Hanifa For Devan

Not Into School

“Mama where are you going? Papa's sick again, Ma." Jihan held firmly onto the arm of the woman who was now carrying two large suitcases in her hand. Both of his eyes were already watering.

The woman looked at the old Jihan. Mama has to go. "Mama can no longer stay the same papa," the woman replied making Jihan's tears shed.

“Why, Ma? Is it because of that guy?" Jihan's hand pointed at the man standing at her door.

"Sorry Mama Jihan," said the woman rubbing Jihan's wet eyes.

“Mama nasty! Mama doesn't love me anymore, papa! Mama doesn't love Jihan and Devan anymore!" jihan jolted with sobs.

Hearing the noise in the living room, a boy came with a ball in his hand.

“Mama where are you going?" ask the boy.

Again the woman answered the same thing. “Mama should go."

The boy took off his ball. "Where are you going? Mama can't go! Devan wants to come with Mama!" her door also hugged her mother's body with tears. Jihan who saw that immediately carried her sister and took her to the room.

“Sorry Mama darling. Sorry Mama" said the woman repeatedly and went with her two suitcases.

“MAMAAA! the boy shouted in the window of his room.

The clear water slowly came down wetting his white face. Jihan stroked the album in her hand. The bad memories again touched his heart.

Now, the sadness of the departure of the woman he loved so much returned to his mind.

“If Mama doesn't go, maybe that happiness is still there now. Maybe our lives won't be like this." Jihan stroked her family photo gently while wiping away the remaining tears in her eyes.

“Now Devan needs mom. Devan's sick, Ma. Where's mama?" lirih Jihan's. His tears are getting out. In between her cries, she heard a car coming into the yard.

“They're home." Jihan closed the album of memories and immediately wiped the remaining tears in her eyes. Then put his foot to the front door.

After putting his car in the trunk, Devan immediately entered the room without paying attention to his brother's puffy eyes. Bi Mar who managed to see Jihan's face immediately stopped his steps.

“Non Jihan crying?" ask Bi Mar.

Jihan immediately shook her head. "No, Bi. It was just a flickering, "he answered lying. "Oh yeah, what did Aunt buy?"

“This, Auntie bought the same kitchen needs some ingredients to make herbal drinks Non," replied Bi Mar.

Bi Mar who understood the sadness from Jihan's eyes chose silence. Actually she knew what made her cry, but she didn't want to make Jihan's heart even sadder.

“Herbal drink? Who's Bi for?"

“Nak Devan to make, Non."

Jihan nodded in understanding. After that they came in. Jihan helps Bi Mar cook lunch and make herbal drinks for Devan. Once everything is ready, they immediately pray Dzuhur.

***

At the same time, Hanifa who had just finished praying and teaching was preparing something in her room. With the mucus still attached to the body, his hands were busy wrapping gifts, and forming them in various ways.

“Alhamdulillah is done. Love the person tomorrow" he smiled. Yes, he will give a reward to Devan for successfully completing the challenge from him.

***

“Assalamualaikum, Beautiful. Ready for your first lesson today?" Ayyan's voice was calling from behind.

Hanifa who was busy reading also looked over. "Ready dong."

Ayyan put down her bag, then looked at her best friend. "Fa, you think the room for our exam will be randomized, huh?"

“Ndon't know, Ayy. Maybe random, because last year it was so," replied Hanifa calmly.

Five minutes after their conversation, the teacher came in. Start teaching citizenship lessons for up to thirty minutes.

“Fa, want to go to the cafeteria?" ayyan asked him to enter his book after the hour lesson was over.

Hanifa thought for a moment. "You go first, yeah. I have a little business."

Ayyan nodded unsuspectingly at her best friend. “OK, I'm waiting in the cafeteria, yes," he continued and left.

While Hanifa who was still putting in her book nodded. Then rushed over with a pretty plastic bag in her right hand. With an expanding smile on her pretty face, she stepped her feet into the usual place she saw the stubborn man.

As soon as he reached the destination, his eyes swept all corners of the field, but did not manage to see Devan's figure there. "Usually a clock like this, he's already here. But what, the tumben is not nongol?" Hanifa asked herself.

Despite not seeing Devan, Hanifa chose to wait for him for a while.

Maybe Devan went somewhere else first. His inner.

After a long wait, Hanifa finally chose to look for Devan to her class. Just approaching the door of class XII IPA 1, his legs came to a halt with the voice of someone calling out to him.

“Hanifa. Who's it gonna look for?" ask the man in front of her.

“Eh, Arjun. Mmm, isn't the devil?"

Arjun who was expecting it smiled as well. “Devan not in, Fa."

“Nnot in? Why?"

"I don't know" replied Arjun honestly.

“Oh, so. Thanks, yeah, Jun."

Arjun nodded and smiled. "Yes, Fa. Equally.”

***

Did the disease recur? Did he forget to take the medicine? Did he not eat? The question swirled in his head. Makes her worry more. Hanifa has to go home to tutoring later. Then put his foot into class.

“Woi. What the hell is a lamunin? That's one page, how come you only got half, Fa?"

Hanifa who was conscious of her daydream, immediately took a stand.

"You're not papa, are you?" ask Ayyan again.

Hanifa immediately shook her head. "I'm good, Ayy," he answered, then completed the note left behind.

After the tutoring was over, Hanifa immediately rushed outside. Waiting for the angkot to take him to Devan's house. Finally, the waiting question arrived. Five minutes later Hanifa had reached the gate of Devan's house. The guards at the gate immediately opened the gate for Hanifa.

“Assalamualaikum," said Hanifa while knocking on the door. Shortly after, the door opened.

"Waalaikum salam. Uh, Non Ifa, let's go in, Non," said bi Mar.

After being invited in, Hanifa's feet stopped in front of the stairs. “Devan is at Bi's house?"

The one asked nodded.

“There, Non, in his room. Yesterday night all of a sudden my body was hot and my head was very sore, he said. That's why he didn't go to school today."

After explaining Devan's circumstances, Hanifa tried to enter Devan's room accompanied by bi Mar. Hanifa did not want to be alone in one room with a man who was not her mahram. Bi Mar and Hanifa entered after being allowed by the owner of the room.

Hanifa watched for a moment. Devan's face looks very pale. Feeling that someone was watching, Devan's eyes that had been closed tightly now slowly began to open.

Her blue iris now looked at the woman standing in front of her. Devan initially thought this was all a dream, but seeing Hanifa's smile he realized that he was not dreaming.

“How are you doing? Your head still hurts?" tanya Hanifa then sat down near Devan's study table.

Devan tries to get up, but is prevented by Hanifa. “Udah, you just rest."

“Lo what is here?" devan asked after resting his body with a pillow.

Hanifa smiled. "I want to look at you.  All of you want to give this medicine," he said handed some sheets of medicine to Devan. “You've eaten yet?"

“Si Aden fasting, Non." Bi Mar. It made Hanifa's forehead shrivel.

"You fast when you're like this?"

Devan smiled thinly. "German a day cochlea. I am not papa. Look at this, I can get up" Devan denied as he walked in front of Hanifa. Showing that he's okay even though his head feels pierced by dozens of needles.

“Eh, yes, yes. I believe you're all right. But I beg you Van, after this you must take care of your diet yes," said Hanifa expectantly.

Devan nodded and smiled again. "Yes, yes, take it."

Not long after saying this, Devan then flicked his blanket and walked out. Hanifa who saw Devan's behavior was astonished.

“Where are you going?"

“Gue to the park. You wanna come with me?"

Hanifa did not answer directly. He looked towards Bi Mar. Sontak bi Mar nodded his head. He signaled that he should follow her. Apparently bi Mar worried Devan why-not.

Hanifa also set her foot following Devan from behind.

“Can not if the pain is not to wander first? Don't worry what head it is," said Hanifa.

Devan who heard Hanifa's nagging just chuckled. “Gue stay in the room," he answered and sat down. Hanifa sat down too.

“Oh, yes. Your head still hurts?" ask Hanifa again.

“Now it's not too," Devan replied casually staring at the flowers in front of him.

“Sick, huh?"

Devan laughed a little. "Udah, you calm down. I'm not going to die just as sick" Devan said.

Seeing Devan's withered face, Hanifa's tears came down suddenly. How could Devan possibly lie with his current condition. Hanifa knew exactly the symptoms experienced by brain tumor sufferers, as her father told her the other day.

“Brain tumor sufferers especially those who have entered the final stage, will experience more serious symptoms than the previous stage. Sufferers will feel intense pain in the head, often feel nausea and vomiting, loss of balance and even changing emotions.the story of his father on the way to the hospital."

Hanifa recalled her father's words a while ago. That is what made her tears go down without being asked.

“Lo cry?" devan asked to look at Hanifa's wet hijab.

Hanifa shook her head. Immediately his hand wiped the remaining water in his eyes. After that smile. “Ngak. I'm just flickering, "he doesn't want to make any more grief for Devan.

Devan who was still confused finally nodded. He really did not understand what the woman who was beside him felt.

“Oh yes, I want to give you this." Hanifa handed me a box wrapped in beautiful gift paper.

"What's this?" devan asked, taking the box.

“That's a gift for you. I, I promised you I'd love you a gift if you manage to complete the challenge I love."

Devan nodded with a smile.

He still could not believe that he had already completed the challenge given by Hanifa. Instantly his smile expanded as he opened the contents of the box. Real beautiful.

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