Sweet Tears

New Best Friend

Tonight, I'm busy facebook-ing. Someone opens my bedroom's door out of sudden. I can see a tall woman wearing a pyjama in the dark, her long hair is untied. The woman turns out to be my mama. She always comes to my room in the middle of the night. She knows I'm still awake. Like an angel, she always smiles and never seems tired. I know what to do without waiting for her order.

The next morning.

"Baby, wake up, get yourself ready for school. Come on, hurry up." Says mama with her soothing voice. It's always so soft and never in high tone. I am so grateful to have a mama as patience as her. I hope I will never disappoint her.

"Is it morning already? Come here ma, come to my super exciting dream maa.." I become a spoiled kid to mama. Every morning is tiring. Sleep late and wake up early in the morning is not enough.

"If you don't get up soon, your papa will leave you to work and will not wait for you. How will you go to school?" Mama answers.

"Aaaaaa! Okay okay ma, I'll get myself ready!" I respond to it loudly since it is impossible to walk from my house to school. And for your information, my mama laughs seeing me screaming like that. Hmmm.

I'm tired of waking up every morning to get ready for school, I feel like sleeping throughout the day, I will be very happy if I can do that. My name is Mimin, an ordinary girl who has no purpose in life and doesn't know what I will be in the future. If you're looking for someone named Mimin, find a tall girl with a wavy hair bun. I follow my papa who is ready in his uniform at the dinner table immediately. As always, my breakfast is always accompanied by papa's snotty face. At first, I chose to be quiet until I finally cannot resist this sentence...

"Pa, please smile. Why are you frowning, it's still early morning." I break the silence. My mama is shocked by my utterance. She stops stirring the soup in an instant. Now, both my mama and I are waiting for papa's response towards me.

"Stop saying nonsense. Eat your breakfast." Papa answers in his signature husky voice. This time, my mama and I are quite relieved to hear his not-so-offensive answer.

"Alright pa.. But, papa will look more handsome if he smiles. Plus, smile is a form of worship." I tease him a little bit since I don't wanna provoke him. Once again, my mama is shocked and now we both are doing the same thing for the second time.

"Thank you for reminding me, dear." Papa starts smiling. Even though it only lasts for a second. It's okay, I rarely see papa smiles.

"Come! Eat your breakfast. You will be late for school." That sentence reminds me. Oh my goodness, I forget my breakfast because of that limited edition smile. I go into the bathroom quickly, wear my school uniform, brush my teeth, tie my hair up and put on my shoes. After everything is ready. I can smell the scent of clothing store. Turns out I am wearing uniform, bag and shoes that are fresh from their packages. I have never thought that I will get new school supplies as I transfer school, haha. Happy with my new stuffs, I walk to the front yard and glad to know that papa is waiting for me even though I take forever. I also say goodbye to my mama. My papa and I then speeding through the highway, which is certainly not as fast as I imagined since we're accompanied by our best friend, TRAFFIC JAM. Along the way, my brain is busy preparing an excuse to save myself from the punishment for being late. "I'm sorry I come late, I was stuck in a traffic jam." Ah, it's too cliché, they won't accept such excuse. "I'm sorry, I have no idea that I need to go earlier in this school." This one might work.

Whilst I was panicking in the middle of the traffic jam, there's a little girl -pretty, fair complexion, but her clothes are a little bit ragged- that girl talks to my papa and me. She asks for money to buy something to eat. I actually don't believe her. Feeling pity, I cannot let her wait for too long. We share with those in need every day, if possible. This is the right moment.

"Here, use the money well. Don't lose it" Papa gives the money sincerely. She thanks him in a very polite manner, that's very sweet of her.

I can imagine the way they look at me when they meet me later. They will be surprised. Aside from being late, I'm still looking fresh in class. Once I get in the classroom, my heart is pounding and I start to sweat. Where are the students of this classroom? It's empty, as if I go into the wrong classroom. But after I checked, it is the right classroom. Feeling agitated, I walk around the school area to find my classmates. Luckily, I remember the face of one of my classmates when the teacher introduced them through a photo in the office. I make her the only face in my search. Finally, I find her and it turns out she's having a physical education class. That means, her class is also my class. Unfortunately, I don't wear my sports uniform. Now I have two mistakes. I was late and now I don't wear sports uniform. Wait in the classroom and skip the physical education class is probably the right choice. I hope I don't get myself in trouble with such behavior. I wait for a while for my classmates to finish the class. I fall asleep in the classroom. The school bell rings. Oh my god, I'm shocked by the sound of the school bell. I wake up and the classroom is already full of students who are hungry for knowledge. Very embarrassing. I haven't get the chance to interact with all of them and my first impression is falling asleep! I make a mess. Head still resting on the table, I see a hand with a fair complexion. I believe it belongs to a guy. I look up... Oh my goodness! He's handsome! The embarrassment is piling up. I sit up straight instantly. It was awkward until he breaks the ice by asking...

"What's your name?"

"I am Mimin, but you can call me Min." It's embarrassing, but I have to answer to his question, right? As a matter of fact, his hair looks fancy.

"Oh... Don't you wanna know my name?" Being so embarrassed, I forgot to ask him back. I become even more embarrassed Aaaaaa, his body is lean, I adore people who have lean body.

"Ehm.. What's your name?" Looking down, I clear my throat and brush my hair-which is tied up into a bun-backward.

"Martin." It was short, but it was accompanied by a sweet smile. I'm hypnotized.

"Oh, what a nice name." He's supposed to say that instead of me. Ah, it has been embarrassing since the beginning.

"Haha, thanks a lot, Min. My papa named me. Oh right, I have something to ask you..."

I hope he would ask for my number or perhaps he wants to approach me to get to know me better. Those imaginations vanish as I remember how embarrassing I am from the start. I don't care about that; I have to fix it.

"What is it?" I response nervously and hope for the things I have in mind to be true.

"Mimin, do you want to be my best friend?"

"Why would you want to be my best friend?" I ask him out of curiosity.

"Because you look cute, and you're not exaggerating like the others. Take a look at all the girls in this classroom, they put on make up, play with their cellphone, brush their hair, they even get their nail polished. And you? You're nothing like them. I'm looking for a best friend who is one of its kind, because I'm sure that the story of our friendship would be different, unlike those common friendship stories. Whether it's a sad or happy story"

"So you've been watching me from this morning? I'm not surprised if you tell me such thing. I often feel different because of my indifference. For instance, when the others are busy with their own interests, I just relax here and fall asleep. Sometimes being different is fun, but some other times being different may disturb the others. It depends in what way we are different." I tell him a bit about myself, so we can get to know each other better.

"You are amazing! You get along well with new people, right? Even though you look.......ordinary. Ahaha! I like you!" he says it with a hearty smile.

"Like me as a best friend or more?" I ask him shyly with a tiny bit of confidence.

"As a best friend is enough. Because I haven't experienced my first love so far." He says, staring at the window. Yeah, he needs to refresh his brain after answering to my question. Maybe it was a difficult or embarrassing question for him?

It must be hard to make him fall in love. At this age, people willfollow their heart.