My friend and I (Diki Miharja)

Do you know something? Every man in this world needs to interact with the others, because it’s the way to know how pathetic we are. Imagine that if we have no friends, or someone else who knows everything about you, worrying you day and night, and also give some advice to you when you are doing something wrong, off course your live will far from happiness. You will always think that your live is not important, useless, and at the end you try to suicide yourself. Do you won’t like that, aren’t you?

By the way, first, we must choose for friend carefully and for your own kindness. Don’t ever think because she/he smart, rich than you, you want to be his/her friend, because if you think like that, you will regret it later. Second, don’t plunge each other, then if you have a problem, share with him/her and find the way together. And third, in a friendship, there is no name an “ex”, because a true friendship will always you remember till your last breath.

            This story was about me and my best friend, Ferry. He has been friend of mine since ten years old. We always shared each other and always have fun. I still remember with one of unforgettable memory, when we stole Mr. Ujang’s star fruits in his garden. We stole it, because we are so thirsty after playing football for along day. He climbed the tree and I waited for him, looked around if Mr. Ujang came out in his house. Like a monkey he climbed and picked the fruits very quickly. Unfortunately, when we not yet finished the fruits, we caught by Mr. Ujang. He looked like very angry. He said that he will tell us to our parents because of our act. When he looked at our tears down fall, I think it crushed his heart. He reconsider and decided not to do it, maybe it was because we are still young. In order to make us stop sobbing, he just gave us a little job. He just asked us to clean his yard. His yard was the garden itself. I just said “gosh”. Do you know how wide his yard? It seemed like a half of basket ball field. In the other hand, I feel gratitude to him, because he will not tell us to our parents about it.

           

In senior high school, we took different school. We are separated now. He was busy with his activity. And so I am.

Day by day, week by week, month by month, we met barely. I felt, it was hard to find him, even to say hallo. It was bored when you just stay in home, watching TV, do your homework and so on. I wanted a new life, so I decided to entry to one of famous gang motorcycles. As long as in these community, I can got anything that I want, tried all of thing that was forbidden for me before. I felt “freedom”. I smoked when there was no body in home. When I woke up in the morning, I felt hangover, it was because of “my night activity”. And all of thing that will make me excited.

One day when we went for hangout. He told me that I was become someone else. He said that I was arrogant, anarchy, selfish. He wanted me back, like before. He was advice me to leave the darkest place in my life, but I didn’t noticed him. I still do all of the things in his back, and become more severe.

Every step that I take will be reflected later. I realize it when there was so much obstacle come to surface. First, my own best friend stay away from me. Second, because of all my bad habitually, my father left home, and I became get illness easily.

Muse, wishful, regret, it was all become one. I realized that I took a wrong path. I apologized to my parents, especially to my father, I promised to them that I will not doing something wrong again which is will make them difficult. Also for my best friend, Ferry, I was sorry because I didn’t notice you before. I want said it to you, but unfortunately, you had been moved just before I want to say it. Sorry, my best friend, wherever you are, you’re still in my heart.