Jalan Nur Rahmi

I sit in the living room. The conversation made me a little surprised by the cup of tea that came and served me. The fragrant aroma of tea steam that stimulated my sense of smell was even defeated by a woman who had delivered it. The woman then sat in the living room holding her tray. Now there are two people in front of me. The woman's right hand then embraces her partner's hand and closes to him. His left hand still holding the tray was shifted so that his filled stomach was visible to me, maybe five months.

In this city I actually have a meeting with a company to fulfill the request for a cooperation contract with him tomorrow. However, because I arrived in this city too fast, today is a very good opportunity to stay in touch - for so long it hasn't met six years since we graduated from high school. Seeing him make me not move, I'm a little lazy.

"Zaky, how are you?" The woman began the conversation after a few moments of silence.

He, Nur Rahmi. I just did not think, his life is now completely beyond my expectations.

"Three years ago, a letter came to me. There is your name and the name of the man next to you. Seeing it I was a little surprised. Isn't that too early for you, Rahmi? "

Rahmi smiled at me and shook her head.

"The girl nicknamed Einstein's reincarnation at school because of her intelligence. Always get ranked one, even province. The girl who is said to have a very bright future. A girl who wants a career long ago. Now he is in front of me, as a housewife. What makes you throw away your ambition? "
"Everyone can change, Zak." Rahmi leaned her head against her husband's shoulder.

Rahmi looks at me, her eyes look calm. The smile on his face didn't change, it remained sweet like the first time we met. Seeing himself as if there was no burden, there was no regret at all for his life's decision. Basically, this hijab woman successfully made a lot of questions in my mind.

"Assalamualaikum children. We have new students, "the teacher said, giving me the code to introduce myself.
"Assalamualaikum good morning. Introduce my name Zaky Arya, usually called Zaky. Nice to get to know you. "My eyes probed for a student.
"Waalaikumsalam," the students simultaneously greeted my greetings.

Not long after finally meeting, my gaze stopped seeing a veiled schoolgirl. His face that was familiar in the print media turned out to be smiling at me - welcoming me. That's the first time we met, I was with Nur Rahmi in the second grade of high school.

One day at recess, a student embraced me from behind.

"Your taste is high too, new children," said Yahya, the student who embraced me.
"No, I just looked at him, he was the smartest student in this school, right?" I was caught looking at Rahmi from a distance giving reasons.

Actually I have known about him for a long time. How not, the smartest schoolgirl in the province, her face plastered in various newspapers made her famous, especially among students who excelled in the surrounding schools. Yes, I am arguably one of the students in that circle. My goal was to move to this school because I wanted to meet him directly.

"Errr, he was even called Re, Zak," Yahya replied.
"Re?"
"Re, short for Einstein's reincarnation. All students call him that name. "Suddenly Yahya waved his hand towards Rahmi. "Hi, Re! How are you?"