LOVE AND CERTAINTY

Zen coin

After Zen's departure, I turned to drag my feet to be able to step into the house.

Arriving at home, I kept my bag on the sofa and went straight to my room, then laid my body on a mattress that was a little shady. Understandably, not a soft foam mattress that is commonly used by people. But, mattresses made of cotton that are already a little aged.

I don't know because I'm used to it, but it feels like my sleep is always sleeping in this bed.

While lying down, I recalled the incident when Zen asked for my phone number.

After I returned the phone, Zen grabbed it and typed something. Like I was giving a name to my contact. But strangely, there was a sneaky grin that appeared on his thin lips.

I was thinking, "What name is it, that Zen wrote on his cell phone contact?" muttered.

"For what reason did he ask for my number!" Thinking for a moment, "Ahh, it also makes it easier for him to tell me to do his job," said I who did not expect much. And before long, because my head still feels dizzy I also sleep.

***

Trrtt...

My phone vibrated and then rang very loudly. Since I was a little forgetful, I set the volume to full. If I forget to keep it, then the phone can be heard all over my house.

Until I was surprised myself with the loud voice of the phone. I fell out of my bed.

By crawling, I grabbed the phone on the nightstand. Then slowly opened my eyes, seeing who was calling on my phone screen. Number of unknown persons. My hand carefully shifted the green button to receive the call.

"Hallo!" my spoken. But, suddenly the call is turned off.

"Who is disturbing my sleep!" I complained while collecting the consciousness that had been lost brought by the dream.

How surprised I was, when I saw many miscalls that appeared on the notification screen. Limabelas missed calls, and some chatt messages.

I opened one by one the chatt messages.

/Don't forget to rest, so that the spit is healed./ 10.30

/Don't forget to eat, eat healthy food./11.45

/Don't go to sleep, your stomach will starve!!/ 1213

"Ahh.. forty-five minutes ago, whose tumben was it, what attention?"

I clicked on her profile picture, no stranger to her face.

I felt happy, but I held back my feelings, so as not to expect it more.

Then my fingers typed up a few letters, to string up a word, "Iceman" haha. I wrote that name in the name of the contact. Right, if the ice is cold, he's the coldest person I've ever met. Cold as ice at the north pole. Because, he can't behave like Adrian. Like a normal human being. You can talk, joke, smile, while Zen smiles back rarely.

"I want to feel good about him, yeah!" my strange thoughts appeared. But, I saw the clock in the upper corner of my phone, writing down the numbers (13.34).

I remember I had to go to work. But the bandage that was coiled around my head just wasn't dry from the drops of red medicine. That means, I have to ask permission again not to go to work.

"It seems that this month, let alone getting a bonus, it seems like my salary will also decrease. That's for sure" I complained helplessly.

Czechoslovakia!! Czechoslovakia!!

I took some photos showing my head wrapped in bandages, to send to Sister Fadly. That's my coworker at my uncle's workshop.

I saw one by one the photo, "Don't this one, if I smile sweet rich gini. Later, Brother Fadly thought I was pretending again!"

My thumb shifted again to the right,

"Well, here it is! His eyes bristled, looking like a real sick person!" mumbling again.

Padahalkan, I am sick.

Shortly after my message was sent, my phone rang again. I think a reply from Brother Fadly.

/You want to wait for me to die curious, waiting for an answer from you!!😡😡/

"His temper was angry anyway," I thought. "When did he ask!" *It seems I'm less sensitive. haha*

I immediately typed out a sentence, directly sending it to the Iceman's contact.

After that, there was no answer from him.

Just a notification from Brother Fadly.

/You don't papa, do you, Di?/ ask Brother Fadly via whatsapp.

/Sir papa ko' Kak. I just need a break. I'm sorry, brother.

Lately I often skip work./reply me.

/Yes, Di. No papa, wait to heal first. Later just entered again./a short answer from Brother Fadly.

After that, I saw on my phone a social media app. The letter 'F' is blue. Because I'm a little muddy, so I only have one social media account.

Ehh errata deh! not kudet, rather save quota. hehe

After the app displayed the home screen, I clicked on the search field.

I wrote the name Zen Nugraha.

It turns out that he used his real name.

I was embarrassed to see my profile. Because at the top of the profile, there is the name 'Arandita sii Girl Luchu'. The account, I made SMP time is still a little alay.

"Where if he mocks me," my mind speaks.

"Funny from where? Ugly is proud!!" His face that insulted me.

Remember again, when eating chicken noodles at that time. Ahh let it pass.

After confirming it was Zen's social media account, I tried to look through the contents of the photo. There are many pictures that are always painted. I just realized, if he's a hobby of painting. In fact, I often see it in the garden while holding drawing paper and colored pencils.

"Wait!" my eyes focused on one of the pictures.

"It's not, it's the shack behind the school, is it?" Still watching the picture.

In the painting, clearly depicted a hut covered with straw. Then, inside was a shoulder-haired woman sitting crying. And behind the hut, there was a male figure sitting on his shoulders.

"Ohh, it turns out, I didn't realize that he was before me, huh!" I said I was happy that I was in one of the pictures.

"But what is this, the caption reads.." I snorted in annoyance. Because underneath it says 'Stupid Girl'.

It's possible that Zen really likes me.

"Don't hope, Diana. The proof is, he doesn't call me anymore. There are a lot of guys out there!" Self-advancing.

But, I'm still curious.

"Maybe, it's his Mom and Dad.

His father was very handsome, handsome, and dignified. Her mother is also beautiful and classy." Still looking at the gallery of the photos.

"There's Adrian too!"

"Ah, the further away my level is the same as her. Like the Prince and the Common People."

"It's ahh, it's up to the Almighty! If the soul mate will not go where," I said resigned.

Ting!

A notification sound on my phone.

"Your friendship request is accepted."

"Horeee...!" I screamed with excitement.

Zen accepted my friend request.

Chequek!

Suddenly the sound of the door in front of my house was like someone was opening.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mother as she entered.

I just got out of my room.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, ma'am. Mommy just got home?" ask me while carrying my bag.

"Yes, Di. Just got to sampe. Why, Di. You seem to be screaming?"

"Ahh. engak Ma'am," smiled as I scratched my non-itchy head.

"God Diana, what's wrong with your head?" mother asked worriedly, and just got 'full with my head.

"This, Ma. I spent time at school. Finally I fell and hit my head, Mom," I answered lying.

"But you're okay?"

"Thank God be good, ma'am."

"Thank God" said Mother, feeling calm.

"So his mother Nurul nitip greetings to you, say many thanks to you," continued Mother, then sat down beside me and rubbed the back of my hand.

"Mother is so proud of you, Di," praised the mother as she gently brushed my hair.

"Ahh, Mom could've." I just smiled a shy blush.

Epilogues

While at Zen's house, a man had just finished from the bathroom. Still using a towel wrapped around his waist. The chest of his field that was still open showed his perfect body.

"Which wisdom of God are you denying?"

The perfect body of a Zen. Anyone who sees it will be fascinated with the sixpack body. Although still a teenager, but he was very happy to exercise.

Drying her hair, she moved her legs towards the sofa.

Grab his phone, then open notifications one by one.

"Confirm" as soon as his thumb clicked on the column. A sign that he accepts friends who are on a social media application.

Then open whatsapp messages from the person he expected. He smiled happily, but after reading the message his face turned wry like a matted clothes clothes that did not get rubbed from the iron.

/Thank you for your attention, though,

Wassalamu'alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh... hehe../ so whatsapp reply from Diana.

Zen snorted angrily, then threw his phone into the corner of the sofa.

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