Love Fighters Al - Aqsa
CPA 20: Three Middle Schoolgirls
A bright Saturday morning. Afrizal has returned to the port of Bakauheni. He will take a boat and cross to Merak Port in Banten.
Afrizal has left Kalianda. Now Afrizal walks on the outskirts of Trans Sumatra Road that crosses the District of Medieval, South Lampung Regency. Large vehicles such as buses and trucks that enter Sumatra Island or who want to leave Lampung Province, through the road in addition to the Bakauheni Toll which has been inaugurated the construction of the project by President Joko Widodo.
His first night on the way passed safely but had trouble sleeping and felt pain in the muscles of the body, especially the legs. However, being tired is just a pain that is not so bothersome. He is still very strong to continue the journey that is still far. It is just tired of the shock experienced by the body because it starts a new activity throughout the day. Afrizal is convinced that two or three days, his legs and body will get used to it. Moreover, he is a young man who is a hard worker every day.
Afrizal overnight in a mosque in the Padang restaurant area. The usual restaurant becomes a stopover for buses and trucks or cross-provincial travelers. Not to forget he left a trace of his mission by distributing Al-Aqsa written papers to the mosque administrators and people who pray there. A stack of paper he left on the glass drum of the mosque near the main door, so that it can be taken and read by pilgrims who come at a later time.
After breakfast with a heavy menu at the Padang restaurant, Afrizal again continued his jihad with a spirit that remained high and passionate. Do not forget the prayer he recited in the chest. He wished Allah a safe and comfortable journey, unlike yesterday when the dog barked.
At least Afrizal could not imagine what things he would meet later in the middle of the journey.
And indeed, that morning, a temptation came to Afrizal.
Afrizal remained in his stride, as three schoolgirls in scout uniforms crossed the street occupying a noisy motorcycle, as there was a distinctive sound from the leaking exhaust. Two of the schoolgirls were veiled, one was not veiled with fluttering hair sitting at the very back.
At a glance they saw the whereabouts of Afrizal, who was walking with a headband and two small flags on his back, the long-haired student hurriedly patted the shoulder of his friend who was driving the yellow motorcycle.
“Cacacacacacaca! Stop stop stop stop!” screeched the long-haired schoolgirl like a panicked person.
Both of his friends were surprised. Caca Ineke who was driving hurriedly braked. As a result, the motor had run not straight and stopped with a position almost to fall.
“Aaaa!” the three screams, but they did not fall, their legs were stronger to withstand the tilt of the motor.
How to stop the motorbike and the screams of the three girls made Afrizal surprised. He hurriedly ran to help. However, when Afrizal arrived near them, nothing bad happened.
“Bena! What the hell, you?!” snapped Caca Ineke annoyed to his long-haired friend full name Rebena Suraiz.
“You're making us a danger!” hatch the schoolgirl who sat pinned in the middle, also scolded Rebena. His name was Puri Dahlia. Supposedly “Princess Dahlia”, but due to midwife error, one letter was left behind when writing on birth certificate. Puri can only say that the letter T from his name entered again into the womb of his mother, who was then reborn with his sister and became the first letter of his sister's name, Timan Abadi.
“You peed kebelet?!” caca asked still snapping.
“No, but that!” jawan Rebena then pointed to Afrizal who was standing not far from those who were still sitting jostling on a motorcycle.
Concurrently Caca and Puri looked at Afrizal. Viewed together by the three young girls, Afrizal immediately smiled at the horse and asked with a worried expression, “You guys are okay?”
The three girls fell silent coldly looking at Afrizal while shaking their heads in unison. But then, Rebena hurriedly came down and approached Afrizal with a smile and a pleased look. He also hurriedly pulled out his phone.
“Abang what is this?” rebena asked with a serious look at Afrizal.
However, before Afrizal answered, Caca was already shouting.
“Bena! We're going to look!”
“It won't be late again, but it's too late!” puri Timpal.
Rebena did not answer immediately, but turned to approach her two friends.
“This is more priority. Let's get in action for the Midget Trio. If we continue to go to school, Mr. Sutrisno Banir who claimed to have a thread of blood with Mr. Tri Sutrisno will not open the gate for us. Until the cry of honey, he must have been unmoved like Rajabasa. This one..”.
Rebena pointed at Afrizal without looking at him.
“If you miss it, a lifetime is not necessarily met again. Come on come on come on, on down. We take good pictures!” rebena said excitedly.
Rebena's words were immediately digested and followed by Caca and Puri. Both of them immediately got off the bike and turned into happy. The three then came to Afrizal and began to tease and scrape.
Rebena and Caca were busy questioning Afrizal in their centile and clever style. While Puri is busy recording and taking pictures with his good mobile camera. Every now and then the three laughed loudly, often and occasionally mocked and joked, especially Afrizal was a young man, although not very handsome. (BH)
