Not Nackal, Nurul!

Meet Maria

Farewell has happened.  An experience that happens in one night.  That night Nurul and his entourage crossed the Madura Strait by crossing the Suramadu Bridge along 6 km.  The lights hanging on the string braid on the left and right of the road are so beautiful.  While underneath the expanse of water is so dark, there are only a few fishing boat lights that are defeated by the lights that adorn the bridge.

Like all Nurul's feelings, dark and hidden behind the festive people around him who continue to dissolve on the chatter of appreciation that their representatives have just obtained.  Deep in Nurul's heart, he recalled what he held to be sin, the most beautiful sin.  No, not one but two, two times the kiss happened.

Tommy, a student who is one of the leaders of the organization at his campus in Jakarta, is a man who is handsome, from a family that is also surrounded by beautiful women.  Not very similar to Nurul.  He would easily be able to forget about the incident just like that, would be able to forget Nurul.

While Nurul, he should have forgotten about the man immediately.  The man was not an ideal dream figure for Nurul.  During this time Nurul was educated with a responsible male environment, able to lead a family with qualified religious knowledge.  That is a man who only approaches the opposite sex to be married, blessed and guided in a rabbinical family.

On the contrary, Tommy's figure is just a man with a million charms who just likes to play around with women without seriousness of relationship.  How will be serious towards domestic ties, tied in a romantic relationship he said he did not want to.  Especially judging from the nature of his leadership later, then his religion which became a gap between the two of them.

Unfortunately, it was Tommy, who Nurul liked at this time.  However, Nurul way to get Tommy out of his mind, maybe because Nurul's soul is too wild and likes challenging things like this.  Deep within Nurul who is polite, shy and religious, is kept another side of himself, which no one knows but himself.

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Tommy, he is the sole heir to the largest oil palm plantation company in Asia.  He is currently completing his studies at the Faculty of Economics and Business at one of the leading campuses in Jakarta.  Who does not know him.  Even the national journalism environment often invites him to national talk shows where he is an activist representing smart students across the country.

Tommy's life in the glittering world has always escaped the media spotlight, he is only famous as an outstanding intelligent student who is politically literate.  It was because of the big names of his parents.  Which media dares to fight the tyranny of sheep whose name exists as the owner of the leading brands of community needs.

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Two years later since the sweet incident that night with Nurul, Tommy has not been able to forget.  Nurul becomes the girl who occupies space in Tommy's heart.  Want as wild as he made love, with how many women, it does not necessarily remove the figure of Nurul from Tommy's heart.

He is eager to meet the principled innocent girl, but Tommy has no idea where the girl is.  He only knew that Nurul was a Madurese girl.  In Tommy's mind, he couldn't have expected Nurul any further.  Nurul is a pesantren girl.  There will be a Muslim adult male with high religious knowledge, who will propose to the girl.  Or maybe the man of his parents' choice, religious education graduates from abroad, such as universities in the middle east.

Maybe Nurul can remember the kiss as a sin, not with Tommy.  Nurul will no longer recognize Tommy's face.  If you remember, it will be no more than a name.  Tommy, the depraved man who almost desecrated Nurul.  A longing for Tommy who did not dare to continue, only to be remembered.

Not yet had Tommy respond to the words of his friend, his gaze suddenly turned towards the door.  There is a charming little girl held by an old woman in the style of socialite.  “Nu-Nurul?” tommy Mumbles.  “Why are you, Bro?  Do you know a girl?  Or a crush at first sight?” said friend Tommy, both of them looked at the newly arrived woman.

“Nurul changed?  She's not hooded anymore.  His style is completely different, his inner”.  Tommy could hardly believe it.  Last night's events two years ago were indeed short, but he was still very clearly able to remember Nurul, the shape of his jaw, his neck, his ears.  The beauty of Nurul when her veil last night can easily be compared to the woman in front of her eyes.

“That's who, Bro?” ask Tommy to his friend.  “That's Aunt Lupita, nyokap cave relatives.  I think the one with the doi is a child.  The cave heard that his only child, Aunt Lupita, had just returned from her studies in Japan.  The cave has never met a girl.  Saucy huh?  Just get up, Bro!” said Tommy's friend in a whisper.

The woman who was touted as a mother who resembled Nurul was soon joined by fellow socialite mothers.  While the woman who looks like Nurul was joined by the girls who have been introduced to him.  Tommy approaches.  The beautiful women surrounding the mysterious woman looked in admiration at Tommy.  They were surprised when Tommy finally greeted the woman who looked like Nurul.

“How can you be here?” tommy said with sumringah. Seeing the figure of worship that for two years he missed was in front of his eyes, Tommy could not help his pleasure.  This woman smiled at him very gracefully.  It seems that he has the aura of noble women who do not carelessly serve men.

The woman may have forgotten him, or was Tommy's guess wrong, he wasn't Nurul?  The woman resumed her conversation with her new friends.  “Hey, the handsome one is talking to you,” whispered one of them.  “Nurul?  Are you Nurul?” tommy asked once again trying to grab his attention.

Hearing herself being called Nurul, the woman's smile faded, and she returned to being friendly to Tommy.  “Sorry?  Who's Nurul?  Maybe you're wrong.  I am not Nurul.  My name is Maria,” replied the woman.  Tommy was surprised, he could hardly believe that this woman was not Nurul.

Tommy tried to be polite with the woman he said was named Maria.  “Really? Then I'm sorry,” said Tommy.  The other women just saw them talking.  “Then can we start from the beginning?” said Tommy while thrusting his hand.  Maria's forehead was wrinkled and she just looked at Tommy's hand.

“Can I get acquainted with this beautiful girl?” tommy said as he lowered his head slightly in front of Maria.  The women around him shut their mouths.  Not expecting the figure of a Tommy who used to be cold to just any woman now he actually greeted and invited Maria to get acquainted.

“Hahaha... So you pretended to recognize me to approach me?” mock Maria.  Tommy pulled out his hand which he had thrust out.  He doubted the woman.  “The attitude is very different with Nurul, his inner”.  There was no way a Nurul would have such a mocking language style.  Nurul who he knows is a friendly woman, honest, more precisely plain.

The mood changed suddenly.  Music has changed and guests are now allowed to dance.  Tommy hasn't backed down yet.  He asked Mary to dance.  “Don't waste this opportunity, Maria.  He is the son of a great businessman who adores all women!” whispered friend of Mary.