Love Children Pesantren

Behind Attitude Is a Story

Tok tok...

"Verels. What's up?" Lina asked when she opened the door.

"Follow me"

"Where?"

"Come Lin. Something important" Reply verel.

"I took a shower first"

"Ga! Go straight"

"But I haven't had a shower...!"

Verel took Lina by the hand and took her away. "Eh uh what the hell is this..." Lina was shocked. "Rel pelein, uh!!" Lina brushed aside Verel's hand.

"Not muhrim!! So don't play hold of it..." Rigorously.

Verel sighed slowly. "Yes sorry for me. But we have to be spry"

"Where the hell?"

"Lin cepet in the car what I'm holding again Lo's hand!!" Verel.

Lina glares. "Eh yes no! Yes, I got in the car!" Reply by walking madly to open the car door.

Verel walked around the car, then opened the front door. Before long his car walked out of Lina's yard. Along the way no one opened their voice, Lina just focused on staring at the road.

Just as he was passing a bridge, Verel stopped his car. Lina leaned her head with her narrowed eyes. There are a lot of people in front. What was?

"Down yes Lin" Pinta verel.

Lina turned a glance, then nodded awkwardly. They get out of the car, Lina lets the verel walk ahead of her. With a slow step, Lina walked over to look at the crowd in front of her. Many motorbikes and cars stopped, making the road on the bridge a little jammed. His hands were busy grabbing people to make way for him. Lina gulped her saliva, for some reason her feelings suddenly felt bad.

When she was in the middle of them, Lina clearly saw the object that was the center of their attention. His eyes were rounded in shock, his right hand covering his mouth that opened in shock. His head shook in disbelief, suddenly his body became trembling to see the blood pouring down to the asphalt of the road.

"Room..."

Lina squatted down, slowly touching the arms of the person who was now lying on the street. His eyes glistened until his tears fell. "BAL...!!!" His hands were busy patting and shaking the body before him. I hope he wakes up.

"IQBAL WAKE UP, IQBAL LO WHY!!" Her crying just broke. "Iqbal woke up bal..." His voice was very clear sounding trembling and worried.

Yes, seeing real blood flowing from the forehead to the cheeks. Even his clothes also turned red from being exposed to blood, making worry and panic collide in Lina. Even if they never get along, but he still can not see Iqbal in this condition.

"IQBAL WAKES UP BAL..." Said again. No matter how many pairs of eyes that saw him cry over this man before him. Lina turned her attention to the person surrounding them. "Why did he?? GRAB AN AMBULANCE!!" Lina's cry to them. I don't know what this is, but Lina's so scared. Afraid of him why napa.

"Room..." Lina covered her mouth with a hand that was now also covered in blood because of it.

Shortly after, a married couple also split the crowd. Lina raised her head, looking at the two old men Iqbal came over. He looked at Mira, iqbal's mother who stood in shock glued to her place. His tears flowed unstoppably looking at his son who was now taking the attention of all the street dwellers. Mira crouched down and looked at her son with her heart sliced. No matter how much he was with Iqbal, he was still his son. Meat blood.

He gently lifted Iqbal's head and placed it on his lap. "Iqbal, dear...wake up son!!" His words pleaded with a gentle stroking of his son's head.

With his body shaking violently, he kissed Iqbal's forehead to make his cheeks and lips also exposed to blood.

"Dear wake!!" Mumbled again.

"Udah. Let's take it straight to the hospital!!" Sela Hary's. "Please help me lift sir!!" His love for a man whoever was there.

Hary and the other two people immediately lifted the iqbal and put it in the car. From the same place Lina saw the car traveling at high speed. He just stood still with his mind divided where.

"VEREL DOWN SON!!"

"VEREL DON'T CLING TO YOU!! DOWN!!"

Lina was shocked. He turned his body looking back. He was also no less shocked by the action of the verel who climbed the bridge like a person who wanted to kill himself. Lina ran over. He looked at Verel. Seeing the rushing flow of water under the bridge alone had scared him, let alone desperate to climb the bridge. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, it could endanger his life.

"VEREL WON'T COME DOWN IF YOU'RE STILL GETTING A DIVORCE!!" His shouting.

"Verel, please come down son.. for mama's sake!!" A woman cupped her hands, her tears flowing. Slumped clearly in his eyes, his plea was enormous.

"VEREL GET OFF YOU!!" The man standing next to the woman. From her tone it looked a little snapping, but Lina was sure that she snapped it out of worry.

"VEREL'T COMING DOWN!!" His screams again echoed and made many riders then look up to him. "IF YOU AND DAD WANT TO SPLIT, VEREL JUMP NOW FROM THIS BRIDGE!!" Continue again with confidence.

"Rel down! Don't be so reckless Lo!!" Now Lina was yelling at him. But not ignored by the guy.

"NOW MAMA PAPA BROKE UP HERE! PULL YOUR DECISION TO DIVORCE, OR SEE VEREL DIE RIGHT NOW!" The sudden thing surprised everyone.

"Mas, please fill in her request verel. Help mas!! He is your son, do you have the heart to see Verel do mein things like that mas? I beg you!!" The woman was seen pleading with her tears that kept flowing. "I'm willing to be whatever you want. So waiter, maid you can tell me to want a mas. But don't let Verel admit it's mas!! He's the only source of my power!!"

Verel was silent looking at his mother who seemed to be begging his father. Her tears broke upon hearing her last words. He is the only source of power. That's the word on her tears.

Just refer to...

More than jump from this bridge...

Yes yes really ...

Bener, refer to ajulah. Divorce not

That's what people around them are saying right now. Verel looked at his father, was he more concerned about the woman than he was? Is his love so great for the woman that the eyes of his heart have not been opened that there is greater love from the family that awaits him? Has his mother's patience not melted his heart?

"Mas, I beg you..." His mother's voice sounded so loud.

"Verel you're down! Okay, papa ain't getting divorced with your mama!!" He said in a tone that was still filled with doubts about his decision.

"PAPA SURE?" Ask verel.

"Yes. But you have to get down!!"

Seulum a relieved smile was engraved on the woman's face. "Darling down!!" His ink softly.

The woman approached, gently reaching for her son's hand. "Down verel. Don't do anything like this. Who will take care of Mama again if you leave?"

Verel took a strong sip of his saliva. He sighed slowly and then got off the bridge. A warm, tight hug was now on his body. Lina looked at the two with relief. He got out of the crowd, lucky just as a taxi passed by. Lina quickly stopped him, and asked him to go to the nearest hospital from there. His mind is on Iqbal.

Lina lowered her head. His two hands slightly raised, he stared at the blood that was starting to dry in his palms. "Where's Lo's situation now bal?"

••••••

Tok tok tok tok

"Assynoltom..."

Syifa. "Assynoltom..." He half-screamed, knocking on Reyhan's door.

"Waalaikum salam" Reyhan answered by opening the door. "Fa..."

Syifa smiled broadly. "Sister...Syifa brought you some food..." He said by showing the bushel he was carrying.

"Aren't you eating?" Ask Syifa.

"Udah"

"Hhmm yes. Yes, if so, this is for lunch"

"What's cooking Lo?"

"No! This is what mom cooked. Syifa can't cook. It could be, but only dikiiit doang. Oh yeah but this was the same tofu tempe that fried Syifa. The other is made by mom. Continue Syifa also help to wash rice, boil water, cut long beans, take chilli, peel red goods with garlic. Ah just a lot. Brother should try the cuisine made by his mother Syifa, would like." Obviously at length.

Reyhan only gave a small nod, then allowed Syifa to enter. "Sister, where the hell is it? How lonely." Ask Syifa. "Oi yeah, this was the food. Don't forget to eat!"

Reyhan took the rantang offered by Syifa. "Favor"

"The same" replied Syifa.

Reyhan stepped away, leaving Syifa alone in the living room. "O Allah, this is a big house, but unfortunately it is quiet" he muttered, looking at the sky of Reyhan's house. His gaze was distracted by the camera lying just like that on the table.

Syifa picked up and flipped through the camera. He turned his head when he found out that Reyhan had come and looked at him. "It's got a sister?" Ask Syifa. Reyhan nodded.

"If you want to take it"

"Did? Keep Reyhan's brother using what. I don't have a camera anymore"

"Still have plenty" Reyhan replied casually.

Syifa. "Oi yeah? Whereabouts? Syifa wants to see!"

"Hm" murmured reyhan with a back walk away. Syifa also followed him. Up in front of the room upstairs Reyhan stopped his steps and opened the door.

Syifa tilted her head. It looks like the room is so spacious with large windows plastered there, making anyone who enters it can see the beauty of the city of Jakarta. Near the window was a telescope. There is also a collection of miniature motorcycles arranged neatly. Above the wall is attached a shelf with books neatly arranged in it. And what makes Syifa happy is when she saw the toy plane she gave when Reyhan's birthday was displayed on the study table owned by the man. Even Syifa was amazed by the collection of cameras owned by Reyhan. He knows, it must be a camera with a different brand. Syifa wanted to enter her room, but no, she would not. Just looking at it from outside the room was more than enough.

"Woah..this is sister's room?"

"Hm"

"It's so good, God!!"

"You want to get a camera? Take it"

Syifa. "No. Syifa actually has her own. But I was left at home" he answered. "Oi ya happen to have a camera. Photograph of Syifa dong!!"

Reyhan picked up the camera that Syifa had brought, while the girl took a few steps back and took the right position to pose. Syifa tidied up her clothes, then raised her index and middle fingers. Reyhan lifted the camera, pointing it at Syifa's already smiling sweet face.

"One..two..three..."

"YYYYYYYYY...."

Syifa walked closer. "Why brother? How's laughing?"

Reyhan thrust his camera to show the results of his shots. Syifa rounded her eyes, unable to accept the shots captured on Reyhan's camera.

"Sister, how ugly is Syifa here?? His eyes glared again, and the serem became. Remove sis!!" Her request.

"ugly? It's beautiful" Reyhan replied.

"Beautiful from where? Look at Syifa's face. Aaaa don't want to, just delete it. Ugly this!!" Whine by pointing at his face that does not match expectations. "Some who's screaming. Just ngagetin!"

Reyhan. He walked straight to Chaca's room. "Where is Reyhan going? Sis..! Wait" Shouted Syifa by running after Reyhan.

Reyhan opens the door and enters Chaca's room, Syifa follows. "What's up, brother?" Ask Syifa.

Reyhan was silent, Syifa also followed silently. Faintly they heard the sound of sobs. With slow steps they walked towards the toilet. "Chaca..." Call Reyhan by knocking on the door.

"Chaca..."

"Cha, sister, open the door..." Reyhan said as he prepared to open the door.

Reyhan is confused by Chaca who cries while she opens her toilet door. Seen, Chaca's feet were covered in a towel. "Close your eyes shut!!" Pekik Syifa frenzied himself.

"Hm?"

"Don't you, hush hush..sister go first!!" Banish Syifa by forcibly pushing Reyhan. Syifa went inside and closed the door. He looked at Chaca who was still crying in her place. Vigorously Syifa took a sip of her salivation and looked at********** which she assumed belonged to Chaca with blood on it.

Did Reyhan see that, huh? His mind asks.

Syifa. "Chaca dengerin brother.."

Chaca raised her head which she had already buried. "You don't have to worry, it's it's it's common for a woman. This is a natural thing" Syifa explained.

"But brother, hiks..why is there blood? Chaca was afraid, later if it turns out this is a disease how hiks hyks...Chaca doesn't want to get sick..."

"This is not Chaca's disease. This is called menstruation, it usually occurs in children your age. How old are you?"

"Twelve"

"Dengerin sister ya ca, the age of men menstruation is different. There are eleven years of menstruation, there are twelve like you, there are fifteen. That's the slowest, so you don't have to worry about it"

"But sister, Temen temen Chaca has nothing like this. Anyway, Chaca doesn't want blood like this hyx..." Said with still sobbing.

"And my sister has said, the age of menstruating people is different. This is a sign Chaca is mature, already big. Brother is currently also menstruating. Same as Chaca. Wanna see?" Ask syifa.

Chaca looked at Syifa with a soft shake. "Ga wants to. Same. My sister also doesn't want to see. Shame, hehehe" Syifa said with a laugh. "Oi yes This later please wash it until clean. Eemm, you're going out first"

Syifa stood up and opened the door looking at Reyhan who was still standing in front of the toilet. "Eh don't be peeped on!!" Sergey Syifa closed the toilet door as Reyhan turned his head to find out what was really going on.

"Chaca why?" Ask Reyhan.

"Ga why napa, brother don't worry. That's a natural thing"

"But why cry"

Syifa laughed a little. "He still doesn't understand. Still plain. Oh yes, sister, Syifa can ask for help?"

"What?"

"Emmm...." Syifa fell silent fondling nimang. "Please buy sanitary napkins yes, because Syifa really does not know the area here. So, Syifa asked for help with sister. Can you?"

Reyhan just nodded. Without a stale alkali he immediately went out of the room and passed away using a motor towards the minimarket. He immediately looked for where the pads were placed. He was confused to choose which one, because Syifa did not tell what brand to buy. Reyhan again walked to take the basket that had been provided. He immediately took all the pads. With various types and brands available. One basket was full but there were still three packs left, so Reyhan took all three and carried them in hand.

Reyhan walked up to take everything to the cashier's desk. Without caring about the gaze of everyone who was there was also the cashier. After everything was in total, Reyhan immediately gave more money and passed away. He had heard the question of who he was buying so many pads for, but all of that was ignored.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikum salam" replied Syifa. "Where's brother?"

"It's..." Reyhan offered a large plastic bag full of what he bought. Syifa was shocked.

"A lot of kak? In-this is brother buying everything in the store?"

"Hm"

"Huh? Keep reacting to them how do you see brother buying this much?"

"Ga tau, don't look at it either" Reyhan replied casually with a shoulder raised. Let them say what, he really doesn't care. After all he bought for a girl whom he already considered to be his own sister.

And Syifa? I want to feel like he's patting his head as hard as he can. But yeah, never mind. Maybe Reyhan is currently being the stuff of people.

"Miss..." Call bi Siti who just came when Reyhan left earlier.

Syifa took one pad, then gave it to bi Siti. "Thank you non.."

"Yes" Reply. Syifa looked back at the pads in Plastik. "Well, how is this? This is mostly!!" Said Syifa who felt redundant.

Suddenly an idea came to his mind. "DWell...!!"

Syifa took back two packs of pads. He immediately went out without saying goodbye first.

After nearly ten minutes of disappearing, Syifa returned to Reyhan's house. "Where is it?" Ask Reyhan.

"out. To the house of his neighbor Reyhan's brother"

"Ngapayn. Are you not afraid of being lost?"

"For pads. Naw. It's just Deket's neighbor here to do it."

Reyhan glaring. Whahuh? What'd he say?

"Don't know? They were looking like they were wearing free sanitary napkins, he said he did not have to buy. There is also a mother who ngeselin mother. Have been in love but even nagging, he said if you want to share the same as his shot or his money do not doang bandage. So Syifa took the bandages, uh even more angry. The whole!!" Syifa's Story.

"Lo said the pads were from me?"

Syifa. "No! Later if Syifa said from Reyhan's brother, surely the sister will be a material lumpian mother mother complex. So it was fitting someone asked from whom, Syifa answered kepo deh..."

Reyhan can only ring the headband. "Oi yes brother, Syifa asked for one yes. This was Syifa already sisain two, one for Syifa the other for Chaca. Who knows a pack less" Syifa said.

Reyhan simply nodded without extending. "Gue to the room first"

"okay"

Reyhan walked up the stairs. Syifa sat on the living room sofa.

"Miss..."

"Yes bi?"

"What do you want to drink?"

"Don't have to bi..." Answer Syifa. "Eh Bi, sit down first. I want to talk to auntie"

Bi Siti nodded. "What's the non?"

"What about Chaca?"

"Alhamdulillah is calm non"

"Alhamdulillah if that is so. Oi yes, where was aunt? Kok Syifa don't look"

"I went to the non market. Buy vegetables all fruits, do not want to drink? It just so happens that the fruit is complete. So what juice do you want?"

"Eeh, don't be bi. Thanks before. I was here his intention was just to eat the same food want to ask something to aunt"

"Ask what non?"

"On last night. The one about her parents is Reyhan" Syifa replied.

"What about non..."

"Why bi? I just asked her where her parents were, Reyhan. I want to see them."

"They are actually...." Bi Siti hung up her sentence. "Emm,, it's gone non"

"Where?"

"To...."

"Bi, why does it seem so tense? Answer me papa"

"To Heaven"

Deg

Syifa gasped in shock at bi Siti's answer. To Heaven? That right? Then what was the question to Reyhan about where his parents made the boy sad? If he knew, he wouldn't have asked where his parents were.

"O Allah," murmured Syifa. "Why would you know that?"

"Non accident"

"So Reyhan's brother all this time by himself?" Syifa asked the heart of the heart that Bi Siti was nodding to.

"Auntie can not tell many non, but since then den Reyhan his person became pendiem and cuek. Aunty has lived here for a long time, same son husband. Auntie also knows Reyhan how he is. In the past, Den Reyhan people actively like to participate in school, he is also a creative person. So his son likes to make something, anyway den Reyhan used to like activities that can fill his free time. But since the accident, he became a non pendiem. If asked the answer is very short or even sometimes do not want to answer, continue to spend more time in the room..." Bi Siti.

Syifa gave a long sigh. So there's a story behind Reyhan's attitude. I thought Reyhan's life was perfect. Udah handsome, defended and in love many people, pinter, rich, diligent. But from here I realized, there is no perfect life. All have the impression of happiness and sadness that God has destiny is in accordance with their respective portions for us. Inner Syifa.

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