier and he delivered the news that I had never wanted in my whole life, his brother said while crying "you are patient yes this ndy is his destiny. usi! "
"What fate, miss?" I asked.
"Usi died on deck this afternoon at 12 accidents", I was shocked and could not believe the person who was really dear to me was gone, I bowed limply on the chair as if I did not believe the statement earlier.
And I was supported because I was weak, carried to see the dead body, and finally I saw his body that looked beautiful like a sleeping person and I kissed his forehead for the last time.
And even now he is still in memory, because to me he is an extraordinary woman and I'm sure he was happy in heaven there because he was a good person, I always pray for him.
The end