Cidro (Between Love And Wounds)

Chapter 31

Citra masih terduduk di atas ranjang. Walaupun malam telah larut, namun matanya enggan untuk terpejam. Pikirannya di penuhi oleh suara dan tatapan Tegar.

"Let me be your life partner. Let me fill the emptiness of your heart."

The loud words came back to his ears. Speech that makes him worried and do not know how to.

The image took a long breath. His chest again felt tight and made it difficult to breathe. The image closed his eyes. He tried to cast the shadow of Tegar from his mind.

"Don't be afraid. I will always be there for you."

Arga's words suddenly fell back in his ear. The image opened its eyes slowly. He said Istighfar repeatedly in his heart. He kept repeating that until his heart was calm and comfortable.

The image again took a long breath. He's trying to neutralize his irregular heartbeat. Suddenly the phone he had placed not far from him rang. The image immediately grabbed his phone. He read the caller's identity.

"Tock." He muttered with a frown.

"Assalamu'alaikum Sir," said Citra.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Citra's. Did you sleep?" reply to the person across the phone.

"Em.. not yet Sir. What's up, sir?" ask Citra.

"Don't call Mr. Dong. I feel old when you call me sir" said the man.

Citra's forehead again wrinkled to hear the words of the person who called him. Why can't he call her sir?

"It's outside of school. So call me yes" said the man again.

The image's forehead was increasingly wrinkled in wonder. What exactly did this guy mean to call her? If there is something to say, why not just go to school? He will also meet with Citra tomorrow.

"Sorry Mr. eh Mas. What's up, huh?" ask Citra.

A single smile was engraved on the handsome face of the young teacher. His heart flowered to hear Citra calling him Mas.

"Ah, there's nothing. Just talking to you, "he replied.

The image is increasingly astonished by it. What exactly does this young man want to say?

"Em... tomorrow you have a show?" ask the young teacher to Citra.

"Tomorrow? Um...."

"I mean do you have any after-school events tomorrow?" tanyakanya.

"Eng.no sir. Why ya?"

"Kok sir again? I was told to call him Mas aja." The young teacher protested the call that came out of Citra's mouth.

"Sorry Mr. eh Mas. I'm not used to calling Mr. Tian Mas" Citra replied.

Tian mangosteen heard Citra's reply. He's very understanding. Because he and Citra were never close.

"Yes, it's okay. But I hope you're used to calling me Mas ya. The time when her future husband was called sir?" tian said with confidence.

"Prospective husband? What do you mean, someone else? It is increasingly unclear whether this is a person," Citra said in her heart.

"So how? Tomorrow, can it?" ask Tian.

The image frowned again. "What can you do?"

"I didn't say yes?"

"Say what?"ask Citra getting confused.

Tian let out a long breath. "Tomorrow you have time after school?"

"Yes there. Why is it Mas?"

"Tomorrow I will take you on the road. Can you?"

The image fell silent for a moment. "Road? What the hell does that mean?"

"I want to take you on the road. Yes, if the term child today, that date. Wanna?"

"Em... How is it? Look at me tomorrow," Citra replied.

"Yes already. Rest gih. It was night time," Tian said.

Image hung up after saying hello. He turned off his room light and pulled out his blanket. He tried to close his eyes, even though it was difficult. He could finally sleep.

*****

The sound of the morning adhan sayup-sayup began to sound. The image immediately got up and stepped towards the bathroom. His steps came to a halt as his tail caught the shadow of his older sister. Smiling at Wiwit.

"For Ma'am," said Citra.

Wiwit glanced at Citra. Without speaking anything, the girl passed by Citra just like that. The image frowned. He was astonished by Wiwit's change in attitude.

A second later he seemed to shrug his shoulders. "Maybe there's a problem. Then I asked the same Mrs Wiwit," he said.

The girl continued her steps towards the bathroom. He immediately took a bath and took ablution water.

Two rakaat is finished he tuned. The image folds back the face and also the prayer mats that he uses for prayer. He then put the two things back in place.

"Partner," call Hardcore.

The image turned towards Tegar. A faint smile spread across the sweet girl's face.

"Have you finished praying?" ask Rigor as he stands in front of Citra.

"Alhamdulillah it is. Do you want to pray?" ask Citra.

Harder smiled hearing Citra's question. "Yes. The plan is I want to be your priest. But it turns out you have finished praying," said Tegar.

Smiling image. "Entar only if you want to be a priest," replied Citra origin.

Tegar replied to Citra's reply with a smile. The girl then moved in front of Tegar. He returned to his room to finish his task.

After Citra died, Wiwit walked closer to Tegar. "I have not prayed. Want to be my priest?"

Hard looking back. A slanted smile was etched on his handsome face. Without answering Wiwit's words, Tegar turned around and continued his steps towards the bathroom.

Wiwit snorted in annoyance. He felt annoyed that Tegar had completely disregarded his existence.

"Why the hell? It was a turn of Citra, she was very soft," grumbled Wiwit.

The girl turned around and stepped into her own room. He did not perform his dawn service.

The sun has gone up. His warm radiance barged into the Citra room. The girl opened the window so that sunlight could enter her room.

The image inhaled the air that entered into his room. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm sunlight from behind the window of his room.

"Partner." A voice called out to someone knocking on the door of his room.

The image immediately walked towards the door of the room. He immediately opened the door of his room.

"There is a real nuin," said Wiwit with a slightly taut tone.

"Who's Ma'am?" ask Citra.

"Where do I know. Look at it yourself. I'm the security guard you're wondering" said Wiwit.

The image no longer refutes. He was lazy to argue for unimportant things. Regardless of Wiwit's words, the girl immediately stepped into the living room of her house.

A young man was sitting in the living room of his house. The young man seemed to be talking to Mr. Hamzah.

Seeing the arrival of Citra, Mr. Hamzah then stood up. "Then you stay behind first yes," he said.

The young man nodded his head politely. A faint smile was etched on her sweet face.

"Do you know where my home address is?" asked Citra as soon as she stayed alone with Tian.

Yep! the guest who came was Tian. Young teacher who put his heart on the image.

Tian reviewed the smile. "Not from anywhere. I follow you every time I go home from school. That's why I know your home address," Tian replied.

"Mr stalking me?" accuse Image. His eyes flashed sharply as he looked at Tian's eyes.

Tian smiled again. "Not stalking. I just want to know your home address. That's why I followed you, "he explained.

"Same aja. Following someone without the knowledge of the person, can be punished you sir," Citra said.

He did not like what the young teacher was doing.

Tian let out a long breath. "I'm sorry if you're bothered by my actions. I just want to know your home address. That's it," Tian said.

Screaming imagery. His eyes looked at Tian with an unwelcome look. He's feeling uncomfortable now.

"I'm sorry I'm busy right now. You better go home." The image expelled Tian while standing up from his seat.

Tian stood up from his seat. The young man looked at Citra gently and lovingly.

"I'm sorry if my arrival bothers you. I just want to visit and be in touch with my students" Tian said.

The image turned his face. He folded his hands in front of his chest. Impressed haughty indeed. But Citra doesn't care.

"Thank you. Then I say goodbye first. Assalamu'alaikum" Tian said before leaving Citra's house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Citra replied.

Tian immediately moved from before Citra. When going to install the helmet, Tian still had time to look towards Citra. But Citra turned her face the other way. He did not want to look towards the young man who had secretly put his heart on him.

"God! Expensive selling. Gatel is in the garuk."