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Selasa, 06 Desember 2011

Gone Too Soon

I used to have a friend.. A very best friend named Hendra. We met in the junior high school for the first time. We made friends and we got into the same class in our third grade. We entered the different high school but we met again in university. I noticed him as a very good person, cool, smart, and he knew how to behave. We used to be in the same path but then I took a different one and he just commented it in an ordinary way. Just like nothing happened. It impressed me much considering that many people thought that I'd chosen a wrong way.

When we spent our university life in Jogja, we'd done many things together. He helped me in everything, we shared laughs, we argued for some unimportant things.... we had fun together. I never like action movie. I still remember how I told him that I never finished watching Spiderman and out of sudden he 'accompanied' me watching it till the end by kept talking to me via text message. I won't forget his 'congratulation' for me for finally finishing that movie..

He knew everything that I didn't and he made me feel comfortable by his side. For me, he was a brother. He made me watch Robin Hood and Sherlock Holmes. He just smiled seeing me bored in the middle of Robin Hood movie. Some people said that he often sent a sharp comment although I didn't think that it was. Maybe that was something that made me feel comfortable by his side.

He might be a reserved person but he sometimes surprised me with a special thing he did. I was watching tv that night when I received his message. He said that he was in town and would bring me ice cream. I thought it was a joke so I didn't believe it. A day after, he kept saying that so that I challenged him to visit me at home and bring the ice cream. He said 'please wait for 30 mins'. I waited for 30 minutes, opened the door, and there he was.. in front of me with the ice cream basket. I was really surprised and I said 'how come?'.. He just said 'See.. I've told you to just believe..' and he smiled.

Hendra loved football. His favorite team was Barcelona and his fave national team was Spain. When world cup or euro cup hit the world, we became enemy since I supported Germany. We used to watch regular league when I studied in the midnight. In this case we became partner in crime so that we didn't argue anything by that time. When I visited Barcelona last March, I bought him some souvenirs and he said that the FCB plastic bag was the best plastic bag he'd ever had. He seemed very happy by that time. I gave it to him right before he went back to Samarinda and it was our last meeting. It was the last time I saw him smile to me. I'd never thought that our goodbye would be the real goodbye..

And now... that amazing man has gone. He struggled for his life and I wasn't there for him when he gave up. There won't be 'hoi hoi' (the way he started our convo) anymore.. There won't be a news about Spiderman. There won't be book discussion anymore and so on. He's gone first without saying anything. I just want him to come to my dream and have one last talk with me..

Bye Nda.. You'll be missed a lot.. x