Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Surprise

In the morning Syifa woke up. After the shower and morning prayers, he immediately plunged into the kitchen making breakfast menu. Yesterday night was suddenly attacked by insomnia after talking to Zikra via phone, making the quality of his sleep less good. It should have made Syifa limp and have a headache. But somehow does not affect it, instead looks more energetic than usual day.

"What surprises does Zikra plan? My birthday is next month. I was so curious." he thought remembering the talk last night.

"Well, I think it's delicious," decak Zikra made Shifa aware of the reverie. Pulling a dining chair and sitting down. "smells good. I think you're getting smarter at cooking."

"It can be you. Make me gr aja," Syifa blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm telling you what it is, Swear!" he lifted two fingers into the air.

Syifa pulled the dining chair beside Zikra. Grab a plate and fill it with two white rice pitchers and a menu of side dishes onto it. "You won't believe it before you taste it" thrust it before Zikra.

"Thank you," Zikra immediately ate it without caring for the serious and curious gaze of the girl beside him. "tasty." smiled as coldly as she did.

"What cooking?" Syifa did not believe. Immediately taste the cuisine menu of his work. His facial expression instantly turned sullen, after grinning to feel a taste sensation on his tongue. Putting down his tablespoon violently. "humph! What's so good. The taste of nano-nano like this only makes stomach pain. No need to eat anymore. Mending is thrown away, or a beloved cat may be better." hard on himself.

"Don't. Mubazirs. Remember, the redemptive deed will be considered his brother Satan."

Syifa leaned her shoulders on the back of the chair. A heavy grunt with a frowning face.

"Udah, don't be frustrated. Just the taste of salty vegetables, tempe stew anyeb ..."

"That's not tempeh stew, but tempeh oyster sauce," he said quickly.

"Ups! Yeah ... that's the dah, and the sweet chicken ..."

"Sweet sour sour sour sour sour chicken!" he confirmed half-cry.

"Well, anyway that's .. It won't make me die until I finish all this food, will it?" Zikra tried to cheer up.

"It doesn't change everything, does it?" his weakness changed his sitting position.

"Indeed, the taste of food can not change still so. But it can't change your mood."

Syifa looked seriously.

"For example ...your feelings are so much better because I eat like this," put a spoon filled with rice and side dishes into his mouth. "and I'm gonna finish all the food on the table with nothing left."

"Game!" symphonic.

"Need proof?" Zikra was asking Syifa to bet. The girl did not answer. Just keep quiet while waiting for concrete evidence from her husband's words. Without a doubt the young man instantly devoured all the food on the table. Until he had to relax his belt that felt tight.

A satisfied smile was on Zikra's lips as he stroked her stomach which was bulging with fullness. Syifa shook her head and clapped in amazement.

"Great .. great .. I salute you." nurturing Zikra's shoulder plan.

"But next time you don't make me do this again, yeah" she asked.

"Why? Nyesel?" Syifa.

"No, that's not what I meant."

"Continue?"

"Yes ... You have the heart to make me tormented like a gini," Zikra showed her stomach that looked a little bulging. But Syifa misunderstood, thinking her husband showed her the thing that made her parno. Kontan he immediately closed his eyes averted his eyes avoiding.

"Oh, you slob!"

Zikra was surprised and confused to see Syifa's reaction. "Huh?! What's so dirty?" his tan did not understand frowning.

Syifa hurriedly from her seat, tidying the dining table to distract. "Udah ah, do not need to be discussed again. I want to wash the dishes first" he said, bringing all the dirty dishes to the dishwasher.

Zikra just grunted. Laughingly.

"Oh my goodness .. not very comfortable like this belly," he murmured as he stroked his stomach sitting in his office chair.

"Why you, Zik? Tumben really grimy-crying like that, the romance is really excited?" reprimanding Bonang appeared from behind his study, forcing Zikra to raise her head to look at the source of the voice.

"Girang, girang, girang from Hong Kong!" pissed off.

"Well, if not excited, then why did you grin from earlier?"

"Gue is no longer excited, but more careless because of breakfast."

"Bujug bushel! Hahaha ..." decak Bonang chuckled amusedly.

Rifa'i suddenly follows her nongol from behind her cubicle after feeling disturbed by Zikra and Bonang's chatter.

"Woy! What the hell, how noisy elo-elo on, but both elo not have any work?"

"Ah, elo 'I, you're busy!" Bonang is not happy.

"Inget Udin, this is in the office. Still morning huddle mulu kayak mam arisan lo," hardik Rifa'i ketus.

"Udah-udah, don't use a fuss elo both. Make me mules," Zikra stood up. Hurry to the office toilet, leaving Bonang and Rifa'i still in dispute.

*

Syifa stared at the dates that had been given a cross on a calendar hanging on the wall in her room. Suddenly his heart was sad to see the rest of the date that had not been crossed.

"Three more days, three more days Daddy and Mommy come to pick me up," he whispered softly. "why is my heart sad? Where was the happiness yesterday that I expected that day to come?" Syifa snorted fretfully. "it seems I should hastily resign from Happy Mart. And my college .. don't have to go back in like that. Well, isn't that what it should be?"

Syifa packed herself to Bahagia Mart, the mini market where she worked for almost two months. Before leaving he did not forget to bring a resignation letter that had been prepared since yesterday.

Within twenty minutes, Syifa was at work. Directly facing Mr. Rudi, the manager of Happy Mart, in his room.

"I'm sorry Sir. Maybe my decision was too hasty. But I have to do it because I'm in the near future, immediately move following my parents out of town."

"OKAY. I could have accepted your excuses, but you've signed on as a trainee for three months. Now that you're working not three months, it's hard. Unless you pay what's in the contract."

"But Sir. How can I pay according to the contract? I am a poor man, my father is very much like me. If I have a lot of money, why do I work. Mending me relaxing at home."

"Shyifa!" peeked Mr. Rudi suddenly furious. "you're a stinking child, no need to teach me. If you don't want to be sued by the company, you have to work according to the contract."

"But Mr ..."

"You this girl doesn't know it's lucky, if it wasn't Mas Panji's recommendation, you wouldn't be welcome here."

Syifa frowned stunned as well as surprised to see the expression on Pak Rudi's face. Moreover, calling the name Panji as Mas Panji, as if the young man was very influential in the company. Maybe only as a form of respect because Panji is the nephew of the original owner of the company.

"What's this?" suddenly Panji broke into the manager's room.

Sontak Syifa and Pak Rudi turned to the source of the voice. Bumbling Mr. Rudi stood up.

"Morning has been tense, from the outside I had heard the honorable Mr. Manager mention my name, what is it?" continues relaxed.

"Sorry Mas Panji, Syifa just handed me a letter of resignation" the man said politely.

"Sign away?" The banner frowned. "is that true, Syifa?" his face water was suddenly gloomy.

Panji. His face looks cold. "We should talk outside. Sorry sir, we'll excuse you" exclaimed the polite banner.

"Yes please."

The banner dragged Syifa's arm out of the room. Then they continued the conversation in front of the stock storage warehouse. "Why did Elo suddenly want to resign? Is it because all this time I like to disturb you with my love statement?" tanyanya felt guilty.

"Not so Nji, in a few days both of my parents come here to pick me up. Plis .. help me yes," Syifa's face looked clear.

"Jem-puts? Where are you going?" tanya Panji hesitates.

"Actually all this time my family lived in Batam, because Bokap I have a job there. They promised to pick me up later this month so we could stay together there."

"Keep, how's college going?"

"Well .. I'll stop. I can't possibly go back and forth Bekasi-Batam. Could sip me. The distance between Bekasi-Batam is rich Bekasi distance to cililitan."

"Yes anyway. But the contract of employment is not a matter of playfulness. You can deal with the law."

"But Nji .. Where do I have money? Plis ... I beg you to help me, yes." Syifa grabbed Panji's hand.

"goo already misses them. I haven't been with them for a long time."

"So, you've been living alone in this town?"

"Yes. But I live together ..." Syifa suddenly stopped his words. He must not disclose the status of his marriage to Panji if the problems he faces do not increase in length.

"Who's same? How not to proceed?"

"ah! I live with brothers, meaning brothers far from Bokap," Syifa explained.

"OKAY. I help you to talk about this elo problem to me later. But you have to be patient, because I am super busy. Frequently going back and forth from the country." finally Panji wanted to help Syifa.

"Thank you, Nji. Elo is my best friend." Syifa soared with excitement while still holding Panji's hand tightly.

Panji smiled happily. But not to feel the happiness that Syifa felt. Except because the girl had held her hand tightly. Whether Syifa realized it or not, for Panji it was enough to keep her entertained.

*

I don't feel like the day is twilight. Zikra had already packed all of his belongings. The company accepted and approved his resignation letter. The sad atmosphere was dyed that afternoon. Especially the female officers. They seemed heavy to release Zikra's departure. Although not too long ago joined the company, not a few women there who are crazy about him.

Bonang and Rifa'i were no less sad with all of them. The two young men were quite shocked by Zikra's decision to suddenly resign without first talking to them. But they could not change Zikra's decision as they wished.

"Elo both not on lebay. I'm just moving out of the office, not moving the world." Zikra tried to comfort them.

Bonang and Rifa'i exchanged glances, then snorted heavily. They compactly give Zikra a warm hug.

"Oke Bro.. I'm this guy, I'm stronger than the roots of a toge tree. So you don't have to think about us, especially me. I'm not going to be sad," Bonang suddenly shed tears as he blushed his lips.

"Basar lo, keribo crybaby!" hardik Rifa'i's.

"Who said I was a crybaby? My man is okay" he defended himself.

"Udah, you know, the two are noisy mute every day," Zikra brushed off their arms. "but I will always miss the whispers and clamor of you guys who are not qualified."

"Sue lo, Zik!" Bonang patted slowly on Zikra's shoulder.

"The problem of places and decorations that you ask for, we have been working. Later elo night can be used as well as possible." said Rifa'i.

"Thanks to guys. Both of them are my best and most understanding friends." Zikra spread out her hands in a hug.

*

Eight o'clock at night.

Zikra was already in the garden. Waiting for Syifa. Both her right and left hands held a bouquet of red roses and a small red jewelry box. Inside was a ring specially ordered for the girl who had officially become his wife religiously.

"We stay first. Hope it's a success." Rifa'i patted Zikra on the shoulder as she moved away.

"Yoi Bro's. Good luck!" Bonang patted Zikra's shoulder the others also moved away.

At the same time, Syifa seemed to rush towards the park that Zikra asked by phone earlier. His heart beat rhythmically with his rapid footsteps. Inside his heart was extremely agitated at the thought of what surprise he would receive later. Anxious fear of not meeting expectations. Happy now Zikra has shown signs of feeling love for him.

When Syifa arrived, she was greeted with an arrow. As if leading him to find the direction he was going. The atmosphere of the garden which is only exposed to a little light street lights, makes it look dim. Fortunately, there was a row of candles deliberately placed on the ground. Forming a neat row on the left-right form a road divider. In addition to the light of the candle there is also a expanse of petals of various types of flowers, dominated by red and pink on the ground. It has a very romantic atmosphere. Breeze makes the scent of the petals of the flowers emit a distinctive smell.

Syifa had never felt this happy feeling before. Very pleased with Zikra's treatment. Could this be the surprise that the young man had meant?

"Romantis very much .." he said haru. His smile continued. The longer the wider the pull the corners of his lips.

Syifa finally arrived in the middle of the garden. About two meters from where he stood, he saw Zikra in the center of beautifully decorated flower petals in the shape of a heart, accompanied by a row of white candles forming the same pattern on the outside. The young man was standing on his back. As if expecting his arrival.

"Well, there it is!" yells slowly.

Occasionally Zikra sipped a bouquet of red roses in her hand. Smiled wide as he closed his eyes to absorb the fragrance.

Without waiting for long Syifa immediately ran towards Zikra. " Zikra." his screeches were full of vigor.

Suddenly out of nowhere came another girl who came charging while making Zikra's name. Then tightly hugged Zikra's waist from behind.

"I love you," Zikra cried very loudly.

Kontan Syifa gasped. He was stunned to see that sight. His tongue feels bad. His chest felt pierced with pain until it pierced through the heart.

"Yes, I love you. I've long wanted to say this all to you, but only today did I dare to say it blatantly." Zikra turned her body around hugging the girl, who turned out to be Ayuniatara.

Syifa was shocked. He could not see the sight anymore. Directly reverse the body. Hiding behind a shady tree near where he stood. His heart was deeply broken into shapeless heads again.

Both of his hands clenched tightly to control his emotions from exploding right then and there. But if it exploded as well, he did not have the courage to show his anger at anyone.

Syifa could only admit defeat. Her tears were like heavy rain drenching her cheeks.

"Zikra, you are the same as me. Is this the surprise you want to give me?" syifa secretly saw Zikra and Ayuniatara who were still hugging from behind a shady tree. "kalo just shows you are still in love with Madam Ayu, just you talk to me directly. No need to hurt my feelings like this. Just make my heart provoked so hate you in the end," he continued.

"I love you too .." said Ayuniatara.

Syifa couldn't stand that show anymore. He immediately left carrying a very deep heart wound while crying bitterly.

Oh my God .. What's wrong servant? Why always make a servant an unlucky person in love?

Syifa's sobs broke out among the rain that began to fall. Every now and then there were thunderbolts and flaming flashes splitting the sky. Not caring about her body that was getting wet by the rain for so long, the girl continued to walk under the rain.

"Zikra ... jerk!" cry Syifa as hard as you can. "hiks hyks hyks." fell sitting on the side of the road asphalt which is a bit loose. "kalo emang you do not love me, I do not love you, please don't hurt me like this." he continued in a lower and raucous tone of voice. "hiks hyks hyks."

Syifa could already imagine the triumphant face of Ayuniatara seizing Zikra from her. He'll just look like a pathetic loser. What a wonderful achievement that only gets love that claps one hand.

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