Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Blind Dating (Part 1)

Saturday afternoon.

Nadya looked up at Syifa standing in front of her door. His eyes were sharply staring

from top to bottom. No doubt the sound of laughter also broke to find the appearance of the friend who suddenly looked strange. Even though the girl with a chubby cheek that she has known since Junior High always appears casual and fashionable. But I don't know what's going on at the moment.

Full face make up. Baby pink dress with alloy tile fabric and satin wrap Syifa body.

White flat shoes. As well as a small knit sling bag whose color is not synchronous with the concept

used today. Do not miss the white bando with a touch of flowers – flower fabric in baby pink

enthroned above his head. Her jet-black long hair was allowed to unravel.

“Elo?” his index finger straightened at Syifa while chuckling.

Syifa barged in while pushing lightly on Nadya's thin body, standing in her way.

Sitting on Nadya's bed, although not yet welcome. Syifa's face reddened with annoyance had been laughed at. Not to mention the reprimand from the member driver who was riding to Nadya's house along with teasing him.

"Udah deh, elo don't nawain me continue." Rajuk Syifa's.

Nadya stopped her laughter. Just maintaining a line of cheering smiles on her thin lips.

Sitting on Syifa's side.

“Sory .. I don't mean to like that,” Nadya feels guilty.

Syifa just kept quiet.

“Lagian elo pake ala–ala princess gini dress. Like a little boy knows!” he continued looking for justification.

“where are you, deck? Who's birthday is going to go to?” his god prank while grinning amusedly.

“Do not rest, Nad!” Syifa pushed Nadya's shoulder slowly.

“Ouch! He's mad..."

Syifa arrived – arrived hugging Nadya tightly. Buried his face in Nadya's arms.

Nadya was shocked. After a prolonged drama of grief until the cry of Bombay because

cut off by Angga, Syifa no longer cried in her arms. But this time, I don't know any drama

what happened to him.

Nadya let out a long sigh after hearing the story from the drama of Syifa's life. Now he's new

understand why Father and Mother always ask him to always keep an eye on Syifa so as not to be close

with a boy at school. Although in the end the girl was silent – was recklessly dating Angga. And the fruit of the delinquency that is done, he must accept his punishment and betrothal

with a young stranger who has never been seen before.

Nadya's tears suddenly slid down her cheeks, feeling Syifa's sadness.

“Drama really lives lo. if if your life story is made into the title of soap opera .

right? ‘Desolent romance story, continue to be betrothed ala – ala Siti Nurbaya’ pull times yes?”

seloroh Nadya's.

“Gue is not Siti Nurbaya!” sergeant Syifa fast. “live I'm not a story in soap opera. So elo

don't be too late, Nad.”

“Ah, really serious life lo?”

“Emang serious. My life is serious again. Maybe now the stage is urgent times,” said Syifa lirih.

"You're in the ICU time."

Syifa did not answer. He only asked Nadya to wear clothes with the same color as him. After finishing me – make over the face of a friend who has been considered like a brother, then take him somewhere. Although he had to hard-earned to explain and beg to come with him.

“Elo no longer crushes me or guesses me, right?Pa?” nadya was suspicious when they just arrived where they were headed.

Indeed, deep down Nadya did not want to interfere about Syifa's personal life.

Since Syifa had urged her and begged with tears in her eyes, the girl finally collapsed as well.

“Ya is not. Elo my best friend, cook anyway I'm as bad as elo.” replied Syifa calm Nadya

which looks very frustrating.

Nadya replaces Syifa on a blind date. Sitting in the reserved place to meet the young man, Syifa's future husband. A hue of uneasiness emanated clearly on Nadya's tyrannical face. His heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm. Cold sweat appeared as big as corn seeds on his forehead.

A set of red roses that he had bought in a floris shop on the way to the cafe as the identity of the introduction of the two were already in Nadya's grasp.

At a different table not far from Nadya's table, Syifa monitored the movement if the young man came.

called Cipa. As if he said he wanted to undo his intention to replace Syifa.

Syifa replied by clenching both hands, as if she had said,

“Please .. please help me. I promise that the guy is okay, I'll come for the elo dressing there.”

Seeing Syifa so fondly, made Nadya melt and could not bear to refuse him again. Before leaving for the cafe Nadya had chatted.

“Elo sure you don't want to nemenuin the guy directly?”

“Actually the point of trouble that happens to me is not sure or unsure. Because for this problem whatever the reason I am not sure, let alone ready to face directly with him. I'm still bleeding, because I've been cut off with the son of a bitch Kuya,” shirih Syifa poured out his heart.

“Oh, so elo can't move on yet, the story?”

“Originally know, Nad. The reason I wanted to come here was. I'm afraid bokap-nyokap I was angry again like yesterday.” his eyes began to glaze over.

“Yes, don't mistake me if the guy falls in love with me, not the same elo. Because the first person he met was me,” added Nadya sounding like she was threatening.

“Take aja if you like. Take ... take..” either seriously or joking Syifa very lightly answered it.

Shortly afterwards, a young man thought – about twenty years old more entered the cafe while carrying a red rose. His posture is tall and thin, wearing thick minus glasses. Her hair is straight, thin in two on the top of her head. It looks so bad, it feels so geeky. With a pair of glasses framed in thick black the young man threw his gaze combing into every corner of the cafe, as if looking for someone.

Syifa frowned looking at the young man who was moving through her desk. His eyes barely blinked. His face looked very disappointed to see the young man who would question him later.

That guy brought a red rose? Don't – don't him, the guy who's betrothed is the same me. Her thought.

It turned out that the guy was the guy who was betrothed to Syifa. Because the guy went straight to the table where Nadya sat. At the same time Nadya who is also holding a red rose that is occasionally rotated – turn the stalk.

“Yes, Mother. Really, my soul mate is the same as a limited edition male model like that anyway? What will be my children later if the model prospective father is like that?” lirih.

At first Nadya and the young man's meeting was normal. Nadya invited the young man to sit in a chair in front of her. Silent – silent the seventeen-year-old girl turned her head towards Syifa with a flick of her lips.

“Syifa .. really elo me?” the screech whispered softly. But not a minute they were together, somehow Nadya suddenly ran – birit out leaving the cafe.

Sontak Syifa was surprised, standing up. His eyes follow where his best friend moves. Without a second thought Syifa immediately chased Nadya out.

“Nad! Nad's! Wait!” syifa managed to pull Nadya's arm and stop her best friend's steps.

After being sure it was far from where Nadya had stopped. The breath of hunting and stinging fatigue, let's just say that running late afternoon sports even though it is not enough to burn calories in the body; run from inside the cafe to far to the highway. It did not feel like it had left the cafe parking yard which was quite spacious located on the side of the arterial road.

“Elo why run? What's up?” search Syifa curious who also participated snorted – nasal. Understandably rarely exercise, so just a little move is already very tired.

Nadya turned her body. The girl tried to regulate her breathing to be more regular. He gulped his saliva to wet his throat that felt dry.

“Sory, Cip,” her facial features look grim. Long-haired girl so boat as very sorry can not finish the task well. “once again I say, sory so I can not continue again.”

“Yes, Nad. I kirain why? Make me a heart spot.”

Nadya is just grinning. Syifa became anxious.

“Kalo just can not replace my position, why also elo use run like an orang doormat?” tanya Syifa does not understand. “gue so panic, tauk!”

“Sorry, Pa. But I really don't mean that ..”

“Trus?”

“It ... it's because I'm horrified,” replied Nadya doubtfully.

“Hah?! Horrified?” Syifa surprised.

Nadya nodded her head quickly.

“Yes, Cip.”

“Aneh lo! Cook just looking at guys limited edition like I use the country all. He was a monster,” if the girl was one hundred and sixty-eight centimeters tall was in disbelief. Her hair was long. There was one small braid that decorated her hair to add to her sweet appearance.

“Ah, i-elo. Not so bad also times..” Nadya refutation. “gue just cringe see the teeth that make me ilfil.”

“Means lo?”

Nadya chuckled at the upper front teeth of the old man.

“Gue thought only looks geeky doang, it turns out when he grinned I saw his teeth there are windows,” said Nadya giggled amusedly.

“Gigi has a window? How can?” Syifa still did not understand.

“I mean, his teeth toothless like a window of the house that is opened,” sahut Nadya was broken – bahak.

“What?” Syifa was surprised, then laughed with Nadya.

The sound of their laughter rang out crisply breaking the silence of the afternoon. The twilight hue flushed at the foot of the sky. The clouds move following the wind. Two friends who understand each other look so familiar. A moment of whacky sadness disappeared for a moment, changing into the sound of cheerful laughter. May this joy not pass quickly like a gust of wind.

　

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