
Rio had already started to re-enter school, and was naturally greeted happily by his admirers, especially Rara. The girl looked very happy, and followed wherever Rio went, like a shadow. Even when Rio was about to go to the restroom, Rara willingly waited for him in front of the toilet. Men's toilet with a scent that makes a pregnant cat auto fainting.
"WHAT THE HELL, YOU KEEP FOLLOWING ME, RA? GO THERE!"
Rio looked emotionless, when he came out of the toilet, Rara was in front of the place while grinning.
"What a hell, Rio. I'm just glad you're back in school. I'm so sick, it makes you sick. I'm sorry, Rio!"
"I'VE SAID IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN, I'M SORRY!"
"Yes, thank you, Rio."
"NOW YOU'RE GONE! DON'T FOLLOW ME ANYMORE!"
"But.but, Rio..."
"But what else, Ra?" Rio scratched his head violently in annoyance.
"Would you, excuse me?"
"BENER-BENER YES YOU, RA! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT???!!!"
Rio looked more and more emotional, wanting to feel like he was standing in front of this girl, this annoying girl who made him almost frustrated because of her behavior that made her upset.
"Sorry, Rio."
Rara looked down, her eyes also looked teary, the girl was already on the verge of crying. But her longing for the heart, made Rara thicken her face and ears to hear Rio's insults.
"IF THE CAVE SEES YOUR FACE AGAIN, DO NOT HESITATE TO SUE THE CAVE BECAUSE IT HAS MADE THE CAVE ENTER THE HOSPITAL."
As Rara's body stiffened, the girl looked frightened. Cold sweat started to wash over his face. Rio left Rara who instantly slumped onto the dirty front floor of the toilet. The girl's shoulders were shaken, the girl was crying miserably.
Rio stepped towards class 10 IPA 2, class Dessy and Nabila, that guy misses his ex a lot. In the classroom, Dessy is sitting alone, struggling with her phone.
"Dess.." said Rio.
Dessy looked up, and smiled at the guy who had just greeted her.
"Will it heal, brother? Starting school today?"
Rio nodded, then sat down next to Dessy. Dessy's classmates look at them with diverse views. Some are full of questions, astonished, cynical, some even scorn. Even some of the girls seemed to whisper to each other.
"Where, here?" rio asked as he patted the bench he was sitting on.
"Oh, so come here because of kangen huh?" dessy asked as she blinked one eye.
"Banget," Rio replied with a sigh.
"His love is like, to dare to violate the orders of Mama-in-law," joked Dessy.
"Yes that's it. But since you came when that day, Mama's views have changed anyway, no longer cynical like before. Even as supportive as you know, Dess."
Dessy laughed, the girl understood the direction of Rio's conversation, Nabila, of course. But the friends who heard their conversation, caught another. They thought that Rio's mother accepted Dessy as her son's lover, after the girl visited Rio's house.
"Then go on, brother! Like I said yesterday, right? A soul mate is not going anywhere. The acid in the mountain, the salt in the sea, will meet in the pot of asem."
Both of them were open to hearing Dessy's clumsiness, and made whispers more and more. Some are blatantly sneering.
"Let's go home with Brother, Dess. I've your mama's permission, so don't expect you to be picked up!"
"Ready, Boss. Wherever you come from," said Dessy who was greeted with laughter by Rio. Then the guy went back to his class, because the doorbell was ringing.
At Nabila's house, it appears that the girl helped her mother cook, in preparation for the event of the hundred days of Pak Bakir's death. Nabila's face looked clouded, because it harbored a longing for his father.
"Now, what do you think, Mom?" ask Nabila while peeling potatoes.
"Well, I know, Bil. You have never died" his mother replied with a smile.
"When you miss the same Father, Mom. Didn't you miss?"
"Of course I miss you, your father is the only husband of Mom, Bil. But we have to go to your father's place now anyway? We can only pray, dear, that we may be reunited in heaven."
"Amen. If you are not a very good person, Mom, you must be alive today."
"You mean?"
"Yes if that day you just let the woman there, can't you also be accused of being pemb*nuh right?"
"Hadeh, Nabila, even if your father was not a good man, would not have the heart to not help a woman who was hurt like that. This is indeed the destiny that God has outlined for your father, has become His plan, not man's plan."
"But, Mom, Nabila still has not given up the death of Father. Nabila still wants to see those people get their punishment."
"One, right?"
"Yes, but the other one's still alive, even looking happy."
Nabila remembered his meeting in the mall with Dika and Tasya some time ago. Dika is seen living happily with his wife and son, also with Rika, the widow of Sueb.
"Judge is not our right, Ndhuk. God will not allow His people who always hope in Him to suffer. God will avenge your heartache, and you will be silent and see. With God, Ndhuk!"
When Nabila sighed, his mother's words were right, God never sleeps. He is always watching His servant who is turning to Him. Maybe at this time, Dika and his family look happy, but God's time, will determine when the family will cry, like the family Nabila who lost Pak Bakir.
"By the way, will Dessy come here, Ndhuk?"
"Say he came home from school he came here, kept papa and his mother later this afternoon also here. Not good enough with them, Mom. They are very good with Nabila, so confused about what to wear."
"Now, we cannot repay their kindness, we can only pray, Nduk. But, one day we'll repay their kindness, maybe after you've become a successful person."
"Definitely, Mom. Nabila will try, too much indebtedness Nabila to Dessy and his family."
"On Nak Rio and his family as well huh, Ndhuk. After all, Nak Rio has never been good with us. If your relationship is not good now, do not be an obstacle for you to return the favor."
"Yes, Mom. N when you understand. Rio's sincerely helping us, it's just the circumstances that make him act like that."
From the front, someone said hello. Nabila rushed to meet the guest, because he already knew his voice. Nabila's eyes rounded, when he saw the guest came with an unexpected person.