Love for Faith

Love for Faith
Not A Big Deal



Faith stirred the fried rice on the plate. Shortly after, he began to feed a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Faith chews it with no taste. Ikhsan who was also eating his breakfast, continued to observe the face of the younger brother. He caught her, her sister thinking of something, her body at home, but her mind went nowhere. Although just a glance, can be seen from the look of the face of Faith whose gaze is empty, looking straight at the wall of the whitewashed house.


Every now and then, there was also a sigh from him. Fortunately, Miss Lastri was attending a PKK meeting to prepare for the study tomorrow afternoon after Ashar. If only Mother were now among them, the woman would continue to ask the question of Faith, which caused the face of her youngest son to be gloomy this morning.


“Elo, why, Man? Same with girlfriend elo?” After a long time of just silently observing, Ikhsan finally could no longer hold back his terribly urgent silence.


“Kak, I'm the same Love already nothing, really. Only, yesterday he misunderstood again.”


Ikhsan scrunched his forehead. “Say elo not related, how can there be misunderstanding?”


“That's exactly it, Brother. I was also surprised. Even though we are not dating, he was chatting every time I chat with Chilla.” Faith ruffled her hair in frustration.


Ikhsan stuffed his last fried rice into his mouth, then placed his tablespoon on an empty plate. The handsome guy then gulped down the water to the toilet. He seemed to think for a moment, while looking at his sister's face.


“Chilla who has a crush on me?”


“Iya, Brother.”


“Almost every day he chatted me, but never did I bales.” Ikhsan moved from his seat, carrying his old breakfast dirty dishes and glasses to the sink. After that, he sat back in his place. “Makanya, Man. Let elo not complicated with matters of feeling, it is time to start this second elo keep distance with the opposite sex. I assure you, life will be more comfortable. Elo can more calmly improve themselves in a better direction, so that elo will have a good soul mate also.”


Iman mangosteen, then trying to finish his breakfast. Hours later, he must talk with Love, so that plong things that stuck in his heart and also in the heart of Love. In the heart, Faith is determined, today she must be able to make Love again willing to accept and wear the ring and necklace of her gift.


“Yuk, go together. We chatted on the road.” Ikhsan glanced at the digital sporty clock that was circular on his right wrist.


Faith nodded, looking at her brother's face with a faint smile. In his heart, he felt very grateful to have an older brother like Ikhsan who could be invited to discuss while providing solutions.


***


“Beautiful daughter Papa why, anyway? Papa noticed from earlier this beautiful face does not show a smile? Though on the bright outside, you know,” said Mr. Baratha while glancing at Cinta who was sitting next to him. Then, the head of SMAN 6 again looked straight at the road, focusing on driving his car.


“Nothing, really, Pa,” replied Love is slow and weak.


Mr. Baratha glanced back at his daughter with a small smile. He knows very well, things that can make a mess of the heart and also the mind of the princess just his puppet. “Iman, yes? Why are you guys again?”


“Kak Iman seems to have a new girlfriend.”


Mr. Baratha's forehead is wrinkled. “You know where it is from? Just being prejudiced or he admitted it straight away?”


“Yesterday, Cinta see her chatting with each other in the same canteen transfer students from Jakarta.” The face of Love grew grim as the shadow of Faith talking and laughing with Chilla reappeared. He looked softly ahead, not even turning his face towards his papa.


“You definitely didn't give Faith a chance to explain, huh? Because burned blind jealous fire, so you only draw your own conclusions.”


Love pursed her lips when she saw Mr. Baratha chuckling. His heart was more arrogant, because the papa seemed to be impartial to him and even blamed Love.


“Papa don't blame you, Cinta.”


Love glanced at her papa. He was astonished, because the Papa was able to read what had just crossed his mind.


“From your tormented mind this way, you should speak from heart to heart. Don't just follow emotions for a moment. Papa is sure, Faith of the man who holds firm his commitment. You guys are currently trying to live a more Islamic teenage life, huh?”


Mr. Baratha was silent for a moment waiting for the reaction of Love. When he saw his daughter nod, the middle-aged man smiled faintly, then continued speaking.


“Papa happy, relieved, and proud to hear you choose a path like this. Now, just try to learn to manage emotions and feelings. Advice Papa, today you meet with a cold head and talk well. If you obey emotions and prestige, then money, you know. Remember, the opportunity only comes once.” Pak Baratha twitching the cheeks of Love. Her daughter was now seen curling her lips into a small smile.


Arriving at the school, Mr. Baratha parked his car in the parking lot, where the principal usually kept his car. Love got off the car first. Her smile expanded, as she saw Faith walking towards the school corridor. In the heart, the beautiful girl is determined, the hours of rest later, she must meet Faith, to resolve the turmoil that is raging in her mind.


***


Faith set foot in the back garden of the school. Faith does make a pact with Love to meet here through chat whatsaap. Once there, the park bench looked empty. Apparently, love has not yet come. Iman sat on one of the benches in the park playing his phone, so he did not realize that the girl he was waiting for was sitting next to him.


“Kak Iman,” greet Love with a soft tone while sharing his sweet smile.


Faith jumped. The phone in his hand had almost fallen off. However, luckily, he hurriedly noticed it. Faith put the flat object in her uniform pocket.


“Love, brother apologize for not keeping your feelings. Although we are already not dating status, but, you should not be free to mingle at will.”


“Love should apologize, brother. No love should be angry with your sister. Forgive the attitude of Love that made you last night, yes.”


“You believe, ‘kan if brother is not dating Chilla? Brother will never be able to move on from you, Love.”


Faith smiled happily, as her net caught a nod from Love in answer to her question just now. The guy then reached into his pants pocket and took out a small box from there. Faith opens the lid.


Love slowly took the ring and the necklace from inside the box, then put it on. The lips of Faith curled up to form a smile while in his heart giving thanks. The feeling of Faith is really relieved, because it is finished already a thing that is stuck and becomes a problem between him as well as Love.


“Here apparently elo both.” Suddenly Gilang approached them with a breath of breath.


“Ngapain elo nyariin us? The presence of elo spoils my romantic moments the same Love aja.”


“Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. But this is the situation urgent.”


“Urgent how?” Faith and Love compactly raised questions while frowning them.


“Elo both very compact, like twins. Shrimp first, dong, filming his romantic movie. Make me envious.” Gilang sat on a park bench in front of Faith and Love while breathing in. Then, the cute-looking guy re-opens the sound. “If you both want to solve the problem, you better come with me.”


Faith and Love are more astonished by the words spoken by Gilang. However, out of curiosity, they finally followed where Gilang put his foot.


“Lang, elo why take to class XI?” Faith menoyor Gilang. The man's lips pouted, annoyed by the insignificant behavior of his best friend.


“Sstt, meningan elo both peep, deh,” command Gilang half whisper on Faith also Love.


Again Faith and Love are like buffalo shaken nose, just obey Gilang's man. How astonished the two of them were, watching in class XI, it seemed that Bagas and Chilla were having a serious conversation. Because in that classroom, there were no other students besides Bagas and Chilla, their conversation could be heard clearly by Faith, Love, and Gilang who were peering behind the door.


For some time, the three of them were still focused on listening to what Bagas and Chilla were talking about. Faith seems furious to hear directly clearly, that Bagas and Love plan to make his relationship with Love become tenuous.


Faith clenched her lips, her jaw seemed to harden, trying to restrain emotions. Both of his hands were clenched. He was very disappointed, especially to Chilla who had abused and used the trust Iman had placed in the new disciple. Faith no longer holds back her anger. When Love and Gilang try to prevent, Faith has shot into the classroom. Love and Cross look at each other, then follow Iman, go into class XI. Bagas and Chilla were surprised to see three people standing in front of them.


“I .... Faith, sorry. Denger my explanation first.” Chilla choked and looked frightened to see the face of Faith who looked angry. While Bagas seemed to stand stiff, silent noiseless. He swallowed the salivary. His tongue is too thick to make a sound. Free to try to defend themselves, because the position is now like a thief who was caught red-handed. Bagas was sure, these three people had already heard everything.


“Enough, Chill. I've heard everything. I'm really disappointed with Elo. Didn't expect elo to have a petty mind like this.”


“I'm sorry, Man. I see, all because of her influence!” Chilla's index finger pointed at Bagas' face.


“Why do you agree too? Not trying to prevent me. So, this mistake is not entirely mine. Elo is wrong too! Good to wash your hands!” Bagas widened his gaze towards Chilla while pointing towards Chilla. The two students seemed to be struggling.


“Stop blame each other!” the Exhortation of Faith made Bagas and Chilla speechless. “If the elo both intend to separate me and Love, better bury it deeply in your plans.” Faith grabs the fingers of Love, then grasps them. “Elo both look carefully. My Ring and Love are the same. That means we both have a strong commitment. You, like the dust that sticks to the window glass, which is cleaned using a wet cloth, immediately disappear. It means nothing to us. Yes, ‘kan Cinta?”


Seeing Love nod, Iman then gently kissed the fingers of Love that was in his grasp.


“Elo is both not up to date, anyway. After Iman graduated from here, they immediately married,” joked Gilang made Bagas and Chilla compact widened their eyes.


Bagas looked intently at Faith and Love, and then walked out of the classroom, venting his anger on purpose. Chilla, meanwhile, also ran outside the classroom in tears. The girl realized her mistake, was already involved in the plan Bagas made. He was very sorry, realizing that in the future, Iman would definitely keep his distance from him. It will no longer be the same.


“Elo both made, suitable, really!” silang shouted from inside the room of XI class seeing Bagas and Chilla leave the classroom.


“Ehem, not muhrim, woy! It's a removable hand, daei on hell fire.” This time Gilang's speech was aimed at Faith and Love.


Faith and Love blush in shame, then reflexes release each other's grasp of their hands.


“Sorry, Love. Brother do this to keep you from interruption Bagas.”


“Iya, Brother. Love is sure, they will not bother us anymore. Brother, Love back to class, yes.”


“Iya, Love. Don't forget, go home school there's a study.”


Love nodded, then set foot towards class X, accompanied by the gaze of Faith which continued to be fixed on Love.


“Ehem, zina eyes, woy.” Gilang rubbed the face of Faith with one hand.


“Say aja elo sirik,” cibir Iman.


“Makanya, Man, follow the study lived, do not even sleep.”


“About elo, Lang. That slander is more cruel than fitness.”


“Gue not from Nudu, Man. I have proof. There is a video recording of elo again sleeping fit study while snoring and ngences anyway, hahaha.”


"Basic, elo! Looking for my imperfections!"


Faith menoyor Gilang's head. For a moment, the duo of friends were poking each other. Until, the sound of the bell, the sign of rest is over, managed to make the action of teasing each other they stopped.


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