2018 is the year of See You Again. My best-friends have left the city and eventually, I will soon too. Yesterday, mba Anis departed back to her hometown… I tried not to shed any tear because parting has already suck and to cry in public place has its own inconvenience. I don’t like inconveniences.
Mba Anis and I lived in the same rented-rooms building (in Indonesia we called it Kost) and have been best friends since 2016. She and Vivid (2nd from the left) had frequently visited me in my room during The Dark Hours. They usually visited me at night because that was the time when I’d be very… unstable and very sad. Mba Anis, who studied psychology, knows how to talk things through with me (Vivid (studied International Relations) also knows how).
It’s sad that Mba Anis will not be able to attend Vivid’s and my graduation ceremony this month because by that time she’ll already be in the comfort of her home and has to prepare for her wedding. It’s even sadder that I will not be able to attend her wedding because its presumed that I’ll already be in the hospital for my first week of clinical clerkship. On the other hand, I felt honored, actually. On June, mba Anis told me about the plan and how she met her future husband. God’s plan is indeed beautiful and so magical… I can’t even begin to describe the feeling, and it’s not my wedding yet, but the feeling… amazing! I wish and prayed for all the best and great things for this couple from this day on until forever, Allah knows how beautiful mba Anis’ soul is and she deserves all the good things in this world and in the afterlife.
In the meantime, I make myself strong by telling my heart that the separation will not hamper our friendship. It’ll strengthen it. The friendship may be more expensive now that we have to cross the sea to meet one another but that’s okay. You make sacrifices for the ones you love! I’ll see you again, mba Anis sayang. Take care, my sister, I’m missing you so much already!