Flower Falling

I move my legs quickly. today his schedule meets with thesis supervisor. This proposal should have been proposed and filed a week ago. But I'm too relaxed. The last month I played too much because my dad, just bought me a car. The road is my new hobby right now.

"Dina" Mita's classmate calls you,
"Want guidance?" Ask mita
I nodded.
"I go first. Mr. Morgan will play at 11 o'clock. I have to hurry up. "
Mita nodded "Good Luck, Yes"

I turned and hurried to the stairs. I did not see anyone coming down the stairs quickly.



Brak !!!
I tripped backward. The man who hit me was also hit. Even his head hit the wall. The folder I brought was scattered.

Mita ran up to me. "Are you all right, Dina?"
I grimaced. "If the road Be careful dong. Eye Pake! "I snapped at the man.
Mita immediately pinch my arm "Dina" He said stuck
"Sorry Pak Bisma. My friend is in a hurry. "
"Next time Be careful!" The man said then passed.
"Sir?" Looked at the Full Question Ask asked for an explanation.
"He's a New Non Lecturer. Not teaching yet. Just become an Assistant. Best graduates last year. He started coming in during your KKN yesterday. "
My cheeks Red. I do not know if the man who collided with me is my Lecturer.

"Awasss !!!"
Brak !!!!
I stammered. I feel very sick at my feet. It turns out a Laptop brought by someone hit my foot. I was waiting for the proposal.
"Are you all right?" Ask the guy who accidentally dropped the laptop.
I looked up. My watery eyes in pain. I was surprised to see that person.
He is the man who collided with me on the stairs of the Tempo day.
"Sit down first. see if anything hurt. "
"Clearly there is a wound. What do you think my feet are from what kind of concrete ?! "I snapped

"Dina Maulia !!!"
That means the siding turn has arrived. I immediately remove my tears. I got up stiffly. But my God. My legs are very difficult to move. I also fell, and he quickly helped me. But I brushed it off fiercely.

An hour later I came out of the room with Breath of relief. my proposal is atAcc
"It's finished the trial?" Asked someone Bisma
"What's more?" I asked fiercely.
"Bener do not need help? No need to go to the hospital? "Asked bisma
I turned away.
"Stubborn Principal" Gumam Bisma
I turned around, "you ..." I say stifled, because suddenly felt very pain at my feet. Aaawww ...
"Which one is sick? Come on, take me to the hospital. "Said this time bisma soft tone.
I also have no reason to refuse. I nodded shyly.

From that day on I had a private driver. Who else if not Bisma. The results of a rontogen photograph done that afternoon showed a slight crack in my leg bone. My feet should be cast. I can not automatically drive myself, my car. To redeem the guilt of Bisma willing to be my driver, until my feet healed.

Me and bisma are eating Ice cream after coming home from hospital.
"Bus, do you want to be my temporary driver? Serious? Do not bother? No one is angry what? "I asked
Bisma Shook his head. "Just for business to campus. But not to Mal. That does not include my kindness program. "
I'm Mendelik. "Kindness? Hey what am I wrong to hear? I never asked for your kindness you offered it yourself. "
Bisma Laughing. "Again recurrent deh judesnya. Yes yes I am sorry. surely hurt yes, the lap of the laptop? "
I snorted in disgust "I know, Nanya."
"You semester how much?" Ask Bisma
"Semester 7" I replied while scooping Ice cream ..
"Why would you like to be a lecturer? Why not be a lawyer or a notary? "
"Lawyers and notaries have a lot. but teachers in Indonesia are still lacking. Moreover, if you become a lecturer the opportunity to achieve more S-2 scholarship. You yourself after graduation will work where? "
"Want to try to apply for an International organization. My conference here is International Law "Answer me

From then on I became close. But only as a Friend because there is a University regulation that violates the relationship of Lecturer and Student. Bisma greatly helped me when I compiled my final assignment, he often lent me his book. When my legs are healed and I can drive again, our relationship is still intimate.

Afternoon in the hot and windy month of Sptember. Finally I can graduate on time. Reach for the Cumlaude Bond again.

"Kak Dina!" call someone when I was out of the auditorium with parents me. "what's Leo?" asked kupada my sister "phone brother lost ,. was there incoming SMS many times. also missed call. but I don't dare open. the time I way here phone was not in the pocket me. may fall." "what? !!" "Dina phone you it is ugly. later let Papa change the new as a gift graduation you." said Daddy "but the lot number important in the phone Pa" argued me. "never mind Dina" said Mama me I would argue but not so. I also don't want to damage the atmosphere excited today. earlier indeed I commend phone on sister my waiting in the room auditorium because in may not bring phones. -  I looked at star star in the Sky of the window my room that wide open. I pensive. if only the stars that know what felt I currently longing. Yes, longing a deep in person. bisma. somehow the name tease me after so long forgotten. but the incidence of yesterday it makes me given that in a time in my life I never had a friend his name bisma, even had time to put the liver. I now work as a creative director at a Bureau of advertising great. since college, I never contact again with bisma. mobile number bisma also participate lost with phone me in the finals. after graduating, I still often to campus to take care administration. but I never saw bisma again. the man lost as swallowed the Earth. I feel breeze hit the face of my tears my dripping. bisma, whispered my heart mangapa suddenly I miss you? like where are you now? I was walking path sepulangkantor that afternoon when there are people who accidentally hit me. "Hey !! if Street wear eyes Dong!" snapped my "sorry, Ms., my rush, I almost too late to the airport, aircraft sayaberangkat tonight." said that person full regret. extended his hand to help me standing. I looked up, I was surprised, I immediately recognize figure in front of me that, well, right. no doubt that person was surprised to see me. "Dina? !!" "bisma?" asked me too. I don't think people who hit me just now is the people who some today I missed. "bisma you hurry? about where?" asked me "to London," replied bisma. "Unfortunately I had to pursue plane. otherwise we can talk first, here's only, give mobile number MU, later I contact after until there" said bisma bisma looked at me attached. "so glad to see you back. you not only change, even more beautiful" cheek my was flushed, "Ah ordinary wrote". I smiled. extended hand me to shake hands bisma. "carefully Yes, I will wait telfon MU, I also love the usual to see you," suddenly bisma hug me with closely. I was silent, embrace it seemed messages hidden. "I used very want to do this. but never accomplished" said bisma. after that we split up again. I feel like a dream. tonight the right a week since meeting with bisma, I enter mold letter Yasin existing Photo bisma in the bag me. tears of me don't jua dripping although I want to menagis. now I was in London in order to attend the seven days the death of men eyed shade of it. I know the unfortunate that of the TV and directly to London after seeing the name bisma one of the victims plane crash that meniggal. mother bisma directly hysterical time to see me. "Yes, God? turned out to you really there, you named Dina?" asked mother bisma interrupted sobs. I really don't understand. I am new to understand when this woman gives letter to me. "it's letter written bisma five years ago." "Dina .. Congratulations on wisudanya. if you read this letter, means I have no in Indonesia. I was in the Netherlands to continue s2. I finally mendapakan scholarship. yesterday I waited Cafe place we eat ice cream first. there who want to akau said before I go. but phonesee could not be contacted. I love you. only that want to say. I dare say this karana we no longer a faculty and students. so I don't need to cover the feelings again. I love Dina. extremely love you ..." only able to get there, the letter I read. read the mail it makes me feel participate buried with bisma. probably the call and send SMS when I graduation first is bisma. but I never know because my cell lost. I looked at the tree in front of House bisma, wind blowing Eve fragrant across the House. abort a bunch of interest and fell to the ground. life is full of mystery. we never know what has outlined by God. I can only be praying bisma given a place in his side. at least, in the rest of life bisma has been met. met and hugged me with closely. I love you too, bisma. are you hear it, whispered heart me. eyes of my stared wind back. and interest was falling again ...