
The air that night did not want to be friends with anyone. The cold got into the bone marrow. Requiring anyone who wants to be awake, take refuge in search of warmth behind his thick blanket.
Zainab was still worried about Joseph's situation, though she did not have to. Until the time to sleep, he has not been able to keep up with his will. But he could do nothing for Joseph. Zainab could only recite her healing do'a.
***
Sunlight greeted the morning. Warmly evaporates the dew. Clean white clouds go hand in hand to form an increasingly beautiful horizon. The bright blue sky dispels the absence of cloudiness around it.
That morning, Yusuf was wearing his school uniform. He set himself in the mirror, making sure his appearance was neat. Although his condition had not fully improved, Joseph forced himself to go to teach. His body temperature began to feel fever since before dawn. However, he ignored.
Ms. Tina was preparing breakfast. Rere was also sitting sweetly in his place, while waiting for the older brother who had not yet come out of his room. Not long after, Joseph came out to them.
"How are you doing now, Suf? Sure you're going to school?." Ask Bu Tina while scooping vegetables.
"God willing, Mom." Joseph answered, Not sure.
"Yusuf ko lemes is that?." Rere looked at Yusuf jelly.
"Then anyway? It's fine." His eagle with a made-up face.
"Let's have breakfast first, let's be strong!." Bu Tina gave the plate that was complete with the contents. Joseph took over the plate, and put it on the table. After the break, they enjoyed breakfast together.
"Wild strong?." Rere repeated some of his mother's final words.
"Yes, let's face reality." Bu Tina chuckled while chewing.
Rere also suddenly laughed until he coughed at the words of the mother. Why lately his mother suddenly likes to talk like a child today.
Joseph also offered drinking water to Rere. He just smelled himself a smile. Maybe that sentence was written for him.
"Mas, I've been changing android phones since, so I love it." Rere whispered a little. But still, Miss Tina could hear it.
"I!." His mother shouts her eyes.
Rere laughed as he closed his mouth. "Yes, Mom."
"Mom heard you say the same thing to you." His word.
Joseph had finished his breakfast the next morning, he ate only half of what I put on his plate. His appetite is reduced. He was about to get up from his seat, and suddenly he was almost unsteady. Luckily his hand was still holding the table, so he didn't fall. Bu Tina and Rere were shocked and left their breakfast behind.
"Joseph!."
"Bag!."
"Sit down again!." Take Miss Tina.
Yusuf said his head was dizzy again. His body temperature was increasingly uncomfortable with fever.
Bu Tina checked her forehead by sticking the outer palm. "Astaghfirullah, your body is hot. We're going to the doctor now!." Said Ms. Tina.
"No, Ma. Joseph just needs to rest." Resist. She didn't want her mother to be more anxious.
This time don't argue!." Bu tina said firmly. "Re, please book a taxi online now!." The impulse gave orders to Rere.
"Yes Ma'am." Rere's a little nervous. Rere immediately grabbed his phone on the table, sliding the menu of the application with the logo of the famous company name in Indonesia, which serves online reservations.
***
Zainab now drives her car more often anywhere. This is the first time he has brought a car to school. Although it had to linger in the middle of the bottleneck, it did not matter to him. Slowly his heart was healed, though it had not yet fully healed. At least now he has to learn. Easy to say, but hard to run.
Upon arrival at school, the children were astonished to see a car passing towards the parking lot. The latest luxury cars, making them able to see the reflection of themselves on the side of the car body. They wonder who the person in it is.
"Busyett, his car hits euyy.." Said Bima the son of class XII. He has a fat body.
"Ehh, Tim. Loe's body is so skinny. Look at the car body." Great Sahut.
"Damn loe." Bima clawed the head of Agung.
"It hurts." Grandi held his head.
"Racaine." Bima put her mouth out.
"Astaghfirullah, if you have a girl. I'll be a girlfriend, if my man becomes a friend." Chirps Diki.
"For example, the owner of the car Mother-Mother, you want to make him what?." Ask Bima.
"Fellow me." Answer Diki origin.
"So she's aunt loe. Kayak aunt-tante girang. It's quite possible to give pocket money." The Great Chirp that made all of them fall apart.
Zainab did not get out of her car. He deliberately kept himself in his car, after hearing the joking of his students. He wanted to know what their conversation would be. It may seem like eavesdropping, but the intention is good. If they are mistaken, Zainab can straighten out in the right direction.
Zainab opened the car door. "Ehem, what if the car owner is your teacher's mother?." He asked, they stopped laughing.
"Mu Za - Zainab." Diki said with a stammer. The others put on a scared stupid face. For the fiercely beautiful Master was before them, but that was not the case. But their mistake was joking which might make Zainab hear whatever they had been saying since
Zainab stood on the side of the car body, staring at them alternately.
"I'm sorry, Mom." Pinta Diki felt guilty.
"Me too, Mom." Bima said.
"I'm also Mom, sorry." Great to bow his head. Body shaking.
Zainab breathed heavily. "Mom hope your jokes don't cross the line. Keep your ethics and manners. Lucky it was me, if someone else, how? Maybe it's not just the warning you get."
"Yes, Mom." Say them together.
"Are you guys doing nothing but hanging out here?" Tanya Zainab.
"Nothing, Mom." Bima answered eajah cengar-cengir.
"Then talk about something more useful." He said as he left them.
***
"Zai. Zaynab." Call Sofia who comes to him with a disjointed breath.
"What's up?." He asked without looking at Sofia.
"Do you know?." He said turning around to ask.
"I've just come, how could I possibly know what you mean." The answer is a little bit harsh.
"It's about Joseph." Said Sofia who automatically stopped Zainab's footsteps. "He's ill. It may be because of yesterday's incident, and the teachers will visit him after school. Are you going there too?." Ask while frowning.
Zainab continued her footsteps. "No..." Zainab continues her words, but Sofia cuts them off.
"Ohh, so after your relationship doesn't get your blessing, you're already indifferent to him. Is that so, Zai?." Say it origin.
Zainab's face is no longer sweet. "I haven't finished what I said, but you've cut and slammed everywhere. Would I be that bad to him? You think my heart... No, no, no, stop talking about the heart. He might just get well." Zainab stopped her steps again. Now he threw his eyes at the basketball court.
"Zai, I'm sorry. I am not sensitive to my own friends. My love affair also has no clarity."
"God willing, ba'da ashar I will visit him. I'll go to the bookstore first."
"Well, I'll come with you." Sofia put on a sumringah face.
"Do you know, it's so hard to forget. I want to feel like I'm taking forgetful medicine, so I never know what this pain feels like." Zainab complained.
"Zai. God is always with those who are patient. Only patience and prayer, God will solve all problems. It may be that at this time you may not be able to unite, maybe someday God will reunite your love."
"I don't want to talk about things that have possibilities. It's the same thing I keep hoping for things that might never happen. Like it or maybe, God doesn't like it either. For it is the same as not accepting what is already one's destiny." Zainab leaned her body against the pendopo. He felt the restlessness of his heart in the blowing air. Let him also feel the pain of the heart of a Zainab.
"Hmm, I'm sure you can get through this. That not only you, but Joseph also went through the same phase. The phase heals the heart."
Zainab confirmed what her friend had said. Joseph also felt the same pain, perhaps deeper than he felt. It's just that he doesn't know.
"That's it. Better, now prepare yourself to visit his house later. I'm sure you can bring your own feelings." Sofia again.
"Yes. You're correct. I can't be whiny just because of feelings." Zainab embraced Sofia with a smile.
***Connected***
I'm sorry readers. Because of my busyness, so often late to update.