Love for Faith
Get Well Soon, My Snow White
Faith stopped the motor just in front of the gate of her house. He came down from the bike with a curve, limp, like powerless. Before opening the gate, Iman took out a cell phone from the pocket of her uniform, intending to check, just in case there was a chat or call from Love. Iman breathed a heavy sigh, because his phone was quiet, there was no notification whatsoever. Just like when Faith is still a jomlo.
Love, have you reached home? What do you do when you get home? Have you had lunch, washed your feet, washed your hands, or just locked yourself in your room? Forgive Brother, Love. Faith went along with a long sigh, as if there was a ton of weight pressing down on him.
Faith opened the gate, then put her N Max into the garage. He walked gontai towards the house, while occasionally rubbing his face with one hand. After opening the door, Iman took off his shoes and socks, then put them on a shoe rack.
“Assalamu alaikum,” said Iman while approaching Mother who is cooking in the kitchen. Faith kissed the reverence of the back of her beloved woman's hand.
“Waalaikum greetings.” Miss Lastri stopped stirring the vegetable soup in a pot that was about to ripen. The woman looked at Faith with a probing look. “Why, Man, your face is so tangled, like a uniform that has not been ironed. You sick?” Miss Lastri fumbled Iman's forehead.
“Nothing, Bund.”
“Terus why his face so sad? Tired of the breakfast menu which only fried rice? Or think of an allowance that Mother does not raise?”
“No, really, Bund. Fried rice made by Mother of the same Love remains the number wahid, equally delicious.” Faith covered her mouth with both hands, knowing that she had just slipped.
“Cie, which likes to be brought stock. Pantesan, lately, if told to breakfast like to refuse,” Mother's tease makes the lips of Faith curl a forced smile. More like a grin or being grimaced with pain. “Man, a smile is great. You have any problems at school?”
“Iman is just again hungry, Bund, plus dizzy thinking tasks are increasingly piling up, exactly like a dirty shirt that was not washed for a week.” Faith tries to hide the turmoil that is engulfing her mind.
“Masa? Really, you, Man. Just resist hunger, upset it all the way. After all, you are, usually never, think about school problems. You always respond with santuy,” cecar Bunda follow the language style of teenagers today.
Faith scratches the head. It feels free to avoid, Mother will certainly not stop prying evidence from him. What is the Faith honest story, yes, about the problem at hand?
“Bund, Mommy used to never be jealous of the late Dad?”
Bu Lastri's gaze glared at the ceiling of the house, trying to recall the memories with her late husband. “Delay, ‘will first be betrothed. I don't know her name is dating, just get married. And, while sailing the household ark, your late father was very Islamic, Man, just like Ikhsan. He is very close to the opposite sex. So, Mother does not know tuh, the same feeling of jealousy, because the deceased is very guarding the feelings of Mother. He said, the wedding is a sacred braid, should not be used playfully,” explained Mother at length, while occasionally smiling. The two women's netra sparkled happily, when the good times with the deceased husband back flashed in his mind like a movie slide.
Iman felt more guilty, because he could not keep the feelings of Love, until his girlfriend was injured because of his actions.
“Why? Are you the same Love again hit by a jealous virus?” guess Mother.
“No, really, Bund.” Faith is still trying to cover her heart.
“Do not lie. Mother can read, really, from the look of your face that was bent earlier. Tomorrow Mother makes chicken soy sauce, you take it to school, complete with rice.”
“Always for Faith, Bund?” tanya Faith still does not understand the meaning of the Mother's words.
“You can have breakfast at home. That means for love. Mommy is sure, she will be devastated, as long as you explain properly about the misunderstanding that makes Love to burn with jealous fire. Reduce the joke first.”
Faith looked at the Mother in wonder. Yes, yes, a mother's heart is sensitive. The proof, although Iman does not explain clearly the problems that hit him, Mother can immediately guess.
“Each 86, Bund.” Faith once again kisses the back of your hand while saying thank you. Like enlightenment, Iman walked with light steps towards his room. Sometimes his lips whistled. The face of faith looks cheerful again. It feels, want time to pass quickly, so that Iman soon meet the idol and make clear all these misunderstandings.
Mother bobbing head to see the behavior of her youngest child. “Basic, ababil, abg labile. I see, if you're exposed to the love virus. For a moment look sad, before long smile themselves.”
***
This morning, Iman walked in the school corridor with a bright face. His lips did not stop smiling. Occasionally interspersed with whistling, mimicking one of Selena Gomez's songs, a singer she still likes, even though Iman already has a girlfriend. His hand held a goodie bag that every second while walking, always Faith the lyrics contained in it. Perhaps, he was afraid that the contents would suddenly disappear, huh? Or perhaps, Iman felt the contents inside were more expensive than his goodie bag. When he was about to walk to the class of Love, the steps of Faith stopped, because the sound of Gilang calling him from a distance.
“Man! Wait!” shouted Gilang while approaching Faith half-run. “Where to elo?” silang asked with a breath of breath after he was near Faith.
“Elo to me! Ordinary, I'd like to see yayang me.”
“Which one was it, huh? Which is in class X or class XI?”
“Elo is not fun, Lang. Ever since I talked to Chilla, elo julid just to me.”
“Where I'm not julid, I warned you. But elo is recalcitrant. Tuh, because of thinking about elo, Love is in the hospital!” exclaim Gilang tried to emphasize his words in the last sentence, so that Iman realized his mistake.
Faith was surprised to hear Gilang's words. Goodie bag in his hand until shaking hear the idol hospitalized. He already does not care about the contents of his goodie bag, will spill or fall, no matter. Importantly now, he should know the state of Love, for Faith is the main cause of health Love drop.
“What's real, Lang?”
“Iya, I got word yesterday from Naya. The proof, Mr. Baratha is not present today.”
“Love treated where, Lang?”
After Gilang told the name of the hospital where Cinta was treated, in the mind of Iman did not cross anything, except immediately meet Cinta to hear the news about her boyfriend's latest condition. Rushing the priest ran towards the school gate accompanied by a look of wonder from Gilang.
“Man, where are you going? Five minutes to class!” shout Gilang.
“Call me, I want my cat who has a fever to the vet!” respond to Faith by shouting too. Fortunately, Mr. Sasongko, who usually stands by the school gate, this morning, did not see the trunk of his nose. Until Iman can freely, go to the school district, then saunter safely out of the school gate with his beloved N Max.
“Heu, Ibro, there-there only.” Glittering head bobbles watching the behavior of his friends. “Good luck, Man!” yell Gilang give Faith spirit. Shortly afterwards, Gilang continued his steps towards the XI class, as the sound of the entrance bell had been heard aloud.
***
Faith slowly opens the door to the nursery number 305. She could clearly see a beautiful figure with her pale face lying limp on the bed. The girl was looking at the outside view of the hospital from behind the window with a sad look.
“Kak Iman ...,” call Love to know the existence of Faith in the doorway.
Seeing such a state of Love, Faith tried to smile, even though her heart was very sad. Guilt, back to suffering.
“Include, Brother,” Tell Love in a weak voice.
Faith nodded and stepped inside. Faith walked closer, taking a seat near the bed of Love. The two of them were silent, making the atmosphere in the room quiet.
“Kak Faith, deliberately skipping school?” tanya Love breaks the silence.
“Papa go home first, take a change of clothes Love. Brother really truant?” tanya Love again looked at the face of Faith with a probing gaze.
“Sorry, Love. Brother was forced to skip, because he panicked to hear you being treated. Love hurts what?” ask Faith while putting her bag under.
“Hearted,” replied Love with a still weak voice.
“Hearted? The liver? How come there's no yellow signs of your Minion collection?"
“Funny?”
"Sorry." Iman shook his head, then looked at his girlfriend's face with a look of pity.
Love snorted softly, then fell silent. In his mind, Iman was laughing and chatting with a beautiful girl in class XI and the back garden of the school. Love breathes heavily. He held his stomach which felt sore again.
“Love, why?” ask Faith with a worried tone to see the look on the face of Love that instantly changed.
“Fear love.”
“Fear? Scared what, honey?"
“Kak Iman go ninggalin Cinta, and dating the girl,” replied Cinta, expressing concern.
Faith swallows the saliva, now it is her turn to be made silent. Faith looks at the pale face of Love with ever greater guilt. Forgive Brother, Love, for making you this sick.
“Love, sorry ...” Faith breathed a heavy sigh. He grabbed Love's fingers and held them tightly. “Sorry, because it was Brother, you became tormented like this. I should have explained everything from the beginning. About Chilla ...”
“Oh, so the girl's name is Chilla?” Love cuts the word of faith. He snorted bitterly as Iman mentioned the girl's name. “Sister likes her?”
“Ngak, Love.”
“Lying! The proof, Brother looks comfortable chatting with him.”
Faith tightened his grip. “Love, Sister does not like Chilla, Brother likes pea seasoning peppers. Then, it tastes better if you eat a plate together with you."
Faith smiles glad to see Love begins to laugh, even if only a little.
“Love, he was chatting with Big Brother because he likes Kak Ikhsan. He asked for his brother who was his match.”
“Continue, surely Brother wants to, ‘right? For a long time, he liked Big Brother.”
“Ngak, Love. Brother tell him to try himself. Anyway, Brother story, really, if Big Brother is your girlfriend.”
Love blushed in embarrassment, making her boyfriend's face flutter his beautiful aura. Faith is not able to withstand his anxiety, then menjwil soft cheeks of Love. The girl is getting blushed.
“No promise yes, do not get close again to him. If until Cinta sees Brother together again with her, maag Cinta will suddenly relapse again.”
“Iya, Darling, Sister promise.”
“Totally?”
Faith is steady. Seeing that, the lips of Love curled up to make a smile. Faith breathed a sigh of relief.
“Oh, yes. This is a deposit from the prospective in-laws for you, this deposit must arrive in the hands of Love without reducing its contents. To the extent that Sister is threatened with stomach pain, you know, if you dare to eat it.” Faith took out a brown goodie bag from inside the bag, then gave it to Love.
“Wah, what is this?” Love observes the goodie bag that has moved into his hands with sparkling eyes. Love took out its contents and he looked even more blissful. “Wah, this is from Mommy? Say thank you yes, to Mommy.” Love put the box on the patient's closet bedside cabinet beside his bed.
Faith nodded. “Love, fast healing yes. Sister Kangen, have not been home with.” for a long time
“Iya, Brother. Yes, already, Love sleeps first, yes, Brother. Let's recover soon.”
“Iya, Love, you rest. Don't mind much and don't eat late.”
“But, Brother is here. Don't go anywhere.”
“Iya.”
Love closes both eyes slowly, resting the body. Finally, the uneasiness that Love feels diminishes a little. His heart is no longer everything yesterday. The presence of Faith restores the energy that was lost. Faith looks at the Love that seems to be falling asleep.
“Sister Faith!”
Faith was shocked, for Love suddenly opened her eyes and shouted her name. “What?”
Love looks at Faith with a probing gaze. “Sister don't have a mind to fidget, yes. Face Love again sleep, and do not know anything, Brother secretly want to kiss Love.”
Faith is confused at once. This is my girl why, huh? Thankfully I am, my darling.
“Ngak, Love. Brother's mind has been wiped clean, do not ngeres, kok.”
“But, really, yeah. Brother Iman cannot kiss, Love!”
“Iya, sleep Love Latitude Larasati,” command Faith gently while stroking the top of the head of Love covered in pink hijab.
Love complied, then closed his eyes again. Faith waits for Love to fall asleep. Faith watches out for attached love. The two neutrals can not be separated looking at the beautiful face of Love.
Faith smiles and feels grateful in the heart. He was relieved, seeing Love was fine. “Get well soon, my Snow White.”
Want it to taste the fingers of Faith stroking the soft cheeks of Love. But Iman undoes his intention, for fear that there will be a commotion in this hospital due to Love who will shout again his name as before.
