
Today is the 14th of Ramadan, there are no Ramadan events on campus, there is only an afternoon study and continued breaking the fast together. So that the managers can relax a little. During the day, in Hanif's room, the phone rings.
“assalamu’alaikum. hello, what is Vin?” ask Hanif.
Wa’alaikumsalam. How are you, Nif? Uh, yesterday I saw Kiara in Bridal. You guys want to get married?
“baik alhamdulillah. The marriage? I'm the same Kiara? There-just you. I have plans to marry him but not now also times, still this 5th semester.”
But yesterday I saw her in bridal, again trying on wedding dresses. Vino's words made Hanif even more curious.
“No idea Vin, maybe for his brother kali. Uh, yes Vin, I have a guest.” Hanif replied lying. Then shut the phone without waiting for Vino's answer.
Hanif scrunched his forehead remembering the words of his friend earlier. Though he had just made up his mind to fight for it, but what he had heard instantly undermined his intentions. Hanif was getting curious. On a whim, Hanif opened Kiara's social media, first, he himself set up an account for Kiara.
Hanif opened the message in the app. There's one foreign name, Rendra. Hanif frowned, muttering..
“who's Rendra?”
Then open the message. Only contains photo files. The photos of the wedding dress ended a short message accompanied by a call of affection. Hanif choked, staring fixedly at the phone screen. Her disappointment grows that Kiara is lying to her.
“he said he wanted to focus on college, but instead prepared his wedding with someone else? Unbelievable.” murmured Hanif. He didn't realize he was clenching his hands so tightly that his fingernails turned white.
Until nightfall, Hanif's mind continued to be filled by Kiara. In his brain full of questions ‘kenapa’. He wanted to curse, he wanted to scream but at whom. To whom Hanif had to spill his anger. Then he decided to go out for some fresh air. Almost midnight now, Hanif continues to drive his bike in no direction, the entire city of Jogja he has passed now. Then Hanif decided to stop for a moment at a 24-hour cafe. Hanif opened his phone, looking for contact whom he should call, then his hand stopped when Anita's name was plastered on the screen.
“so I want to tell him.” murmured Hanif lirih. Just shut up and press the green button.
“dia's asleep.” says Hanif disappointed. Hanif put the phone on the table and accidentally nudged it until it fell.
Praakk..
“aisssh, broke.” says Hanif annoyed. The phone screen broke, turned on was useless because it was no longer used. He decided to go back to the room. On the road Hanif continues to grieve his fate.
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The next day, Anita was preparing to go to college. Take the phone on the table and check for a moment if there is an incoming message. There's an unanswered call.
“mas Hanif's. Why is he calling midnight?” said Anita lirih. He immediately called Hanif.
The number you are calling is inactive.
Several times, only the voice of the operator was heard. Anita's panicking. Not knowing who else to contact, asked Zahra? There's no way he knows.
“why this Hanif mas.aktifin hp dong mas.” said Anita. All sorts of prejudices now filled his head. Immediately he turned on his motorbike and drove towards the campus.
Arriving at the college, Anita searches for Hanif, asking her friends no one has seen Hanif. Then Anita asked Fadil, a college friend and Hanif. Fadil replied that he did not know and had not seen Hanif since yesterday. Anita is getting worried. Her head was full of Hanif.
While Anita with all her worries, Hanif who was worried was still curled up on her boarding room bed. He refused to wake up. Lazy must also be porous. He skipped the activity once, he thought. Once but for days. So as to make the members of his division intoxicated, bear impromptu responsibilities, even Anita who is increasingly worried because for days there are no phones from Hanif and his messages are not reciprocated.