Story Fiction

 

Nama : Reihanesa Putri Nur Nabila

NIM : 20.03.52.0026

 

Short story

 

Title : Just a memory

Author : Zakia Salsabila

Genre : Sad Memory

Theme : Friendship

 

The rain fell heavily, the strong winds succeeded in making the tree branches follow the direction of the wind that carried them. I put my hand into the alma mater, bit my lip, a gust of wind and a little splash of water hit my face. So that it makes the cold feeling even more.

How much longer do I have to wait? It's been a few minutes the rain is getting heavier. I saw the students who took part in the futsal extracurricular activity were still on the futsal field, they didn't care that they were soaked in the rain, they seemed happy to enjoy it. There were also some students who wanted to go home but were caught in the rain.

The clock is already 4:25 in the afternoon, it is fitting that the school is quiet, quiet, only the pouring rain is heard predominantly and I am the only person in the corridor of the Ibn Katsir building, where this building is in the most strategic place in this fairly large school , this building has 3 classes, all of which are filled by boarding children starting from grade 10, 11, and 12.

I pulled over, my shoulders leaned against the classroom wall. The corridor floor is wet. This was not because the front corridor of the class was not wide enough, but the wind was too strong. I am alone right now, for some reason when the rain comes, I always feel in a sadness, now my eyes are fixed on a tree right straight, I look a little far away, it is clear that the clouds are getting darker, the rain is getting heavier and the tree is waving more and more because of the strong wind, My eyes began to tear, finally tears fell, my eyes shifted my gaze, I looked around and focused on the 2 ceramic chairs that were right in front of the 12th grade of the Ibn Katsir Building.

My memories are present, I remember one memory where I sat with an ex-roommate named Umi.

It was Wednesday usually, if it's school day, today is our last hour of interpretation lesson, because the atmosphere after the national exam now feels different. we were just silent with each other, because I was bored I sang the paper boat song which we sang as a nasyid group, when in the middle of the umi song said to me, oh yes ZNA is the name of our class, short for Zabarij Nazneen Adwa.

Friends who were in the class who were taking their personal belongings joined us in singing the nasyid songs of our nasyid group, telling stories when they entered the dormitory, it was difficult to be happy in the dormitory, told stories about getting to know the boys in the dormitory, remembering things funny, laughing happily while singing.

My daydreaming stopped with my smiling face, but I was crying, I remember that there was always a story in that chair, which is always a place where my classmates can rely on during breaks, studying outside, there is no teacher. I cried even more remembering all the memories that have passed during the 3 years living on the same roof for 24 hours, I turned around and walked towards my class, can only see from outside the window, my memories are present again, I also remember the times when class This is a silent witness to our happiness, sadness, togetherness and cohesiveness, now I can only see class videos and photos, it's not like that time which is always together.

It didn't feel like the rain had started to subside as well as my sadness which had started to subside. Suddenly my friend Anika came and approached me.

"Let's go home, Anika, where are you looking for this," said Anika

"Where are you alone? I know you are in the treasury, ”I replied

"Hehe yes anika at the library asked for a certificate of liberty free, it was taking a long time, uh, it was raining so I went to the library first hehe"

"Huu it's really you"

"Yes, I'm sorry, why are your eyes bloated?" asked Anika pointing my eyes

"Oh, it's okay, I just remembered we used to be in class, in the dormitory we cried, okay .." I said, rubbing my eyes.

"Oh yeah, Anika is also sad, but don't be too sad, we just parted ways for a while, do you want to go home?" said Anika hugging me

"Hmm, right, that time was also just a memory now it won't be repeated, let's go home, have all the business sorted out, right?" I asked Anika

"Yes, I already do ci, please don't be sad okay," said Anika with a smile

"Hemm" I just nodded and smiled

Now I realize that separation will always exist in life because we have met, together, in jokes, laughter, sadness and happiness. I have no more words to say, only clear tears and a sense of longing that I feel, friends, continue your struggle in the direction you have chosen, in a new place, which will be our meeting distance.

Don't be too sad, ZNA be happy, because you will find a new place, a new atmosphere, not here anymore, but there, the place you choose. we must continue this journey, a journey that we must be ready to walk.

 

Reading Journal

Character	Author And Anika
Plot	the plot of the story is mixed because there is a past imagined by the author and a present.
Background	The background that is told is in the school environment and campus environment.
Point of view	The point of view used is the first person point of view because the author writes the main character with "I"
Message	"It is enough that every memory we have planted will be a beautiful memory. Because we don't have to be together always, let it all become a memory, just a memory."