High School, But Married

Episode 1's

Drowning the faces on both hands neatly folded on the table, Aviola Azahra pondered her fate. Just a month she was in third grade of High School, and last week she married the son of her father's friend who is a student at the famous campus in her city.

"Zahra, what's wrong with you? Early in the morning we daydream" rebuked Asna, Azahra's most considerate friend.

The white-hooded woman in the school uniform, looked up before stabilizing her way of sitting. "I'm not feeling well, Asna ... My head hurts.

Asna put her hand on the eel of her best friend. Checking if his best friend has a fever or just a headache.

"Thank God, you're just having a headache" Asna breathed in.

Sinking back in the face, Zahra really wanted to go home. But, he also did not want to miss his favorite subjects. Confused, Zahra looked up again. Getting out of the chair, the little girl pulled her best friend's hand.

"Where are we going ...?" asna asked annoyed when she was taken away without knowing where.

"Guide me to the water closet, Asna ... After that we go to Mother Nurdia's room. I want permission, I want to go home to rest" Azahra explained.

Asna according. After from the water closet, both were in the room of Ms. Nurdia, a teacher of mathematics. Inside the teacher's room, Ibu Nurdia was working on something.

"Assalamualaikum, Mother .." Azahra said a greeting while standing in front of Mother Nurdia's room.

"Waalaikumsalam" Mother Nurdia stopped the work she had not been engaged in for a long time. Staring at Azahra, the beautiful teacher commented a smile. "Please sit down" he said.

Azahra took her place in the front seat of Mother Nurdia's desk. "Mom, I'd like permission. My head hurts so I want to go home to rest" Azahra said, staring at her teacher.

Nurdia's teacher nodded. "Yes already. Be careful on the road. Later when you get home, you eat first before taking the medicine, after that you rest.

"Good, Buk. I am withdrawing. Assalamualaikum" Azahra got up from the chair. Then pulled a step out when Mother Nurdia had answered her greeting.

Outside, Asna was waiting for him. Seeing Azahra come out, Asna again put his hand on the eel of the friend. "Astaghfirullah ... Zahra, you're fever beb"

"Yes, Asna. As, I'm going home first. Don't forget to take a photo of your note later in the afternoon if you're home" Azahra explained as she pulled a step towards class.

Upon arrival in class, Asna goes inside to pick up her best friend's bag. Azahra waited in the doorway. I heard a question from some of my friends in the class. Ask about Azahra who looks pale. Everyone nodded their heads after hearing Asna's reply.

"Don't forget to take your medicine. Let us know if we need anything" said Gea, one of Azahra's friends who is now sitting on a chair.

"Yes" sahut Azahra.

Asna and Azahra sauntered away towards the school gate. Because Azahra was not healthy, and Contract was also quite far away, Azahra chose to go home on an ojek. Left the two-wheeled vehicle that often accompanied him all this time.

Upon arrival at the contract, do not forget Azahra paid a bill of 25 thousand to the ojeker before going inside. Then take a step up to the front door. The two girls' eyebrows swooped up when they saw the woman's shoes in front of the door. I asked, whose shoes are those?

Taking out the key that Zul gave her this morning, Azahra began to open the door but it turned out that it was not locked at all. Not wanting to think hard, Azahra said hello. Passing through the living room, the girl found Zulfikar, her husband sitting in threes with one male friend and one female friend.

"Sister Zul, what room am I sleeping in?" asked Azahra confused. Previously they lived in the house of Zulfiqar's parents, in Maros. This was his first time in contract.

"In that room" the owner of the name Zulfikar often called Zul pointed his index finger at the door with the number one written in front. "Your clothes are also Mama tata in the closet" he explained.

Azahra immediately went to the room. His aching head, as well as his feverish body, made him not want to linger long in the family room. All he wanted was a full break.

"Zul, who is that?" ask Qonita, Zul's classmate.

Zul sighed softly. "He's my wife, the woman I told you about" Zul said.

Assagaf nodded, as did Qonita. When the three returned to work on campus duties, Azahra heard crying in the room.

Zulfikar nodded, immediately getting off the sofa. With an accelerated step, Zul entered Azahra's room. "Astaghfirullah ... Dek, what's wrong with you?" ask Zul worriedly.

"Sister, my head hurts. I also have a fever" Azahra sobbed.

"You wait a minute, I buy you medicine first" Zul said. Immediately rotate the body. Not a step away, he turned back to look at Azahra who was curled up in the blanket. "Have you eaten?" tanyakanya.

"Not .." replied Azahra..

Zulfikar immediately came out of the room, meeting his friend on the sofa.

"Qonita, Asgaf, you guys wait a minute, yeah, I'm out. Want to buy medicine and food, my wife has a fever and headaches" said Zul took the keys to the motorbike.

"Let me, Zul. You just compress him" Assagaf said.

"You go to the room, let me get you some warm water" said Qonita.

Zul nodded then returned to the room. Taking his place on the side of the bed, the man slowly massaged his wife's head. Before long, Qonita came in carrying warm water without a small towel.

"Zul, here's the warm water. You take a small towel first, I don't know where it is" Qonita said as she placed a small basin on the nightstand.

Zul got off the bed, opened the small closet, he took out what Qonita meant. Returning to Azahra, the man painstakingly took care of his wife.

Qonita returned to the kitchen when she heard the two-wheeler stop in front of the rented car. Take a plate and water in the kettle. Then return to the room coinciding with Assagaf who will also enter the room.

"Zul, this is medicine and this is ampella fried rice" Assagaf proffered a small white crackle containing a pack of fried rice and medicine.

Zul took the crackle. "Thank you, As, Qonita" Zul said.

Assagaf and Qonita only drew smiles. The two return to the sofa leaving Zul and Azahra in the room. After Assagaf and Qonita died, Zul looked back at Azahra who closed his eyes.

"Dec, eat first. After that take a new medicine break"

"Hmm" Azahra nodded. Immediately withdraw assisted by Zul. Leaning on the headboard, Azahra looked at Zul who painstakingly took out the fried rice.

"Sir, here .. let me go" Azahra took a plate of fried rice from Zul's hand.

"Rel ... Kalsum your lover called ..."

"Rel ... Kalsum your lover called ..."

The ringing of Zulfikar's cell phone from the direction of the family room, diverting the concentration of the owner of the phone. The caller was Kulsum, Zulfikar's lover who attended the same college.

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