Lutfi Gilang's

24. Reborn

i

After eating and returning to tell a short story, Gilang invited us to pray together in an empty room. Gilang said, if I want to stay overnight, I can sleep in his room, while he sleeps in the empty room. His room was also cleaned.

But I refused, I had no reason to sleep in his house. Moreover, because it was still early me and my family introduced themselves to each other.

Before praying, Gilang also iqomah first. His voice was exactly like the one I heard right in school, even when he was welcoming the four of us my—, Mamah, and Gading— his voice was very similar to the voice that imitated the Ashar prayer time in school.

Ah, I'm happy. Gilang is unique, he has a different perspective on life, takes a big meaning from a small thing, he is also smart, not just about writing, but in education. Moreover, when he was iqomah and became a priest, his voice was soothing to my heart.

From Gilang, I also realized that the feeling should not be forced, that's why when he thought I had been dating Kelvin for some reason, when in reality he did not, he supported me, he supported me, even trying to help me establish that relationship by asking the OSIS chairman for help so that no one would interfere with our relationship.

I'm telling you again, in fact, there's nothing between me and Kelvin.

But, I am not like Gilang, who can be happy to see his loved ones happy with his choice.

I am now with Gilang, and he is now with me, so, inevitably, whatever relationship this is called, I will continue to try not to lose him.

I don't want to, losing him that very easily makes me laugh, makes me feel comfortable, gives a lot of unique and surprising things, makes me, ‘born again’.

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ii

Around 13:46 AM local time, Mamah invited me to go into her room. There I was told to pick the clothes I liked, I really did not understand the reason, but I was very happy.

Finally, after so many tries, I chose a red tunic dress, which turned out to have a partner, and it was Gilang who was makai.

Ah, I felt more and more that Mamah already wanted me to marry Gilang immediately. I hope so. He he he.

I don't like to date. The relationship is not clear, it just keeps getting sick.

During Junior High, I was repeatedly forced to date by some men, when I gave up and wanted to date him, uh, I knew I was being cut off. How insolent.

Not yet, their ex often hit me on the grounds that I broke up their relationship. When they broke up, I didn't know the guy.

So, I really hope, later, or somehow, Gilang reveals everything it feels more seriously than when he gave important messages over the phone, as well as claiming myself as a partner who has a stronger relationship than just dating.

Finished choosing clothes, and cleaning them into a ruckus, I said goodbye and hugged Mamah again.

Ah, I think I'm gonna miss him.

Then ride the Gilang motor, with my tent that is stored on the front, typical motor matic— before scraping our shopping results also put Gilang there. He said, Gilang don't want to see me hard, he wants after him, I'm happy every time.

Tombal, huh?

When I looked at his face, he looked serious.

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iii

We arrived in Purwokerto during Ashar. Gilang parked his motorbike in the courtyard of the mosque near the kostku, he said he mumpung had, praying for pilgrims at the Great Mosque along with prospective wives, who knows, seven years later, after graduating from college could lose the word of the candidate.

Oya, before, when on the way, I was really happy because Gilang many stories about his love of writing. In fact, said Gilang, at first he was just a prank because he did not want to lose the same novel Winnetou by Karl May, finally became addicted, deh.

He also said, the first time, learning to make short stories, SD and Junior High friends to like. Continue to ask to be made by paying an equivalent commission for them. Gilang never netapin the price of his work, but his friend who immediately gave thanks after reading out their order.

Gilang also stories about his ex-girlfriend, there are three ex, try to imagine how shocked and hurt this heart?

But, he explained, that Gilang had never been more in love than his love for me.

Anyway a lot of what he told me, and I also immediately similar story after Gilang finished and it was: “If you, how?”

Typical of that.

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iv

After praying, Gilang drove me home to the boarding house. He said, I'm afraid cape and who knows if I want to take an afternoon shower and keep changing clothes. Just tonight, he invited me on a date to Purwokerto Square, that too if I wanted to.

You know what I answered? Reluctant! Ha ha ha ha's.

Not that I refused Gilang's invitation. I told him that if it was enough for today, you must be tired from the motions going back and forth for more than two hours. I also asked Gilang to study, so that he can solve his problems tomorrow at school.

I don't want to, it's fun to make the school affairs lie dormant. I also want to go to school properly, because my parents are funding me to study instead of continuing to walk the same way. Moreover, I do not want, Gilang until expelled from school for cheating during the exam.

I'd go crazy, if it happened.

Actually, I also want Gilang to fight more than now. I didn't want to be impressed like, he got me so easily, so later he also dumped me so easily. Don't want! I don't want that to happen!

And it seems Gilang does seem excited though I know he's a little disappointed that I refused to go with him later tonight, because he said: “Tomorrow, all your unrest will end.” Then it passed with the bike after I returned the phone.

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v

In the room, I immediately lay down on the mattress, as if I did not want to escape the nuances with Gilang. I replayed the previous recording with a smile of my own. Fortunately, at that time the other boarding children again at home, so no longer bother kayak this morning when Gilang already standby waiting for me. And fortunately again, the new hostess just came out, I don't know what to do, so I didn't wonder, deh. Although I can't wait to tell Ateg, tomorrow, at school.

I don't know how long I enjoyed the nuance, until I finally got up and took the parcel that Mamah had given before.

I was shocked to find out that there was a white scarf inside a box of brown-brown cardboard, which I believe must have belonged to Gilang. There is also a letter inside. I read it straight away:

“Create Lutfi my idol. I was gonna say something, I wrote this letter the night after I called you. I'm sorry to worry you, even though I'm actually happy. Honestly, I'm confused what to say as a gift for your arrival. So, I gave you the most precious thing in my life. If you want to know the story, I will tell you again. —Gilang.”

I'm so happy to get all that. Moreover, Gilang gave me things that were special to him. Really, it made me feel so much more special.

I took the scarf, and I kissed it. Ah, typical smell Gilang. I liked.

But I intend that tonight, Gilang sleep gasik, so that tomorrow he will not fall asleep during the retest.

Gilang spirit, my prayers are with you. I love you too. He he he.