BETWEEN THE RAIN
Go Together
Zidan got up while rubbing the part of his head that hit.
"Are you okay?" Said Syila while chuckling holding back laughter looking at Zidan who was in pain from hitting the table
"No. It's okay, you have nothing" replied Zidan.
"More. You're looking for this, aren't you?"
Syila reached out her hand holding the key to the motorcycle with the Asta character hangers from the Black Clover anime that was trending.
"Ah yes this is the key to my bike that I was looking for" replied Zidan while taking the key from Syila's hand.
"Still" said her again by showing her distinctive grin in front of Syila.
"Either. Last time I found her in front of the classroom door, next time don't fall asleep" replied Syila softly.
"Okeh will no longer. Why aren't you home yet?" Ask Zidan to Syila.
"Oh I compiled Indonesian assignment books last week"
"Bu Desi asked for her book to be compiled in absentia"
"Would I help you?" Zidan asked for help
"It's done"
"Yaudah if I help bring it to the teacher's room. Can you?"
"Judek. Yes please.." Syila.
"No problem hehe" replied Zidan with his trademark grin again.
"Feel Dejavu. I took you to school this morning"
"Now I'm helping you bring books to the teacher's room"
Zidan said as he walked beside Syila towards the teacher's room.
"so yeah. You are always there at the right time anyway" replied Syila briefly
The school corridor has begun to fall. The students were no longer seen around the school. There was silence between the two of them. It was as if only the two of them were in school when there were still 1 to 4 people who still remained in the school area
Finally they arrived in front of the teacher's room. Syila walks towards Missi's desk with Zidan.
"Oh Syila and Zidan."
"Just put the book here" Ms. Desi ordered while patting the cue table that to put the book. They put the book in front of the Desi Bu Table and immediately left
"Is there anything we need to help you with again, ma'am?"
Ask Syila who is still standing next to Zidan.
"Udah does not exist. You can go home"
"Thank you for helping me"
The teacher said with a smile.
"That's why we're going home"
Syila and Zidan say goodbye to Missi.
Zidan and Syila walked side by side to get out of the school which was now very quiet.
After the two of them came out of the corridor, Syila then turned her direction towards the school gate while Zidan headed to the parking lot.
"Judah I go home first yes" Pamit Syila told Zidan.
But when Syila was just about to step foot, Zidan pulled Syila's hand and stopped his steps.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. Where else is he?" Syila asked astonished by the attitude of the man who was in front of her.
"We go home together" replied Zidan as he pulled Syila's hand toward the parking lot.
"Hhhhh wait a minute!" Syila said she was trying to pull her hand.
"Why ?" Ask Zidan.
"I'm going to take the angkot!" Answer Syila.
"Your house is in the White Rose complex, right?"
"Why do you know!?"
"Heh yes yes why can I forget" Shila muttered inwardly feeling himself to be a fool in front of Zidan.
"Yes, but I still want to go home by myself!" Syila said slightly raising her tone of voice with a face that was now starting to blush in embarrassment.
"Udah kesorean. Come with me" continued Zidan again dragging the hand of Syila.
blush
Syila's face is getting red. Syila was now confused by her feelings. Be happy, embarrassed or uncomfortable with this moment.
Only one he knew, Zidan's hand was warm. Like the figure of a father who usually holds tightly when walking. Again Syila missed the father who always helped her, like Zidan who always helped her
"Luckily the school is deserted" muttered Syila slowly but still heard by Zidan
"It could be the talk of one school if someone sees me going with this person" he murmured again.
Zidan who heard it just smiled. The two of them finally arrived at the parking lot where Zidan's motorbike was.
"I can't go home together. I want to stop by somewhere first" said Syila ventured
"Yes, if so, I will take you to your destination" Zidan said easily. Yes, because Zidan wants to accompany her wherever Syila goes
"I'm not sure you like the place. So it's better not to go with it" said Syila a little unkind
"No papa, I'd love it. Wherever the place is and whatever the circumstances I will still like" said Zidan again. Syila who heard that just fell silent did not prevent Zidan from coming with her because Syila had run out of reasons for Zidan not to come with her.
The place that Syila visited was an orphanage, children with special needs, they were all there is a foundation called "WITH US" which is always plastered on top of their homes. Syila long ago did not visit there, she missed all the children she had considered her own sister. Because at this time Syila's mother does not work so she does not worry about her brother who is ordinary at home because there are already accompanying the mother.he also plans to visit briefly let go of longing. It takes about 30 minutes to arrive.
"So this is where you came in" asked Zidan who had just got off his bike.
"Yes. This is an important place for me, come on in" Syila asked
"Assalamu'alaikum" they both said
"Waalaikumsalam" they answered all of them are children who have advantages that are not owned by others.
"Wah brother Syila came" said one of the children named Zaka. And at that moment they all came to Shila and hugged her to give up longing
"Our brother misses sister"
"Why old brother didn't come here" asked one of them
Syila was busy playing with them and answering all their questions, honestly Syila also missed a moment like this. While the man who was with him here was even being invited to chat by Ibu Sani.
"Whose name are you" asked Sani
"I'm Zidan ma'am, Syila's classmate" Zidan replied
"You were lucky to be brought here by Syila" reprimanded Sani's mother who is the owner of this foundation
"Emang why ma'am" asked Zidan in surprise
"Because for many years we knew Syila, she never brought a man with her here" replied Sani
"And she is a woman with a very soft heart, she loves children unlike you. Even she always made them happy in her own way, mother was very salute to Syila. Usually girls of his age are engrossed in his own world, with his own association but not with Syila. And you have to keep it ", obviously, Sani
"Why am I ma'am" asked Zidan who was serious about hearing Sani's story
"Because you are valuable to him" said Bu Sani briefly.
"We only knew you a few days ago, where maybe someone like me was precious in his heart"
"That's your opinion, we don't know what's in someone's heart
Zidan who heard that could only fall silent. In his heart he saluted what he had just seen towards Syila, a woman who had a motherly soul. Zidan also approached Syila and other children he came to play with her to spill all the burdens on their aged children. Syila who saw Zidan could only smile. Until the clock shows at 5 pm they say goodbye to go home and rest in their respective homes.
"Mom we said yes to go home first" Syila told Bu Sani
"Yes, come by again sometime" said Ms. Sani
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Zidan and Syila compact.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Ms. Sani.
"Didn't papa you come home this afternoon, mama you're not angry" asked Zidan trying to break the silence between them
"Look, I told my mom over the phone. Sorry you have to go home this afternoon because I came here" said Syila
"I love being able to get you, let alone to that place. I salute you who care about them and make their spirit grow" said Zidan
"What salute, I don't say anything. I just wanted them to play and be the sister they hoped for" Syila said
