There are many people who make us learn about life, and this person that I am going to tell is one of them. I am so blessed that Allah has made her be one of my life book‘s writer. The good one, for sure.
The story began when I met her in my first year of senior high. She came from an Islamic junior high school. At that time, the stereotype of something which was too Islamic was really not my cup of tea. So, when I saw her wearing her scarf, I asked her why she didn’t open her scarf when studying in State High School (which didn’t obligate its students to wear scarf). She then answered simply that she had already had her old uniform which was long and she didn’t want to make the new one. An answer which is now I realize as part of her excuse to answer my intimidating question.
At that time, I ever made her angry, because when we were joking with some friends, I pulled out her scarf which made her hair seen. I regretted. I knew I shouldn’t do something stupid like that. I directly asked sorry and I knew she rather look disappointed than being angry.
But time passing, we became good friends since then. She was a very good friend with a simple life. She lived with her grandma at that time. Her parents were in another island. Yes, she had been far from his parents since junior high school. That condition which made her became so independent. I could see that she was so careful with her savings. She regularly noted every outcome that she made, even for a candy. For her, eating with a tofu when other friends and I chose to eat meat was always enough for her. I was so amazed that she did such things, which I never though I could do.
She used to go to school by public transportation. She walked quite far just to reach the nearest station. At that time, Mom gave me a quite much pocket money, which I always complained cause I thought Mom gave me less and I needed more. But she, maybe only got a half from mine, and she never complained. She received it as part of her long way to be success. I preferred to say, the hard one. She realized about her family condition which was hard since she schooled far from them, so she tried to not make life looked hard. She didn’t want her parents worried her.
She was a friend who never wanted to compete in being the coolest student, or being jealous with other’s glamorous life. She was just so simple in every way. I saluted her a lot.
When we were in the second year, she sat next to me. She always helped me cleaning my table and made them organized well in my bag. Yes, I had a bad habit. When learning in class, I always made all the books or pencils or the things inside my pencil case spread around on the table. And when the last hour bell rang, I would be busy to clean it and made her waiting for me, so, she tried to help me clean it.
At that time, we also had a study tour to Bali Island. I almost thought she wouldn’t join the trip. But then she said she would go. I was laughing when she said she was so nervous and like many butterflies in her tummy. She was really happy that she could go to Bali.
She was also a very honest person. She never let me cheat her when we had a test. Lol. But she did the right thing, it was my own fault, I should study more. Lol.
When in the third year, we were not in the same class anymore. In school, we became a bit not too close. But it wasn’t long until we joined the same course for the final test preparation. I used to go to the course with her. I became knowing her better. That her family had moved nearer to her although still in different city, at least not different island anymore, and she must went to her house every week end.
When we graduated, she continued her study in university, the same as mine. When she was accepted, she told me that her parents, especially her mother, was so happy that she could enter the university. I was in the same university with her also, but we didn't attend the same faculty.
At that time, i helped her to find a dorm. She had a low budget for it, so she asked for the cheapest but not too far from college cause she had to walk. Her dorm was not so large, even too small. But she said she was ok with that. And again, i felt so ashamed with my own self. Her simplicity is something amazing. She was like my guide in controlling my savings. She always made me remember if we should live life in a simple way. For not being a price tag.
I ever went to her house. Her family was so simple. She had two younger siblings. Her parents were really a strong family builders who tried to make life better for their kids. One day, her mom cooked lunch for me and my friend who went there. The simple menus on the table were tasted so delicious with the sincerity of her mom to serve them for us. When we were there, all the family helped her to make souvenirs which her nephew and her sister's friends ordered. For me, really not worth to the effort that they had done to make them. But her dad told me "It is ok. We can get something from these souvenirs is a blessing." Again. . .i felt hard to breathe to see her family.
She has graduated 2 years ago, and now, she is in a far island. She ever said she felt lonely cause no friend contacted her. But she didnt complain, just felt sad. She shares many things about what she should do or not when she is far from all the people she knows. Again. . .far from family and friends. She just doesn't want to make people pity her. She never has the intention. She is, who is so independent and willing to be far from her family to make them proud of her, that she is a daughter who is too good.
A girl who used to be far from her families, calm, simple, and careful to reach her dreams.
And is there any in the world, a person who has an intention to hurt such a wonderful friend, daughter, and sister like her ?
Then, someone has just lost a diamond on her hand =)
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