Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

The Love Mission List

This morning, Zikra did not look as happy as yesterday. The hue of his face looked grimly covered in cloudy clouds. I don't know

what was raging in his heart. Only he knows. It seems like he doesn't want to share it with anyone. Including Bonang and Rifa'i. But the worsening mood cannot be covered. Forced to devote all his grief to his best friends.

In the office cafeteria at lunchtime. Bonang brought his lunch tray. Then put it on the canteen table together with Zikra and Rifa’i.

Zikra told him about his household with Bonang and Rifa'i. He also told about Ayu who was back in his life. As if to separate it from Syifa.

Kontan Bonang and Rifa'i were surprised by everything Zikra said. Moreover, Bonang who had already fallen in love with the girl. He didn't think his love would clap one hand. The curly-haired keribo youth looked sad.

"Well, heartbreak again me," decak Bonang desperate.

"Patience, Nang. There are still many fish in the sea" said Rifa'i calming.

Bonang grunts fretfully.

Rifa'i did not look surprised. Secretly he had already noticed Ayu's slow movements but was definitely looking for a gap in the relationship between Zikra and Syifa. He can also explain it easily Ayu's goal of approaching them.

"Elo can not be silent, just keep the goal doang no use." he added.

Zikra was silent. Think hard for the harmony of his household.

Bonang combed his curly hair with his fingers.

"Keep, what's Lo's plan ahead, Zik?" search Bonang.

“Elo must choose Zik,” cetus Rifa’i give input to Zikra who is upset.

“Elo must also be firm. Don't pliya-pliye,” connect Bonang.

Zikra simply fell silent enjoying her lunch menu bit by bit.

“The girl needs certainty,” added Rifa’i. “don't hang it like a wet clothesline.”

“Gue think already love him certainty by marrying him,” said Zikra steady.

“But elo have revealed the feeling of elo to him yet?” search Rifa’i seriously.

“Means?”

“Zik, girls are complicated. Sometimes we as guys have given him more attention, but he says PHP guy. Then, we say I love you, he says dreadlocks. Even we are already so, still he still doubts us as his guy. That's why I told you Elo. Don't worry about marrying her, you feel safe. Reality is not as easy as we turn the palm,” said Rifai’i explained.

Zikra chewed the food in her mouth slowly. Digesting all Rifa’i speech slowly so as not to be mistaken.

"Gue thinks you have to be more aggressive again" said Bonang.

"Aggressive?" Zikra repeated not understanding.

"Yes. Naturally dong if elo as a man as well as an aggressive husband bit. Elo the nyosor first."

"Oh, elo Nang. Can't your language be clearer? The nyosor? I'm like a duck," Rifa'i.

"It's my style. It's up to elo. Which is obvious, don't you think, Zik?"

Zikra was silent.

"Yes. Have you done that yet?" whispered Bonang while bringing his face closer to Zikra's ears.

"What the hell lo?" zikra's face looked red.

"Well, it turns out elo still hasn't done me, right?" bonang's guess is very accurate. "for goodness Zik, don't be long elo grapein the Syifa. Poor him. He needs some warmth, though. Besides that, you can also sin. Remember, the obligation of a husband is not just a gift born doang. But the inner wiving is also necessary."

Zikra was speechless unable to refute Bonang's words. His face became red with embarrassment.

*

At the same time Syifa and Nadya were sitting in the campus cafeteria waiting for the next course. In the midst of the fun chat somehow Syifa suddenly remembered the event Zikra smeared his forehead. The reflex of his right hand touched his forehead slowly.

“Why jidat lo, Pa? How touched is that?” Nadya Tegur.

“Ah, no papa kok, Nad,” kilah Syifa a little nervous. Smiling shy.

“Kalo enggak papa, why how to touch his forehead using a very fantasy. So suspect me.”

“What the hell lo, Nad? Don't make it up, just say suspicious of everything. I'm a criminal to suspect.”

“Aaahhh ... I know nih ... lest elo already ..” Nadya deliberately did not continue her speech. His eyes are round. His right hand codes by moving from mouth to forehead repeatedly in turn.

Syifa's face hinted red, blushing in embarrassment.

“That's right, what I said. Bang Zikra actually has a crush on Elo. But his elo is not in the.”

“What could that be? I don't have the charm of Ayu.”

“Elo can't give up so soon, Pa. You have to be sure, as well as. Even though the elo looks mediocre, elo kudu believes in the same feelings you own.”

Syifa was silent for a moment. Remembering what he had gone through with Zikra. Suddenly he smiled to himself.

"Well! What else do you think?"

"Don't give it up, Nad. I didn't think anything of it, I just ..."

"What's free?" nadya Goda. "just time Bang Zikra kiss elo's lips?"

"Ih, carelessly lo, Nad," Syifa kept slapping Nadya's back. To complain of pain. "gue same way he's not that far."

"What?!"

Syifa covered Nadya's mouth with her own hands so that her screeching voice did not disturb others.

"So, all this time elo has not been doing the same Bang Zikra?" Nadya pressed the volume of her voice to be slower. "wow, you're still sane what's the matter, Pa?"

"You mean, am I crazy?" this time Syifa's voice was rising.

"It's not so, Pa. I'm just surprised. At a time when many girls want to be close to Bang Zikra, elo the only girl who is the luckiest. Without a lot of energy or a victim of feelings, Elo could be his wife. Now you're going to waste so."

Syifa was silent.

"Pa, be honest with me. Actually you like the same Bang Zikra?"

Syifa looked nervous.

"You sure you're not in love with her?"

"Gue .. I ..."

Kontan Syifa turned to the source of the voice. Followed by Nadya looking in the same direction.

"Mak Ayu."

The girl was Ayuniatara, grinning kindly.

Syifa introduced Ayuniatara to Nadya. They shake hands and say each other's names. They immediately look familiar.

But not with Syifa. He was uncomfortable with the girl's presence. But he tried not to show it.

A few minutes' delay. Ayu asks Syifa to speak in private. Without being asked, Nadya immediately said goodbye to class. He seemed to understand what was to be discussed between Syifa and Ayu did not involve himself.

After Nadya left. Without further ado Ayu requests to leave Zikra immediately. The young man he often called Fatir. Without shame the girl wants to repeat her love story with Zikra.

"Sorry, we are married. So I can't ask you to leave Zikra." Syifa said.

"You don't love each other, how can you be happy? After all, you're just marrying Siri. So it's easy to take care of your divorce."

Syifa was shocked. Although he knew his marriage to Zikra was not based on love. But he did not want to part in the way Ayu wanted. Especially after a few months of living together, now there was a growing feeling filling the recesses of his heart. Of course he won't just give up.

"I'll give you whatever you want, if you want to leave Fatir for me," he said as a tempting offer. If you're ready, please meet me soon."

The girl passed away leaving Syifa in grief. The love story he had carved with Zikra, making him sure he could snatch the Arjuna from Syifa's embrace.

Syifa was only able to swallow her sadness. He could not refute every sentence that slid from the lips of ranum Ayu.

"We love each other. Please let us be happy. Leave Fatir, find another guy you like. I pray you are happy with him," said Ayu, who said that afternoon was still ringing in Syifa's ear.

"Wrong! That price tag is for instant noodles!" exclamation Panji.

Syifa was awakened from her daydream. He looked at the source of the voice. Tergugup received a snack price tag from Panji. His co-worker in one of the mini markets. The young man offered the job to her. When Syifa was in need of a job because her father no longer transfer monthly money. Finally he decided to work part-time in a mini market owned by Uncle Panji who happened to be in need of new employees.

Syifa spent nearly a month in college while working. Sometimes he had to skip college when it clashed with his work hours. During that time he did not tell his activities outside the campus. Because he knew Zikra would not allow him to work for money. It is inconceivable that Zikra knew his co-worker was Panji. The young man who broke Zikra's heart.

"Sori, I'm not careful" he said awkwardly. Subduing the face looks at the price tag he just received by matching with the snacks listed.

"Why?" tanya Panji while looking at Syifa sharply.

Syifa was silent. Stay focused on his work.

"Elo think of me again, huh?" babble Panji flinch from Syifa's side.

The girl looked at me at a glance. Shaking his head, snorting as if he did not want to respond.

"Either accept me, it must have happened like this" he said a little forcefully. Panji has repeatedly expressed his feelings for the girl who managed to steal his attention since the beginning of the meeting, only to be responded coldly by him.

"What the hell is Ji? Don't make a fuss. I'm konsen nih, ogah kidding," said Syifa, go to the next shelf.

"What if we go to the movies tomorrow night. It just so happens that there is a new film that is coming out" Panji said, trailing behind Syifa.

Syifa suddenly raised her head looking at the annoyed young man stubbornly. He has been rejected many times but has not given up. If he gets a new job it is as easy as turning the palm of the hand. He must have stepped up from here. To be free from the deadly seduction of land crocodiles like Panji. He was worried that the defensive wall of his heart would collapse if every day knocked repeatedly.

You playboy cap bottle cap! decak Syifa in the heart.

"No way."

"Why the hell elo nolak just, every time I take a walk?"

"Gue has a girlfriend. From the same weekly night guy like elo, mending the same my girlfriend," said Syifa ketus.

Syifa was forced to cover up her marital status in order to get a job. Because the main requirement to be an employee at that place is single status. He could not imagine if the status of his marriage was known by the management. Because at that time it was certain that they would immediately fire him. And it is certain that he will become unemployed. The lecture will be hampered or even can stop completely.

"Yes broke up with your boyfriend. Abis it's elo it's me."

"Same bucket there!" sumpul Syifa while handing the rest of the label in her hands to the chest of the rough Panji. Move out from before the young man.

Panji lowered his head while holding the table. Then I turned to Syifa. But the girl was already lost behind the kitchen spice rack.

"Where do the girls go. A quick disappearance?" muttered.

*

Zikra arrived home. Put the motorcycle into the living room. He opened the door to Syifa's room, wanting to confirm the girl's whereabouts. Maybe he still hasn't finished doing group chores at his friend's house. He thought of the chat from Syifa that was sent this afternoon. Then Zikra went into his room next to Syifa's.

After finishing the bath and changing clothes Zikra sat on his bed. He suddenly smiled considering the plan he had drawn up with Rifa'i and Bonang. Plans to unite him with Syifa as husband and wife. But Bonang prefers to call it 'Mission of Love'. Then he took out a small folded piece of paper from his briefcase pocket. Open it until it is perfectly open. There are a number of lists of love missions have been written neatly.

The first love mission invites Syifa on a date in a romantic place.

The second love mission expresses feelings to Syifa with flowers.

The third love mission ... is still in the form of a big question mark. Because waiting for the results of the first and second love missions.

Zikra folded the paper back into its original shape. Put it on his desk. Thought of Syifa's gift-giving watch, still coiled around her wrist.

"It's been ten and a half hours" he murmured worriedly. "still a long time no, she's coming home?"

Zikra stood up. Snatched a baseball jacket hanging behind the door as it moved out. Don't forget the motorcycle key taken from the table. Turning on a motorcycle engine, having previously been removed from inside his house. Helmet wearing. A second later pulled his motorcycle gas, darting away splitting the highway that was a little quiet.

The great worry of Syifa made him forget his fatigue after a long day at work. He had never felt this worry before. Although I have felt a great love for other girls. But only Syifa was able to make him feel agitated. I don't know why he is. He only knew, wanting to make the girl happy as long as she was with him.

Zikra stopped the speed of his motorcycle right in front of Syifa. The girl looked shocked. Without turning off the engine, the young man went down. She hugged the girl's body tightly.

For a moment Syifa froze getting a warm hug. He did not understand why Zikra suddenly behaved so strangely.

"Zik, aren't you papa?" reprimand Syifa while patting Zikra on the back.

"Don't leave me!"

Huh uh?! Speechless syifa.

"Where are you going?" Syifa looked confused. Stand in front of the door.

Zikra nodded from her daydreams. It turns out he hasn't gone anywhere. Both hands are still holding the helmet strap he is wearing.

"Huh?! I ... I ..."

"Can you slide a little? I want to go in" said Syifa coldly. Then he went into his room.

Zikra just kept silent while staring at Syifa's departure until she disappeared behind the door of her room. He took a long breath. Removing the helmet from his head. Put it back on the rearview mirror of the motor.

Damnit damnit! I turned out to be halu? How humiliating!

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