Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Zycra

The car Zikra was driving entered the alley towards Syifa's house. Syifa had already ordered

take him only to the end of the street of his alley. Just like when Zikra drove her for the first time. Because he was very afraid when both his parents knew if he was with a man. Various reasons were said so that they did not take him to the front of the house.

“Quiet, Pa, there will be me,”, Nadya said.

Syifa finally agreed to be delivered to the gate of her house. Syifa did not allow the two good young men who had driven her home out of the car.

“Makasih ya Nad, although tomorrow I will make the same calculation elo, if I get to diomelin same nyokap-bokap I,” Syifa said before getting out of the car.

“Ah, elo ..”

“Bang Bonang, thank you for anterin me home,” he continued nodding his head rather awkwardly.

“Contact. I didn't use it so many times. Santuy. Most people deserve a thank you, yes this .. the brother Zikra, yes bro,” rebut Bonang while elbowing Zikra's shoulder.

“What the hell is lo?” decak Zikras.

Syifa turned her eyes to Zikra.

“In addition, this car has him,” added Bonang.

“Have my bokap,” bright Zikra. “not got me.”

“Times, Bambang!” the kribo youth.

“Ya already so, thanks Bang,” Syifa so careless looking at the handsome young man. He quickly diverted

his view. “Bang Bonang, Nad, I first ya.”

Syifa waved, as the black sedan carrying Zikra, Bonang, and Nadya passed from before her. Then he entered the house after greeting.

The fear of being scolded by Mother for coming home late suddenly appeared to haunt her heart. His body stiffened as Mother stood crammed before him.

Mother stared intently to welcome the arrival of Syifa. The girl stood in front of the woman who looked young, waiting for the order while bowing her face before her mother. In his heart he prayed not to be angry tonight.

“Whose clothes are you wearing? Like Mother never buy clothes like that,” investigate Mother with

look at the eyes of wonder.

“Iya Mother. This is Syifa's friend's shirt. You were dirty Syifa clothes,” said stamped.

"Dirty?" asking for an explanation while linking his two eyebrows until almost fused together.

"I-iya Mother." stuttered tensely.

"Kok, can?"

"There was a little incident."

Mother's face still looks serious listening to Syifa's explanation.

"Syifa fell in the mud."

The expression on Mother's face made Syifa stiffen even more. There are many worries that words cannot describe.

"Mud? How did you fall in the mud? Where are you from?" his face looks furious.

"That's Mother ... Nadja ... Nadya .. earlier ..." Syifa was really very tense, afraid of mispronouncing.

“OK. Have you eaten yet?” Mother diverts the conversation.

The face of the girl looked a little more relaxed. Even though his heartbeat was still beating very fast.

“U-already Bun, had already eaten treated friend,” Syifa is still stamped.

Mother walked closer to her daughter. Touched his head. Then stroked her gently smiling.

That sincere smile calmed the uneasiness that was raging in his heart.

“Nadya?”

“Not, but the same as others. Nadya also joined, Bun.”

“You why the hell? Like people are scared like Mother?”

“Not really Bun,” Syifa showed her stiff wide smile.

Mother nodded. Then he told Syifa to clean her body before going to bed. He breathed a sigh of relief, immediately agreed and went to his room.

*

Zikra returned home after dropping off Bonang and his sister. Park the car in the garage. A brilliant smile from the middle-aged woman greeted his arrival.

“New home, babe?” his reprimand kissed the young man with a big nose, having previously kissed his hand.

“Iya, Ma,” say with a big smile.

“You want a warm bath? Let Mama tell Minah to prepare it,”.

“Not done, Ma. Let me take a cold shower.”

“Later you can enter angina, dear.”

“Please, Ma, I'm a strong man. Where dare the wind enter my body,” chirped.

“You were, could have been,” the woman gently ruffled the hair of her eldest son chuckled.

“Aa .. finally home too, Dede kangen knows,” her scrooge is happy.

“What the hell, De ..” Zikra brushed off the hug of her youngest sister so tightly. “new how many days Aa did not come home to

home, already this is his sister Aa,” he continued to mess Aini's hair until messy.

“Ah, Aa very habit, like to make Dede's hair continue anyway?” spoiled sulkannya. Put her hair back together.

Zikra opened the door of her room wide, so that her little sister could go inside.

“The reason is that you are very nervous, anyway,” he said with a cheerful laugh.

Putting his alma mater coat on his bed, which he had already removed. Then get into the bathroom. While Aini sat in her brother's study chair while waiting for him to finish bathing. They will usually share their stories after that.

Many people mistakenly think that the beautiful girl is Zikra's girlfriend. Even Aini's schoolmates. However, the girl who has the full name Aini Aura Rahayu, never mengubrisnya. Let it grow like a cherry blossom in spring.

The two sisters who were adrift five years, always looked compact. Almost no quarrels colored their togetherness. Being loving and open to each other is the key to their success in building good relationships. It is not strange if they know each other's nature and character.

At almost the same time. Syifa leaned her shoulders on the head of the bed. Put a small towel on the table, after it is used to dry his hair finished bathing. His mind continued to wriggle considering Bonang's words at the diner earlier. Suddenly she doubted the young man she considered her future husband. But he also did not believe the young man named Zikra was the man he had been betrothed to. I don't know why everything became faint and gray. He breathed heavily.

Syifa opened the desk drawer. A diary that is used to pour out all the contents of his heart and mind. Taken and opened one blank page. The black pen that is always in it, is used for writing. Both knees are used as a substitute for a study table.

Dear my dairy.

There was a lot of drama that I had today.

Starting from Nadya who pretended to play secrets.

Meet the college sister until I wallow in the mud.

Last met the cupu as usual expensive selling snobs.

He often thinks he sees me. It's like I'm a scary creature.

But ... Now I'm starting to doubt about the cup guy I've always been after.

Because Bang Bonang said he's not Zikra.

So who is the guy I'm looking for? Could she?

Syifa closed her diary. The fear is still going to the world there. The thought of the young man named Zikra already made him dizzy the seven roving around. Especially facing that little guy. Huh! Not only does it give him a headache, it also makes his blood pressure high.

Let it go first, for a while. Next time I'll find out, he thought.

Returns her diary to its original place. Raising both of his hands into the air, stretching them out so that the tense muscles were a little more sagging. Syifa laid her body down while pulling the blanket up to her chest. How exhausting it is today, so it does not feel he immediately fell asleep in sleep.

*

"Gue bete deh is the same girl," added Aini when just arrived at class with Nesti, his colleague.

"Still in the morning already bete aja the miss, fast old you know. Why is bete?"

"Abis. Cook him wrong, I'm the one who accepts his punishment. I feel sorry for my Aa. I should now be free of duty, and able to go home. But because of the punishment I haven't been able to go home. Wait another week he can be completely free. I mean, I'm really goitre. If I knew and met the girl, I hit her abis-all out," said Aini fiery.

"Pantesan the cogan did not pick up elo again," refuted Hesti.

"Yes. Because I'm back at KKN again in that village."

Syifa who had been sitting on her bench in the third row heard their conversation clearly. He suddenly felt bad for the young man. Guilt allowed Zikra to serve a punishment he should not have. Because he has given fault to others. Even if he himself is willing to do it. Syifa, however, still has guilt. He grunts heavily.

"So calm, Bang Zikra is a good man. He won't blame elo" Nadya said, "lagain, yesterday she said it was alone. If it is his responsibility as the leader of the group, every mistake made by his members. It is only natural that he will come forward to finish it."

"But I'm not a member of his group. I was just a stranger to him. Plus I'm just a student of XII class," he said.

"Udah, really. Don't show that guilt. Entar, if the Aini knows, you can bother yourself," said Nadya advising.

Syifa was silent. But he secretly stole a glance towards Aini and Hesti. Still listening to their chatter ahead of the entrance bell ringing.

The clang of the resting bell rang out loud, breaking the silence of the two-story building. Without the command of the students in each class move to leave their respective classes.

Angga and his three best friends, Boncu, Awenk, and Sonik, sat at one of the cafeteria tables. This time without the rhyme. It has been two days since the girl was allowed to not enter school because she was not feeling well. They look compact as always.

Angga averted his gaze as Syifa and Nadya entered the canteen. Then sit at the middle table, not far from the table Angga. The handsome young man immediately turned his face away when Syifa unintentionally

looking towards him. He pretended not to see his ex. The former is the most obedient, and never demands it. Except for the attention of a boyfriend. Not like Rima who demands it a lot.

Dating almost two years with the same person makes Angga saturated. Moreover, the intensity of their meetings is very frequent. Stay at home just a few steps away. School in the same school.

Seeing the sight of Angga often piggybacking Rima home and away from school is nothing new. Because from before they were officially made, Rima often nebeng Angga motorbike.

The highlight of Angga's annoyance is to sever his connection with Rima. Because the attitude of the girl can no longer be tolerated by Angga. After that he managed to conquer Syifa and courted her.

It was not difficult for Angga to subdue the innocent girl's heart into his embrace. But it was not easy to conquer his fear of the rule of his parents. So they agreed to backstreet.

Lovely to be dating Syifa. The girl always listens to all her complaints. Not infrequently the generous girl gave some of her allowance, to buy needs that were actually just the wits of Angga.

Poor thing, that's the only taste left in Angga's heart. The naive Syifa must be caught in her trap. Five months, not a short time close to her with boyfriend status. The comfort that Syifa gives is very deep in her heart.

But, his mind is in a revolt. He couldn't keep lying to the good girl. He is not a man worthy of her. Syifa is too good and precious. Even ants do not deserve to bite their skin. That is why, Angga ended his relationship with Syifa. Then back in Rima's arms.

Syifa smiled bitterly recalling all her memories with the young man. Had he known the end of their life would have hurt, he would never have accepted his love. Rice has become porridge. There is no point in regretting what happened. Let it all be a memory. And become a lesson for the future life.

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