LOVE OF JUITA

Septian Syaifullah

The private teaching session is over. Julia packed all her books and teaching materials into a bag. Today Adib private tutoring student completed the lesson well. Adib had permission to enter his room to rest.

"Drink the tea first Jul, you must be thirsty and tired." Auntie Tati put a cup of hot tea and a piece of sponge cake studded with grated cheese on the guest table.

"Thank you Auntie was so good to me," Julia threw a joke.

"Hehehehe monggo in enjoy," Aunt Tati took a comfortable sitting position.

Julia sipped a warm tea. The right sweetness gives a sense of comfort in the throat. Julia leaned back against the sofa for a short break before heading home.

"Tante salute your kayak girl. Hardworking and not hardworking. How old are you Jul?" tanya Aunty Tati opened the chat.

"Front month is 24 years old Aunt" Julia answered while cutting sponge cake with a small fork.

"Aunty used to have one child. Hehehehe .. Do you have a boyfriend?" aunty Tati Fishing Line.

"No girlfriend aunt, single. Julia is enjoying herself. It turns out that productive singles are delicious. Can go to study and free work, no one ngelarangan," Julia explained.

"Where according to Julia during the study, comfortable. Didn't the science arrive?" Aunt Tati asked for her opinion.

"Great pleasure Aunt, good knowledge. Ustadz always explained systematic material, based on valid propositions such as the Qur'an and the hadith of the shahih. Continually the study environment is also supportive all worshipers focus on learning." Julia explains.

"God willing, even though Auntie thought you would be serem in a group of veiled women, let alone the average clothes on all black," said Aunty.

"Hehehe was originally aunty. But after knowing not as scary as Julia shadowin. It turns out that behind the veil and black clothes, there is beauty and gentleness." Answer honestly while continuing to chew a delicious sponge cake.

"God, may Istiqomah always be Jul. The spirit continues to learn and improve. This is Jul, Aunt to the point. Do you want to get married soon?" Auntie Tati looked at Julia seriously.

"Hmmmm, if you want there is certainly Tan. Julia has no candidates. Who do you want to marry?" Julia fixes her headscarf due to fret and misbehavior.

"Tante has a distant nephew. Now living in Jogja. This is the good guy's kid. He's the youngest child, the guy's calm is not weird. His name is Septian 27 years old now. He was often introduced and arranged by his parents. But nothing is broken yet. He said he wanted to get a wife who studied. Do you want Aunt ta'aruf-in with him?" back Aunty's gaze looked for seriousness in Julia's eyes.

"Aunty suddenly, Julia can't think? I was afraid I wanted to but I did not agree and even made me disappointed," he replied hesitantly.

"Oh, that's okay, it's not a rush. Talk to her mother first. Hope Aunty anyway I hope your mother agrees," Aunty Tati's smile expands.

"May know what the full name of aunt's nephew and which graduate yes?" ask Julia curiously.

"Kepo yaa," teased Auntie Tati.

Julia could only nod shyly. His cheeks were warm and would definitely look flushed at this time. Julia looked down to sip the remaining warm tea so that her embarrassed face was not too obvious.

"Septian Syaifullah, a graduate of Informatics Engineering UGM," replied Tati smiling.

Julia repeated the name in her heart, hoping not to forget it. Because after returning from here Julia will look for information about Septian in search engines or on social media. Well that's how it is, it's as easy as it is to just coin people in the digital era as it is now.

Fear flowed through Julia's blood vessels while splitting the darkness of the night alone with her motorbike that had been growling heavily when carried speeding. In Julia's heart chanted the do'a-do'a of salvation. In order for him to be kept away from danger, honestly he was afraid to begal.

***

The mother who was sitting on the porch immediately got up from her seat when Julia got home.

"I've been going home for a long time Jul, making me worry. Where you didn't tell me, should've called Mom!" mother's nagging welcomes her arrival.

"Sorry Mom, I was talking to her mother Adib. Forgetting the time. Want to call Mom already gig," explained Julia while pushing a motorbike to the living room that doubles as a garage at night.

"Mom was so worried that it was hard to close her eyes. Can't sleep Mom thinks my daughter's almost midnight is still out!" mom's nagging is still on.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Will not Julia repeat again" said Julia gently to calm him.

"Eat already?" Ask Mom.

"Not yet, just eat sponge cake just now at the house of Aunt Tati," he answered honestly.

"Eat first, son before going to bed. Don't forget to make sure all the doors are locked. I'm very sleepy to go to sleep first" Mother said as she entered the room.

Julia looked at her mother's loving back. She's an adult but in my eyes is still the little girl she's always worried about. Julia made sure all the doors were locked tightly and rushed to the bathroom to wash her face and clean herself.

While enjoying a super late dinner, Julia follows her curious instincts. Julia typed Septian Syaifullah's name in a Facebook search. There are several names but only one that matches the instructions of Tati Aunty, had studied in Informatics Engineering UGM.

Julia clicked on the name and went to the profile page. His profile photo was just a silhouette of a man, his face was not visible at all. Julia rolled the screen down to read her status. No curses, only occasionally this person shares info about studies and video lectures. Septian is not a person who likes to socialize the media.

Julia was still not satisfied, she opened Instagram and typed Septian's name. The same profile picture appears on Facebook. The photos he shares in the feed are also standard. Just pictures of advice.

Julia checked on the tag page. There is one photo that provokes his curiosity. In the photo, a group of students can be seen using an alma mater typical of UGM. But from the small and unclear photo he got the picture. Septian Syaifullah was quite a handsome young man.

***

Julia laid down beside Lucy's sister, her breathing soft and regular. Lucy had a good night's sleep, but Julia wanted to exchange stories about today. Julia looked at Lucy, 27 years old. Lucy and Septian Syaifullah. 

Lucy's sister is ripe for marriage. But somehow never talked about marriage. From what Julia caught from her vent, Lucy's sister kept feelings for her senior while in college. The senior is currently studying abroad. Their relationship is not clear, familiar like dating people but do not want to be called a boyfriend. What relationship is that? the friendzone? Looks like sister Lucy put a lot of hope on the guy until he was willing to be hanged without status. 

Now Julia's mind was filled with the figure of Septian Syaifullah. Julia wanted to know him. But if he agrees to berta'aruf means his goal is clearly to get married not to settle his curiosity. Julia was restless in bed. His body was tired but his brain kept working. Eyes are hard to close. 

"If I convey my intention to berta'aruf to Mother, what would the response be?"

"And if I decide to marry Lucy first, will you agree ?"

"Ah, this situation is really uncomfortable! Just add a thought!"