Lara's Frame

The Nacha Problem

It's been almost a week that Nacha hasn't spoken to me. Until now I don't know why until he's like this. The nacha I used to know, seemed like a stranger to me. He who used to be cheerful, suddenly turned into a quiet person. He who used to be very concentrated in learning, suddenly turned into a completely teledor person.

Kreeeng...!

Nacha's phone rang on the sidelines of Ms Arnita's lesson. Nacha asked permission to answer the call. And when he came back, there was a nanar radiating in Nacha's eyes. His eyes twinkled, like one holding back a cry.

"Nacha why?" It's not just me who's aware of Nacha's behavior. Miss Arnita also noticed. "Is there a problem?"

"Mom, I'm going home, okay?" said it. Then he whispered to Ms. Arnita. After that he went back to his desk, packing his things. Apparently, Miss Arnita let him go home. But why did Nacha suddenly want to ask to go home after receiving the call earlier?

"You are patient, yes," said Ms. Arnita as Nacha touched her. Nacha replied with a small nod, then left the classroom.

I am more confused by this incident. Not only me, my classmates were probably at a loss.

What happened to Nacha?

Shortly after, my phone rang as well. I got a message from my mom.

Where is kayla?

Mama took her to school. The mama who Izini you at school

Why ma?

Mama will tell me

Ten minutes later, I was called to the picket room with my bag. Mom and Dad were waiting there and asked for permission to take me home.

"What's up, Ma? What the hell's been going on? Where are we going?" I began to panic, raising a thousand questions. Mom and Dad's expressions really worried me.

"We're going to Nacha's house. Mama and her dad want a divorce" replied raucous mama.

My eyes glared in disbelief. Has Nacha changed because of her parents' problems? Why hasn't Nacha ever told me this big of a problem?

"Divorce? Why, Ma, Pa?" I ask who still does not believe.

"Udah doesn't fit anymore, dear," replied papa.

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There were a lot of people gathered around Nacha's house. Especially his big family. And I was looking for Nacha, but there was no sign of him. There's only one place I haven't seen, which is Nacha's room. Is it possible that Nacha's in her room, shutting herself up? It might be true. He must have been pretty devastated by all this. And my duty is only two: comfort him and strengthen him.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

I knocked on the door of Nacha's room which was already locked. "Cha ...," call me soft. "Please open the door."

"Have you come here?" nacha shouted from behind the door. His voice was followed by sobs.

The door to her room was opened and Nacha appeared in front of me. The figure of the woman who had always looked strong, but behind him was so weak. Nacha's face was filled with tears. His eyes. Her nose is reddened.

"Would you reach, Kay?" nacha asked in a raucous voice after crying. Nacha rubbed her eyes, trying to wipe away the tears that would just come out. "I'm sorry I haven't told you about this before."

"Father, Cha. You are patient." I reviewed the entertainer's smile. I want to be a solace for Nacha. "Every life, there must be conflict, Cha. Same as a novel story. If the story had no conflict, would the reader be boring? And from the conflict we can reap the mandate. So does God, God gives us problems, so that we learn to overcome them patiently, and surely God slipped the mandate of each of our problems."

Nacha smiled, "Maybe you're right."

"Don't be sad anymore. Let's see what God's destiny will be."

"But I still can't if my mom and dad separate, Kay." Eyes twinkling. 

I looked straight into Nacha's eyes. "God must have given his best to his servant, Cha. All we do is; be patient." Then, I hit her shoulder slowly. "By the way, if I may know, Doctor Fanny is the same Om Rendra why would you want a divorce, Cha?" I asked this carefully so as not to make Nacha hurt. 

After launching the question, a state of silence gripped around us. Nacha. I think I mispronounced her despite careful effort. "We talked in my room, aja yuk," said Nacha, then he turned around and went into his room because from earlier we were chatting in front of the door of his room. I followed him from behind, and locked the door of his room first.

Nacha and I were already sitting on her soft bed. Nacha opened the conversation, "Papa's been cheating, because mom rarely comes home. Papa's willing bring another woman into this house." Nacha took a deep breath, then continued his explanation. "Papa said, mama is too busy with her work to not take care of papa's situation, while the circumstances of others are always taken care of mama."

Again, Nacha took her breath. He was like a man with trouble speaking. Still stored a sad tone on the sidelines of his speech. "Every mama and papa in the house, they always fight, Kay. That's why I'm going home so fast. If I get home first, I can prevent them from fighting. I'm bored, Kay. It hurts to see them like this." Nacha's tears spilled due to her eye bags that could not stand the water that wanted to come out.

"Cha. who is patient. The storm must have passed, 'cock. Trust me." I wiped away the tears of Nacha that had soaked her cheeks. "Smiling dong." I smiled faintly and told Nacha to smile. Nacha. She smiles. "If you smile, the beauty appears again. It's beautiful you close your tears."

"Ih.. What the hell, Kay." Nacha laughed and pushed softly on my shoulder. His laughter this time was not a forced laughter, but truly sincere. I laughed, it was nice to see Nacha being happy on the sidelines of a problem like this. "Thank you, Kay."

"You need to say thank you, Cha. That's what friends do, help each other." Although it was not too long ago, I had already considered Nacha as my own best friend. Because friendship occurs not because of how long together, but because of how much friendship you have.

"You're the best."

"You too, Nacha."

Me and Nacha are back as cheerful as ever. Apparently, Nacha had forgotten and solved all his problems.

"Nacha, can I ask you something?"

"What?"

My gaze turned into the gaze of the person who wanted to ask me something important. "Do you accept whatever decision God will give your parents?"

Nacha's cheerful voice suddenly disappeared. "Let His will be made." Then, he came back happy again.

I'm glad to see Nacha like this. "Cha, take a walk tomorrow, yuk. We've been out for a long time" take me later.

Nacha nodded, which meant agreeing to my invitation earlier.