Love Sebas Angan

The Deepened Taste

Today I went to teach like I usually come to school with a heart and a face that must always be happy because that is the risk of a teacher. After teaching I felt a strange feeling from this morning not seeing Ibn he had no news.

"Ngapain bengong ndin? " ask Mila.

"No ah "I answered.

"Find him out" asked Mila again.

"He who "I'm ashamed.

"Who else if not Ibn, he is sick" Mila said.

"What pain is Mila? " ask me wanting to know.

"Sick to get married" replied Mila.

"The real thing" I said in shock.

"That's why his expression was not his long illness relapsed and is now again hospitalized" said Mila.

"We've got yuk" take me.

"OK later we meet at the Mall all buy fruits for him" said Mila.

"  Okay" I answered.

Wonder why Mila seems to avoid when we are one school why we have to go to the Mall separately. It seems like Mila is hiding something from me. I opened the laptop and worked on the materials I was going to teach the next day. Unwittingly the time had shown at three I was preparing to go to the Mall where I promised Mila. After arriving at the Mall I headed to the food court where selling fruits. After thirty minutes passed Mila did not also appear I called her to confirm her whereabouts.

Mila: Have you arrived at the Mall?

Me: you are where you are not

Mila: Wait for me to go there again

Me : Mil...

Mila turned off the phone from me in a hurry and did not want to tell me where her whereabouts this made me even more curious earlier I also heard a man's voice. Before long Mila came with a breath of breath.

"Sorry for long" Mila said

"You're from where "I'm upset.

"So there was a meeting with a friend before me" replied Mila.

"Your new boyfriend? " tanyaku.

" Not new approach, let us choose the fruit" replied Mila impressed to divert the conversation.

I took a deep breath so as not to get carried away by emotions. We both chose fruits that would be arranged in baskets. After paying to the cashier Mila was still busy with her phone making me even more uncomfortable. My instinct hinted that I knew Mila's new boyfriend.

" It has come in his online taxi" Mila said.

"OK us out" I replied flatly.

In the car we chatted about the latest celebrity gossip so as not to monotonize us to the front of the hospital.

And asked the room where Ibn was treated at the receptionist. The two of us who wear the hijab somehow seem foreign in this hospital maybe. Before entering the inpatient room from the glass was seen a middle-aged woman praying while clenching her hands. My soul jolted at this sight and my chest tightened turned out we were seamin but not seiman.

I tried to strengthen myself even though it was raging in my heart.

"Good afternoon excuse me aunt, we are friends teaching Ibnu" I said kindly.

"Let's go in, sorry Ibnu just rest please sit down".said Ibn's mother.

Mila and I sat down on the sofa and put down the fruit we had bought

" Good aunt, if I may know Ibn is sick what aunt? " tanyaku.

"Ibn has heart disease descended from his father, if you may know the name of the two of you who let us know each other" said Ibnu's mother who wears a white blouse set.

"Meet my aunt Andin and my friend Mila" I said

"Yes my aunt Mila a friend taught Ibnu" said Mila

"Well, you guys call it aunt Maria, Andin instead of her niece Diana? ask aunt Maria with passion.

"Yes my aunt Diana's nephew" I replied slowly.

"Greetings to Diana, his nephew is no less beautiful than his aunt, Ibn often tell stories about you" said aunty Maria.

"Good news tan" I said embarrassedly.

"The sign is ndin" said Mila teasing me.

I pinched Mila so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

"Please be a secret mother and child only" said aunty Maria.

" These are fruits from us to Ibnu aunty" said Mila.

"Thank you for bothering this, Ibnu must be willing to accept it" said aunty Maria with a smile.

"Yes already our aunt excuse me first fear later even disturb the rest of Ibn" said I condone.

"Once again thank you for taking your time here" said aunty Maria.

"I'm sorry, auntie" said the two of us.

"Be careful" said aunty Maria.

We walked down the hospital hallway towards the exit from the opposite direction a long haired woman in an all-black suit walked towards me.

"You're here too" asked Jeni.

"Yes Jen" I answered flatly.

"Besuk Ibnu too" asked Jeni in his arrogant style.

"Yes, I'm ahead" I said hurriedly.

"see you tomorrow" said Jeni as she walked past me.

"You secure ndin" asked Mila.

"Well, what's wrong? " tanyaku.

"He was Ibn's fiance" Mila said with enthusiasm.

"You know where Mil's from" I asked.

"That's why you don't watch the video of the song, he's just like in this city almost everyone knows he's a singer and a rich young businessman" Mila explained with a passion.

Tonight it looks like I'm not coming home because it's night I'm afraid that something's going on in the street. I decided to stay at Mila's house and tell my aunt not to worry.

Me : Hello tan.

Aunt Diana: Yes where are you

Me: I did not come home tonight tan, stay at the house of Mila because last abis besuk Ibnu.

Aunt Diana: Ibnu is sick

I'm : heart disease tan

Aunty: Yes, if so, be careful .

On the way Mila told me about Jeni with her spirit without her knowing my heart was broken to pieces knowing she was the truth. What is the power for me that only a simple overseas woman who lives struggling to support herself in this city is inversely proportional to the beautiful, smart and rich Jeni.

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This afternoon I became a judge at the Mall where usual this time EO held a dance competition between students in this city.

"Self ndin" asked Andika.

"Yes, brother "my answer is flat.

"Where is the guy who yesterday "asked Andika again.

"No news of his brother" I replied simply.

"Whatever happens still step forward yes ndin while you are young and healthy" said Brother Andika cheered me.

"Thank you, brother, I'm ahead first "

I walked towards the jury seat there already seen Jeni sitting with her elegance.

I am with him day and night are very different. I have no right to judge Jeni for my own selfishness.

"Hy Jen, come first" I said kindly.

"Hy ndin, meet again and sit down" said Jeni.

We both sat down to see the MC opening the event and judged the participants of the dance competition who were their very energetic students.

"This is a good thing about his movements" said Jeni.

"Yes Jen" I replied in a whisper.

The boisterous sound of the audience makes the more exciting this time event does not take long we determine the winner at the student dance competition event this time.

"We eat first yuk ndin" asked Jeni.

"I'm still full Jen" I replied in denial.

"Please order a snack while chatting" asked Jeni to force me.

"Well" I replied with a heavy heart.

We headed to a restaurant near the event.

"Order what this time I'm the deal" said Jeni.

"Your birthday will treat me to everything "I said.

"No ah consider this as our official introduction as a friend" said Jeni.

"Okay, I've got Milkshake Greentea and Chicken Blackpepper" I said.

"I'm a Greentea Milkshake and a Seafood Spaghetti" Jeni said.

Before long our order came we ate the food greedily.The food here is really good next time I will come here again.

"You are comfortable not being near Ibnu" asked Jeni.

"You mean what it is" I said in an angry tone.

"I know how you feel, Ibnu always told me about you. Any woman who gets special treatment from her is lucky, but only I don't appreciate it" Jeni said.

"I let down her trust by marrying her own best friend"

"So you're the woman who made Ibn's life ruined" I asked withholding emotions.

"Because I was too selfish without thinking about our five-year relationship, my marriage with my best friend did not last long. I realized that Ibnu was the best lover I ever had.

Now I'm trying to fix things even if it's hard. " Say Jeni with tears in her eyes.

"Every human being must have Jen's fault, regret always comes to the end making everything the best lesson in your life for the better" I encourage Jeni.

"I know now in Ibnu's heart there is only you, seen from the behavior and the story is all you.

" You don't think about Jen too much, I'm just a coworker no more.

I said to calm Jeni down.

"I have known Ibnu from childhood, he was never like that to women especially when we met at the Mall at that time he left his food to pursue you" said Jeni.

"I can't believe Jen instead you're enjoying eating together" I said, holding back.

"Truly ndin, I myself was shocked to see the incident" said Jeni.

Our conversation ended because the day was late in the afternoon. In the time that our brush became familiar it turned out Jeni wasn't who I thought she was. We exchanged phone numbers and followed each other on social media.

I went home on public transport to get home and cleaned up. I missed dinner because I was full at the Mall.

There's an incoming message notification on my phone.

Ibn : Thank you for eating the orange.

Unstoppable was my happiness reading a message from Ibnu. On one hand I remembered the story about Jeni this afternoon. Agitation haunts my inner self.I reply to ibnu's message.

Me: Yes, what is your condition?

Ibn : I was a bit quiet, at least we can eat together again soon.

Me: Get well soon.

My heart was racing reading a message from Ibnu who could not wait to eat with me. My dream last night was to get a message like this. May tomorrow be happier than this and God bless my life.

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