Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Not Him, But Me (Part 2)

Syifa had finished bathing and changed clothes. All his dirty clothes have been put in a crackle bag. Perhaps he should thank the sorority sister who had kindly lent him clothes. Including the soap and shampoo he wears. There are still good people in this world. Yes, as long as the world

yet the apocalypse must have had good people around us. It is impossible in one place there are only bad people. Is it a rogues nest?

Syifa grunted softly. Out of the bathroom of the house that was used as the base camp of the students and students of the KKN group. He was surprised when he saw Nadya suddenly in front of the bathroom door.

Nadya grinned widely. It was as if he was inviting Syifa to make peace. Syifa responded coldly. He walked out from in front of Nadya.

“Elo anyway must be responsible if I am angry,” Syifa clear menengcesek dirty clothes.

“Not me who made elo so dirty so,” kilah Nadya defend herself. Walk tailed.

“But the one who invited me here?” Syifa twisted her body for a moment stopping her steps.

Kontan Nadya stopped her steps automatically.

“Iya anyway,” muttered Nadya. “but, if the problem elo have the same temperature they, not because of me. It's elo's own fault who want to be provoked by their words.”

“So you want to wash your hands?”

“Gue hasn't eaten yet, why wash tanga?”

“It's just a phrase doang, Nadya,” Syifa said quickly.

“Oh. Not so, Pa.”

Syifa folded her hands in front of her chest. Loud grunting. Look at his sharp eyes. It made Nadya afraid.

“Why the hell, elo don't understand me? I have a lot of nolongin elo. One of them I want to replace your position during a blind date yesterday,” Nadya's voice sounds soft. Her lips look weird.

“Ohhh. Elo ask me to return the favor because you are the same as me, so?” Syifa took one step forward.

“Not so I mean,” let's quickly raise the face.

“Keep what?”

“Gue just kepingin elo help me so doang kok, not more.”

“Help?” Syifa frowned. “What help?”

“That,” Nadya blushed shyly. “Gue want elo help me pdkt same Bang Zikra.” The girl covered her face with both palms of her hands in shame herself.

“What? So you want to snatch my future husband too?” Syifa gave a sharp glance.

“Not-not,” replied Nadya quickly while shaking her hands.

Oh gosh. Why did I forget? Her future husband Cipa is called Zikra too, right?

“Ehemm!” the sound of people beating loudly enough.

Sontak Syifa and Nadya were shocked. They looked at the source of the voice. A young man named Zikra appeared before them. Without further ado he instructed Syifa to come to the meeting room, to discuss the matter of his quarrel with Tasya. Syifa also immediately agreed.

Syifa's footsteps slowed down as she entered the room. The sudden nervousness hit him. His eyes were brushing every corner of the room. The majority of people present wear alma mater. Only himself, Nadya, Pak tani, and pamong lecturers did not use it. Accompanied by Nadya, the long-haired girl entered the room.

Hehhhh! Why do I look like this defendant?

Syifa swallowed her saliva to moisten her dry throat.

The meeting was led by pamong lecturers. Then Tasya and Syifa were given the opportunity to defend themselves. Including telling the chronology of events according to their respective perceptions.

The atmosphere in the meeting room is very serious and a little stressful. Every now and then fellow students and students who were just spectators were heard cheering. Some commented in the back with a whisper but could be heard clearly by others. Tasya gets a chance to talk first. Almost all of his words cornered Syifa.

Syifa interrupted several times and refuted the speech of the final student. But everything can be broken. The reason he was an outsider who should not have entered into their area.

Then Syifa had a turn to speak. He was at a loss for words to defend himself. He can only tell the truth. Either they can accept it or not about its honesty. He cannot predict it.

“Before, I apologize especially to big brother Tasya, because maybe I have hurt physically or ..”

“Gue not sorryin,” by Tasya fast.

“Huuuu ..” exclaim the students and students who sit in the seats of the compact audience.

“Quiet, quiet, quiet kids!” tell the pamong lecturer to calm down.

They are calm too.

“Thank you sir.”

Cold sweat drenched his forehead. His heart beat faster than usual. The endless nervousness was hard to control. He took a slow breath, then exhaled slowly.

“I apologize to Mr. Lecturer and the student brothers, because my arrival and my friends have disturbed the calm of all of you.” Syifa's voice sounded soft but clearly heard.

Tasya threw away his face.

“I also apologize to the Father of the owner of the rice field, has damaged the rice field Father. I admit I was wrong.” Syifa. His face was bowed in. The more the sound becomes clearer.

Nadya also felt the sadness that Syifa felt at this time. But he couldn't help her in this. If the problem Syifa faced was something else, he might be able to stand in the front row. Like when Angga cut ties unilaterally with Syifa. He who beat Angga to pieces. She wants to be Syifa's replacement on a blind date. Even though in the end he and Syifa did not know who exactly the young man was.

“Honestly, sir, I don't know if it's going to be like this. I also did not know my friend would take me here,” Syifa pointed to Nadya.

Nadya was surprised, waking her from the daydream. Bonang looked at his sister cynically. Nadya lowered her head.

“I have no intention or plan to fight with Tasya, Sir.” Syifa voice vibrates. Clear threads slid from her beautiful eyes.

“Then why can you guys damage the rice fields of this Pak tani?” search pamong lecturer pointed to Pak Tani who sat on his left.

Syifa turned towards Tasya who was glaring at her.

“That's because of Tasya's sister who pushed me, Sir.”

“Long, Sir!” rebut Tasya fast. “dia who pushed me first, Sir.”

“That's not true, sir. Brother Tasya who pushed me first with his two friends.”

Syifa and Tasya were busy giving statements of justification as their own self-defense. The other students were busy cheering them on. Until the atmosphere in the meeting room becomes very rowdy.

The lecturer hit the table so that the atmosphere calmed down again. The man in minus glasses told Syifa to explain in detail the chronology of the incident last afternoon.

Syifa also tells the chronology of the beginning of his arrival with Nadya in the rice fields. Until his encounter with Tasya and his two friends. Tasya was troubled by Syifa's noisy voice calling out the name of someone like Tarzan in the forest.

“Kalo can you know, whose name are you calling? What is your relationship with the person you call?” ask the teacher to know.

Syifa bit her lower lip. Both of his hands were busy twisting the ends of his clothes. He's very nervous. Especially when he realized Zikra was looking at him fixedly with a curious hue waiting for his answer. The people in the room one by one. There was no face he wanted to see. Yeah, him. The cupu has glasses minus

thick, limp-haired. If grinning looks tooth tooth tooth tooth tooth at the front of the top.

“Come, just answer, no need to fear,” urges the burly man.

“Ehh. Name Z-Zikra, Sir,” says Syifa slowly.

“Who? Try clarified again.”

Syifa was silent for a moment. Mengulum her lips tensed.

“Zikra. Muhammad Zikra Al Fathir,” he said quickly.

The atmosphere became low boisterous. The lecturer pamong looked at Zikra in wonder.

“And she ... my future husband.”

They scream hysterically. Especially the students. It seems they are heartbroken.

Zikra let out a long sigh while leaning her body on the back of the chair.

The pamong lecturer asked for an explanation on the zikra.

Syifa again combed every corner of the room. Suddenly his eyes sparkled after seeing the young man he had been looking for appeared among the students on the back bench. He stood up. He loudly called out Zikra's name while waving at her.

Everyone in the room was shocked. No exception to that young man. He looks confused. He was so scared of being stared at by so many people. Without saying anything he chose to leave the crowd.

Syifa frowned seeing the young man she thought would be husband-to-be leaving just like that.

　

　

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