Longing Curtain

Episode 38's

I picked up the suitcase in the corner of my room and took it to the living room couch. After getting permission from my father, I was finally allowed to go to Jogja. So was Brother Fahmi, with a little coercion he was willing to accompany me.

With long sleeved shirt floral motif moca jeans and white sneakers attached to my body. Waiting for the latest news from Hamzah who is still struggling at the Hafids house. While Kak Fahmi still did not come out of the room even though fifteen minutes more his invitation arrived. Maybe he's stretching inside.

"Come, Deck."

I stared ahead wrapped in a short white T-shirt combined with a black checkered hem and black jeans attached beautifully to his body. "Still waiting for Hamzah, Brother."

I just kept scrolling the veranda to find interesting things there. The sound of the car horn makes me go straight to the front of the house. Hamzah's car has an apprentice in front of my house. He slightly opened his pendela revealing his face that was radiant short-sleeved blue shirt dongker successfully raised his face.

I put my suitcase in the trunk followed by Kak Fahmi. Sitting in the front seat next to Hamzah followed by the back seat of Siska and Nara that looks charming and in the last seat there are Kak Fahmi and Hafids who seem to be unable to throw their faces and seek attention Siska.

Cars drove splitting the streets of Bandung city to Jogja our tourist attractions. Although too far but not dampen the spirit to enjoy the city of Jogja. Jogja is famous for its culinary as well as historical places. Like Vredeburgh and others. There are also interesting places such as Gembira loka which contains all animals with their respective species.

Taman Pintar Museum is a museum that is packaged in such a way as to tell the history or relics of the historical period and the discovery or creation of an item based on leading experts in complete with libraries filled with various like books. But the books here can be sold based on their respective prices.

All my body feels stiff has long sat on the steering wheel, my eyes began to tighten my throat dry and my legs also felt cramped. Not with Hamzah he is still faithful to look at the road driving a car without any fatigue. Siska and Nara were asleep, as well as Kak Fahmi and Hafids are now sleeping with each other leaning on the shoulder when they did not get along but instead slept with automatics.

"Eat let's focus on it." I handed her coffee candy and she smiled and ate it. "Thank you if you're tired of sleeping."

"I want to give you. " He looked at me so hard that my heart seemed to float in there."Later sleepy." I'm shaking.

"No papa later in the inn can sleep." He rubbed the head that made my body stiffen a little.

I don't know this feeling. It flows like water looking for where it will dock. Slowly stir up the feeling. A feeling that still has no clarity. Actually, my eyes are tired demanding to be closed immediately. But I can not let Hamzah alone however he who invites the holiday is not good if left alone.

Along the way he asked silly questions I just smiled as he acted silly like that. After the conversation subsided I leaned my head on my chair to blink a few times and finally fell asleep with the situation.

"Zahra wake up we've arrived." The clap on my shoulder resuscitated me, I rose from sleep gathering all over to consciousness. "Sorry, Zah. I overslept."

"Liet down. Now you get them up, let me get the suitcase out."

"Ready." I raise my hand with the spirit of 45 making the master shake his head.

I opened the car door surprised by the view in front of me, a minimalist house with natural themes spoiling my eyes. Not to mention the atmosphere from the top floor is very appropriate when staring at the sunset. I salute Hamzah for preparing something this big.

"Siska wake up, we've arrived." Siska regenerates the body muscles occasionally squirming. Vaporize a little while allowing the hijab.

I turned to the back door of the car and I didn't want to wake these two lovebirds who were getting along. Amused to see her their cute face was very clearly illuminated. Moreover, two hands that are put together give a romantic impression. This moment I cannot miss. One photo I managed to get one day will be useful to corner them both.

"I'm not awake, Hafids is awake" I said shaking his shoulders. He squirms a little and opens his eyes. I don't know if they slept together.

"Why are you sleeping on my shoulder? The opportunity!" Fahmi's brother rubbed his shoulder rough which became the Hafids stopover.

"Who sleeps on your shoulder, you play nyosor!" Hafids tidied up his slightly messy clothes. "I still have my pride, it's impossible to sleep on your shoulder!"

"Why the debate! That guy got along ayem tentrem kok now angry." They looked at me alternately looking at each other with sharp glances.

Hafids immediately passed out of the car. While Kak Fahmi stared intently as if he wanted to pounce. "Basic!"

"Biarin, you just want to be in the car? Didn't go in?" Fahmi looked at me while rubbing his eyes. Small steam scratching nape. "Come in."

"Eat him a splinter!" My hard drive made him jump in shock. "Yes baffles!"

I dragged my suitcase leaving Kak Fahmi behind me. Siska Nara and Hafids have already entered first. I opened the door with the contents of the house that made it comfortable. Supportive air allows you to stay here. I put the suitcase on the sofa sideline spreading my gaze across the direction. I can't believe a place like this is true.

"Where do you like it? Sorry I could only rent this inn." Hamzah snorted, I did not focus on his speech but focused on different skills Hamzah. His face was more radiant than usual.

"Your room is above the same Siska and Nara if the kitchen is over there, then if there is anything to do with me yes." Instantly my daydreams realized to nod surely agree.

"okay."

I climbed the stairs impatiently to see my new room. I opened Siska's door and Nara apparently had cleaned herself up and arranged her belongings. I put my suitcase sitting in the softest seat while leaning my head on the bed was a tiring journey.

This new atmosphere made me comfortable, not to mention that Hamzah's romantic attitude made me even more afraid of losing. Maybe this feeling he never knew, but what power if the heart has found its master. As much as we avoid, we will be faced with the fact that we need him by our side.

I admire you Hamzah.

Thank you to all the readers who have read this story. ❤❤❤