A Reason for Being Life English Version

Twelve

After a few minutes, Nur woke up after passing out from the portal. He tried to blink his eyes, trying to see, did he return to Kemaro Island where his body was or was he in a new place again? When he realized where he was, Nur immediately stood up and wanted to get out of there. The old man stopped him.

"Nur! You promised me, if I take you where you want, you will tell me about this place!"

"You are bad old man. You knew everything from the start, but why do you still want me to tell you everything? You know all those stories so clearly, complete with a future that I don't even know about."

"Didn't you yourself, Nur, said that privacy is privacy. I can't tell you about me."

"I'm not questioning you old man, I'm just wondering why you're asking me to tell you something you obviously know?"

"It sucks, you don't understand."

"Hey, you said I suck!"

"Yeah, I'm a little disappointed in you. You don't seem to understand the purpose I was sent to you. "

"Your aim was sent to me? You have a purpose here?"

"Now I'm even more disappointed, you don't even know that, Nur? how long have you been with me, but you don't understand this simple thing? I think he sent me to you wrong, you are so naive Nur." The old man pretended to be serious, but he couldn't help but laugh, and had to cover his mouth with his hand. But of course it was known to Nur, that the old man was pretending.

"Oh old man! You're working on me, aren't you?"

"Hehe I'm sorry Nur. It's because you didn't keep your promise, you said you'd tell me about this place, but why not?"

"Okay, I'll tell you, but on one condition."

"Ah again, but fine. What are the conditions?"

"You're going to tell me why you asked me to tell you when you already know everything"

"Okay I promise"

Nur's pov

Learn from a fairy tale about a love story that ends beautifully, sometimes the impossible just happens. Learning from thousands of novels that I've read, it's not impossible, the end of a story will be a beautiful rainbow. But different fairy tales, different novels, this is my story, a story that started with a wound of grief, which hoped that it would eventually turn into joy, but in fact it was sorrow that ended. After 2 months of waiting for the announcement of graduation to enter a State University, I got the news I really wanted, I graduated! The department and university that I really wanted, Psychology at Syarif Hidayatullah State Islamic University, Jakarta. I am very happy to see the announcement, but on the other hand I am also sad because it means I have to leave my family, friends here and the memories in it. It was hard for me to decide, but after a long discussion with Mama, I finally decided to pursue my dream by continuing my studies at UNJ.

Today is the day of my departure to Jakarta. My registration and all kinds of matters regarding my studies have been completed by Papa. Papa sent his assistant to Jakarta to look for everything I needed there, such as a good boarding house, lecture equipment, things in the boarding house and so on, so today I just had to go to Jakarta. At the airport, I was escorted by my family that day. At first I was just sad because I was separated from my family, but I was wrong, in this place there will be someone who will make my wound bigger.

After saying goodbye to my family, I stepped up the escalator. I saw the waiting room of the plane and immediately I stepped my foot there. From a distance I saw someone I knew very well sitting in the waiting room. He wears a green jacket, carries a large bag, and holds a cellphone that is being charged in the charger corner in the waiting room. The man was looking out the glass. The waiting room was lined with transparent glass walls facing the airstrip, so from this waiting room you could see planes trying to fly and land. I was actually nervous to approach that person, but my curiosity forced me to step my feet towards his place.