7. MONKEY LOVE IS ALWAYS CONVENIENT

Meanwhile, I heard that Iwan and Eni's sister have broken up, and Iwan will move to the Favorite Junior High school in our city. Same, I should also move according to the help of our daddy's connection. But if Iwan and I still don't say hello, what will Iwan think about if I also move schools with him. And I'm comfortable here, I already have lots of friends and even good friends, maybe later I better cancel my intention to change schools.

When I came home from school, Masril really ignored me, I tried to be normal, felt nothing and felt comfortable going home with Masril and Tika. And this afternoon, we're going to camp together. Hopefully, Dimas said it wasn't true, maybe they just got close again because of something we didn't know.

This afternoon, mom and dad took me to school, my scout uniforms and attributes were ready. Likewise with a change of clothes, toiletries and my needs for food and snacks. Lots of food that mom brought for me. Likewise pocket money, which I deliberately tucked in my bag of clothes. mom said to prepare in case anything happens.

It was time to go to the campsite, the teacher, the teacher, and the scout advisors seemed very excited. There were two open trucks that would take us, one for women, and one for men. Masril and Dimas looked there, I smiled at them. Masril still smiled back at me, even with his sweet smile. Likewise with Tika, I feel that nothing has happened. It turns out that the distance from the school to the campsite is quite far, bad, at home or not at home, it is very difficult to be able to go home alone, it is still a village, the road is dirt and of course it is very far from access to city transportation.

Finally, when we arrived at the campsite, we made four large tents, two men's tents and two women's tents. Sure enough, the scenery is still very beautiful as a field, behind which there is a view of a mountain, and below it are very large fields of rice fields and river water that begins to be heard splashing water. We share tasks, some make tents, camp fires, shop, and cook. I got a job looking for vegetables and kerosene. We also went according to the instructions of our coaches. When I got out of the tent, Oops, I saw them chatting and laughing. Even Masril hasn't greeted me at all, today. Yes, just let it go, I want to focus on the scouting duties first because it starts late in the afternoon.

I was very tired this afternoon, the shop where I was shopping was quite far away, and at the shop I met Dimas, with a sad look on his face. I greeted him and he was not enthusiastic about returning my greeting. I returned to the camp site. Helping to slice vegetables, Masril seemed to pass in front of me. With a face that was awry and still the same didn't greet me at all.

"Sin, where are you going?"

"Eh, Din, I want to go there first, under the rice fields, we have started rigging and other activities."

"Oh yes, I'll catch up with you, Sin, there are still activities here."

Finally he was forced to answer my questions, yes a different face, stiff, without his first sweet smile.

After finishing helping to cut vegetables, I and my friends also participated in the camping activities in the fields, various skills, making stretchers, rigging, building bridges, crossing rivers and so on. Ohh, why did Tika continue to stay with Masril, they openly ignored the feelings of Dimas and I who were here too. I understand very well that Dimas really loves Tika. Masril and I are okay with it, maybe our feelings are not sincere, but it's odd if the story ends like this. Tonight it's free, Masril and Dimas are seen sitting around Tika's tent, I just choose to stay in my tent, I happen to be not feeling well because this is the first day of my menstruation. I feel. I'm not strong with mosquitoes that attack. I choose to sleep early. Before going to sleep I saw Masril passing into my tent, yes, just smiling with a thousand meanings that I don't understand. They were engrossed in singing and doing activities outside. I just kept quiet because I wasn't feeling well, which was more precisely hurt.

The next day, Sunday morning Mom and Dad visited me at the camp. They saw a lot of food that they brought and kept in the tents of the supervisors. I immediately ran to them, yes I will just ask to go home, citing pain.

In the past, Catur told me that for two weeks our partner started to ignore, and was really quiet, maybe all because he was uncomfortable and didn't want to continue the relationship with us anymore. Well, let them do what they want. I came home before the camp was over, I cried in the car, mom, daddy thought it was really because I was sick, but in fact because I was disappointed with Masril.

Two weeks passed, our relationship grew colder, at most only avoiding each other when passing each other, or forced to smile if it is true that you can't avoid meeting again at school. Scouting activities are no longer fun because Tika and Masril are there. I prefer to play basketball alone at home and just dance. Dance, is a hobby other than music. Yes I started looking for activity and escape from Masril. What's more now, my father is getting very sick, he has liver cancer. Apart from dancing and Les, I must be a friend who I make a place to confide in and cry when I feel sad. You have to try to be cool, don't get too caught up in our monkey love relationship.

Today, we distribute report cards at school, Iwan's last day at the same school as me. Iwan said goodbye to his friends and fathers and teachers. And whether it's sincere or not he even said goodbye to me. I smiled as a sign to take it off. And he smiled at me and other friends.

Finally I was single again, let me not bother too much with my first two love stories. For me school and playing with friends are more important. And releasing Iwan's move with a smile is better.

Now the house is often empty, mom's illness worsens, daddy often goes in and out of the hospital. Not only treated at the nearest hospital, but often daddy has to be treated in Bandung. Sometimes I go with them, my studies are delayed a lot and permission not to enter my school is piling up.

Luckily they understood and I was still studying and doing my schoolwork at the house or hospital in Bandung. But not infrequently I have to wait for my mom and dad at home only with my grandmother, grandfather or sometimes my aunt and uncle to accompany me at the Lampung house. Catur, Maria and Erfina are also very close to me besides Fitri and Nita, whose house is close to me. If my papa had to be hospitalized in the city where I lived, they didn't hesitate to accompany me to stay and stay at home alternately. Yes, our friendship is very well established.

Agung calls me sometimes, not too often, maybe just once a month just to ask how I'm doing. Yes he is a bookworm who I adore, whether he realizes it or not if I really admire him since Kindergarten first. And I never might say to him.

A few days ago, today is Fifi's birthday, she is different from school with me, she is my friend during lessons, it just so happened that she went to school with Iwan, I was asked by my friends to come and celebrate at her house. I know Fifi from where I am study in Prima gamma. Three times a week I have tutoring schedules, Monday, Wednesday and Friday. We also visited Fifi's house together, there were Rizky, Indah, Fifi, Dona, Era, Prima and other friends. I was surprised when I was engrossed in conversation, there were other friends, such as Abdul Gani and Iwan. Yes, Iwan was also present at Fifi's birthday. Realizing my presence, he invited me to chat. Thank goodness his mood has improved now or maybe because Masril is no longer among us. Even though now we are just friends, it makes my heart happy and calm. Fifi started her birthday, right after we had evening prayer together at the prayer room near her house.

The cake looks, and the dish is ready on the dining table. Because we were very, very hungry we started with a meal together, the atmosphere had melted away and was very pleasant. Whether it's true or not, I see Iwan approaching our beautiful friend again, let it be, now that he and I are just friends, I have no right to be jealous or I am very satisfied to be jealous that I can't feel it anymore.

We continued with cutting the birthday cake, Fifi gave the first piece of cake to the parents. Just about to share, our male friends poked the cake and pressed it against our cheeks. Hemm, the cake we were supposed to eat, inevitably turned into cake war ammunition. Smudged and dirty everywhere. Our hair, our cheeks and our clothes. Inevitably before I go home I have to clean up and clean my messy body.

Iwan laughs out loud, yes, maybe he is satisfied to let go of his emotions and annoyance with me first. The important thing is me and him are now close, just like before. At 9 pm, we said goodbye and Fifi's birthday party was over. Fifi's parents and I went home, accompanied by Fifi's parents to their respective homes.

"Sin, why are you coming home so late?"

"Yes Dad, sorry, the show just started after sunset."

"Alright, change your clothes into a nightgown, the smell of cake is all over your body."

"Yes, Mom."

I rushed over, after giving food packages to mom and dad from Fifi's house.