Anzar : A Story

The girl was "weird"

Nadia and I fell silent, as if drifting in a quiet garden. Sitting facing the reservoir that is installing. I propped up his head that had been leaning against my shoulder. Nadia sows pleasure in every meeting with me. The promise that I could never bear, should he rule me with his whimper.

In life, I understand. I was in the middle of a longing. There was nothing else I was expecting. May the owner of my longing never get away from the space that is available to him, my heart.

Never once in a while do you move with someone, who I'm not. Be the perfect owner of the miss. Not in the slightest, you try to move to leave.

My heart won't be heard by you. Let it be, God only hears it. You just need to stay with me. Like what I asked my God.

"Nad" call me. Nadia just looked up, without saying "it's late afternoon"

"continue?"

"fear of rain"

"hujan-hujanan lah"

"later you'll be sick"

"but I still want to be with Anzar"

"there's still tomorrow"

"tomorrow is still a long time"

"it's late afternoon Nadia"

"sampe malem is okay too"

"later your mother was angry"

For a moment Nadia fell silent, turning her eyes away from me.

"let's go home" he said. Rise up from his seat without looking at me. Nadia was angry, I could feel it. Then he walked towards where my bike was parked, and I aligned my steps with him.

"are you angry?" much

"no" Clearly, his nature indicates that he is angry.

"yes, you want to be here in a minute?"

"don't want to" Nadia kept going and I kept following her. I'm confused, I have no experience with this. When we're with Kiky, we've never been. I don't know, we were like crazy back then.

"let's go up" said Nadia. I'm quite irritated by his nature. Yes, when spoiled like a child she is indeed sweet. But not in this situation. I followed him, and then he got on my bike without hugging the owner.

The bike went slow, with me thinking. What happened to Nadia? Why is he acting like a child? The thought continued until I reached Nadia's house. He came down without speaking anything.

"wait a minute" hold me down. Nadia stopped her steps towards the house. "you why?" confused I made it.

"i'm okay"

"i'm in, yeah?"

"yes"

Then I ran my bike straight away, without seeing Nadia come into his house.

"dog! why si?" as I said, "what's wrong with you?" ku continued babbling.

.....

I was at the dinner table with my mom. No loss of mind about Nadia who is very strange today.

"ma, do girls like that?" I asked my mother who was preparing the food.

"that's how?" my mother asked back as she sat across from me.

"strange, suddenly angry"

"ohh, are you the same as Nadia?"

"don't know"

"why did it start?"

"now Anzar took him to the park, wanted to snack, he said. Then, when taught, get angry. Strange." I explained.

"that means Nadia still wants to be with you" replied my mother gently.

"it's late in the afternoon, afraid of the rain again"

"yes mama knows, but the woman was spoiled from there"

"later to go home, continue to rain. It was Anzar who was wronged"

"yeah, you just need to apologize to Nadia, he explained. Let's not marahan anymore"

"kok Anzar is apologizing? anzar is not wrong"

"Anzar, that woman is quite spoiled. Don't be told to think, he's wrong what's wrong!"

"huh, dizzy talking to mama"

"already, let's eat!"

A woman is created complete with her potency. Do men always have to give up? I don't know for sure the answer. For sure, if the man is a man who really loves his woman. He would never scold her with his emotions. Rather, lead him with gentleness.

I was pretty upset by what Nadia did this afternoon. He was like a child, just angry. But should I be angry at that spoiled child? Ah.. it's very difficult.