Holy Prison

PS 18 - Impossible Terms

I grinned. I'm sure he'll never be able to meet all the conditions I've been given.

“Agree!” said steady.

The deg! I don't believe what he's saying. Is he stupid? What exactly is the plan until he actually agreed to the termslu without thinking back. I hurriedly turned my brain.

I have to win! I'm not gonna let Gus Faiz get in the way of my plans anymore. Really, I'm really tired of all this.

“First you have to tell my family if I run away from pesantren or have died swallowed by a tiger fit again blurred or whatever it is up to you. The important thing is not to let my parents know if I am still in the pesantren. Tell them to go.” I said.

I immediately nodded. “Good, but in pesantren later you have to change. So santri who boasts.” said after being silent for a few seconds.

“OK. I promise it will be more pious than Farha.” I said perfunctorily. Wanting to make him stop messing with my plan.

“I keep your promise. The second?” ask Gus Faiz. I shiver in the cold. The cold night air grew colder after hearing Gus Faiz who was challenging me back.

In my heart I panicked. Why does he say yes so easily? I told him to lie. Now I depend on the 2nd condition that I can confirm I will not agree to.

“My last sign is hug me.” I said.

Gus Faiz releases his hand. Body stiffens. His face was angry. I smiled inwardly while looking at her who again rubbed her face in frustration. I know this is gonna work.

“Gue will tell you all my problems by the time we hug. So, the second condition is to hug me until I finish the story.” I said. Smiling triumphantly.

Gus Faiz was silent.

I just smiled and turned my body. Heading to the abyss again. I told you not that he would definitely not meet my second requirement.

“Anindya Athaya Zahran!” yelled Gus Faiz. I stopped my steps. There was something strange about Gus Faiz calling my full name. Waitie? How does he know my full name?

“OK deal!” running straight towards me.

JLB!

“W-w-time runs out.” I said run straight away.

Die me! The disaster! It's disastrous! Those two words made my sense of hearing break. How am I supposed to? My heart was racing when I saw Gus Faiz running towards me. His footsteps made me cry. My tears were unceasingly flowing as his steps were thinning the distance.

“Sorry.” sagged, then hugged me.

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No conversation was going on between us. We were both immersed in our thoughts. My heart cannot be explained anymore. But wait for me to feel Gus Faiz's fiery heartbeat. May I?

I didn't return Gus Faiz's embrace. Until Gus Faiz tightened my embrace to make my tears pacah just like that. I'm not strong anymore. I hugged him even tighter.

“Certainly!” gus Faiz's voice, this time his tone returned cold as usual.

I told Gus Faiz everything. From beginning to end. Except this bracelet. Because I assume this bracelet won't affect anything. Gus Faiz was silent. Listen to all my stories. Sometimes I clenched my arms considering the air was getting colder too.

“... and ..” my head is getting heavier. I accidentally grabbed her cocktail so I could stand up.

“Why you?” gus Faiz asked, worried.

“Enough. Release me!” I said. Gus Faizpun let me go.

“Come, fulfill all your promises, An.” said Gus Faiz.

All right, from now on. I'll keep all those damn promises. Because the promise is debt. I don't want to be chased by debt when I die someday. I was still holding my head that was becoming more and more. But I don't want to look weak anymore in front of Gus Faiz.

I'm strong! I believe in the saying that says ‘Our strength is how much we see ourselves strong’ so I'm sure. I'll be strong.

Nothing's not gonna die, the most important thing my family knows I'm dead. From now on, I am determined to try to find my new life. Living without the shadow of those who hurt me would be much more exciting. About the needs of life, I do not need to rack my brain, because my money is quite a lot at the ATM, plus the cost of living here is very cheap, I am sure it will meet my needs until I graduate and leave here.

It turned out that it was not in vain that I raised money from starting 5th grade Elementary School. From the beginning I first sent a poem, picture, and short story to some famous magazine in Jakarta. I filmed a few times until I got home late at night. Become a vocalist of the band every Sunday night at a cafe in the kemang area. And 5x published a teenfiction novel in gramedia. Why is the money still intact? The answer is because while in Jakarta I snack, hang out, and so on from pocket money given by Papa. So the money I collected I never touched at all, except buying clothes with Farha.

I continued to follow Gus Faiz from behind in silence. While occasionally massaging my forehead when suddenly throbbing pain. Tonight will be a witness to the changes in my life. Nindy is no longer a member of the Papa-Mama and Nindy families who do not have an older sister like Sister Ulfa. I hope this is a good start to my new life.

I'm massaging my head again.

DUGGGS!

I hit the back of Gus Faiz who stopped suddenly in front of me. “Apaan si lo, if you want to ngerem say dong!” I said pissed.

“Gue promises to be more pious than Farha.” said Gus Faiz repeating my words while in the forest earlier. Damnit.

“OK, want lo, uh mean want you what? Why stop suddenly?” my many. I find it strange to say the word me-you. It's not Nindy. What else did you say to a man who wasn't our girlfriend. Without explaining, understand?

“Until.” said Gus Faiz, while holding a smile.

I'm just growling annoyed. The situation here is very quiet maybe because this has entered late at night. I approached the gate of my cottage. It was locked from the inside. I just clicked because I couldn't open it.

I dropped my body on the doorstep. While massaging my head that is still very dizzy. Soon Gus Faiz was in front of me and without waiting for my approval he immediately tried to pull the lock broom from the inside. And open the door of my cottage. After the door opened without glancing at Gus Faiz at all I went straight in and locked the door from the inside.

“An, sorry for everything.” said Gus Faiz.

Heart warms. Really am.