Destiny Love Nirmala

Jealous

...Love is not to shut down reason. Disguise the heart, glare the eyes let alone obscure the logic because love was not created that way. Control love, not love that controls us....

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Bara leads his bike with Nala walking on the side. Didn't know what the girl was planning until she asked Bara to do it. Because until the two return to the place where Nirmala waited, Nala did not also release her grip from Bara's arm. In fact, he increasingly showed affection with his head resting spoiled on the shoulders of the young man who was with him.

"My shoulders are heavy!" moaning Bara because Nala even adds to her difficulties. "Nal, you're listening to me?" bara protests because the girl next to him is still busy fighting. While he had trouble guiding his vehicle.

Nirmala looked away when the two men were behind the bike. "You guys go first, I'll tail you in the back."

Bara stood glued for a moment then lowered the kickstand (standard motor), then handed the helmet to Nala. "Now, pake!"

Nala was just silent, not taking the thing that Bara thrust on her. "Pakein dong, let romance get rich in movies."

"Damn, najiss!!" cibir Bara indifferently then rode his iron horse. "Loe wants to stand there or I'm anterin home?" angry because Nala only bothers him.

Nala snorted while putting a helmet over her head. "Iya-iya. Ntar ati-ati fell in love with me...."

Bara bergidig and turn on the motor vespanya. He turned his head then threw a scathing sentence at the girl behind him. "Not most dreams are! I'm not going to like a little girl like Loe!!"

Nala lifted both shoulders and hugged Bara's waist. "See it later! I'm sure one day you'll be smitten with me! Who the hell is going to push girls to get sucked in on campus?"

Bara shook his head and then drove a little of his vehicle and stopped next to Nirmala's motorbike. "Come, we're home!"

Nirmala was aghast because she was daydreaming. Nala's relationship with Bara tonight is quite disturbing his mind. "I-iya Bar, come on...."

The hijab girl entered the key and turned on the motor engine by stepping on the kick starter (engkol) several times. He had to spend a little energy, so that the two-wheeled vehicle given by his late grandfather could be lit.

"Alhamdulillah." said Nirmala gratefully when his iron horse machine has been successfully operated.

Bara runs the motor first at a rate of 20km/h. He did not want to make the distance with Nirmala too far. However, this opportunity was really taken advantage of by Nala. His embrace at Bara's waist grew tighter, and he threw his head over the young man's back.

"Nal, it's just ordinary dong. I'm worried, amused!" bara was uncomfortable with Nala's attitude. However, the girl did not care about Bara's grunts. While behind the two, Nirmala was as determined as she could be. Although in his heart there was another feeling that he was not aware of.

Half an hour passed, they finally reached their destination. Nirmala parked her vehicle in the yard while Nala was still standing spoiled in front of Bara.

"Udah go in there, Nirmala wait for you!!" banish Bara because Nala did not move. "Eh, even smiling is not clear. Loe kesambet huh?" Bara put a palm over Nala's forehead.

Nala suddenly leaned her face and kissed Bara's lips at a glance. "Thank you for bringing me home safely. Be careful on the road...."

Nirmala unintentionally witnessed the indecent scene in front of her, spontaneously pronouncing the word Istighfar while making her face. "Astaghfirullahal...."

After doing something that left others flabbergasted, Nala went into the house leaving a pair of Adam's children in a flogging feeling. Why, she was so happy tonight for making Nirmala jealous by teasing Bara, the man she likes.

"Thank you so much for nganterin Nala to come home. You be careful on the road." Nirmala said to Bara expressionlessly and in a very flat tone of voice. Without waiting for an answer, he quickly pulled his foot to enter the house. Because there was something urgent from behind the eye patch for him to spill right now.

"Sorry.." murmured Bara to the mess that happened tonight. It's all out of control and it's not his fault.

...***...

A new day begins with a new spirit. This morning is the first day Nirmala officially holds the status of a student. And as always, while people were still sleeping with their dreams, Nirmala had done many things. Performing dawn prayers, doing all the homework and preparing to leave for the place where he will be educated for the next four years.

Usually he will read the Qur'an after the prayer, not today. Because he has so much to do. Arman who deliberately woke up early had to swallow disappointment because of the daughter he really hated, this time did not teach.

"Basic shucks! I want to wake up at dawn for dengerin loe naji .. uh, you don't even read the book!" gerundel Arman watched Nirmala who was tidying her face and prayer mats. He returned to the room with a very upset feeling.

Nirmala knew very well that the father was peeping at her as usual. He pretended to act ignorant, even though inside he was speechless. "Sorry Mala yes pa. This morning Mala did not pay her first visit. God willing later after the prayer magrib or isya. Honestly Mala seneng, even though it was just a horror Mala read the Qur'an, but it was something extraordinary. May one day, come to touch your heart."

All the homework was done, just to prepare breakfast for his beloved father and brother. The routine every morning is exhausting. However, Nirmala was not complaining. For him still being able to gather with family is a happiness in itself that nothing can buy.

"It turned out to be half six" said Nirmala monologue. He arranged the breakfast meal on the table and went back to his room to pick up the bag and say goodbye to his father.

"Pa.." call Nirmala while knocking on the door. "Pa.." call her again.

The sound of a doorknob being pulled, Arman walked out of his room. "Did you knock-tap my room? Don't know the manners of being a child!"

"Sorry Pa... Mala wants to leave, wants to go to college," said the girl to her father.

Arman's forehead shriveled, he turned his head to look at the clock. "Aren't you wrong about this rich blind morning already on campus?"

Nirmala shook her head. "No Pa. This morning Mala has a similar business on campus, to discuss the duties of Mala students. So, we have to leave early."

Arman mangosteen. "Oh, so you can go to college there because of student fees? Good bye, if rich is that .. so you don't bother me!"

"Yes Pa, Alhamdulillah... Mala managed to get the student duty." Nirmala pulls Arman's hand and kisses him. "Mala departs yes Pa. doain Mala may be useful people so that Papa can make proud," hoped Nirmala.

"Hm.." said Arman briefly. Without saying anything else, Arman went into the room and closed the door tightly, although Nirmala was still standing in front of her room.

The veiled girl stroked the chest and then stepped out of the house to a large building with her blind motorbike. The building that was originally just a wishful thinking for him to stand there, has now become a reality.

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