Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Understand Honey ...

The rainy season has arrived causing more intense rainfall than usual. The weather often changes unpredictably. Sometimes bright, sometimes cloudy, it can even suddenly rain quickly. So it is not strange if the sky this afternoon which was originally sunny now suddenly looks cloudy like it will rain.

Syifa was stunned from her daydream after hearing the notification tone of a fairly long incoming call. Grabbing his phone which is located on the table. Seeing Nadya's name on the screen without hesitation he immediately shifted the green button.

"Hello, Pa. How are you, healthy? Sori I haven't had time to look elo in the hospital," said Nadya from across awkwardly.

"Elo don't have to say that, I should have told sori to elo, because I have trouble elo family."

"Ah .. elo very polite like anyone. We're like our own brothers, why also elo use say sori all the same I'm with the family."

"Hmm," Syifa smiled bitterly. "thank you Nad, you've always been there for me. So, I'm not too sad when I'm away from my family like this" she said.

"Oh my goodness, Cipa, why are you saying that? Do not look sad like a Korean drama," Nadya tried to entertain.

Syifa laughed a little. "The best thing about making me laugh."

"Curtain! Do you think a comedian can make you laugh?" Nadya screeches.

"Whatever! Elo is my most precious friend. Thanks for being my best friend all along. But sori, until this moment I have not been a good elo friend, I still often bother elo, I have not been able to repay all the goodness of elo," Syifa suddenly cried bitterly.

"Elo say what the hell, use say sori all the same me, also have not returned my kindness," a voice sounded across shivering softly. "omongan elo kayak people want to say goodbye go far, and go far, you know what?"

"Yes. I really want to say the same thing.elo ..."

"Seriously lo, Pa!" Nadya was surprised. "go where?"

Syifa paused for a moment to catch her breath to stay calm. "Gue will tell the same story before, if after three months I will be picked up by my parents. Elo know no, I'm really happy that finally the day that I wait arrives." speech and deeds are not always compact. When the mouth says happy, tears show the opposite.

Nadya's sobbing voice was clearly heard on the other end of the phone. Syifa's tears were flowing.

"Only your parents have you told you that they will pick you up tomorrow?" ask Nadya parau.

"Not yet." Syifa shook her head. "until this moment I still don't know their latest news. I haven't been able to trace their whereabouts either." wiped the tears that had soaked his cheeks with his hands. "but I'm sure, tomorrow they'll come get me." he continued very optimistically.

"Will yakain leave tomorrow?" Nadya.

"Of course. I'm not going to lie to me."

"Don't Zikra know if you're going to leave tomorrow?"

Syifa. "Not yet" he replied slowly.

"Why the hell Pa, you gotta go? Though elo already have Bang Zikra who will protect elo, give elo a decent life, and ..."

"Zikra would be happy without me. Because I think people can be happy when they live with loved ones. And I realized the man was not me." suddenly flashed a memory when in the garden it was in Syifa's mind.

"But Cipa, the person whom Bang Zikra loved was ..."

"Not me, Nad," cried Syifa broke. "elo don't be pretentious to comfort me. I couldn't lie to myself after that night. I ... I have no hope anymore to continue this relationship, Nad," he said frustrated.

"Nrt ..." Nadya's fighting across there.

Syifa ended her phone call. He wept bitterly without the power to withstand the burden of suffering in his heart. After that put his phone on the study table.

Suddenly Syifa accidentally dropped the cosmetic box Zikra had bought on the floor. Tipping back her memories that morning, when Nadya offered her cosmetic products. With his own initiative Zikra bought it as if he cared about her. He crouched down to pick up the still sealed dus, hugged it tightly and broke into tears.

"Zik, I once wished we could live together in love. But, after that night I decided we were separated to find each other's love" he said. Put the box back in its original place. Walking to his bed. Sitting on the edge of the mattress while wiping the remaining tears on her cheeks.

*

Zikra tidied up the files on her desk to rush home. Not long after the ringtone of his cell phone call sounded. When she saw Tara's name on her phone screen, she didn't want to talk to the girl again after that night. But the short message Tara sent made Zikra change her mind. Back contacted him after previously ignoring his call.

Somehow Zikra was so interested in the information that Ayuniatara provided, that it seemed rushed to leave the office. Sped off the highway with a Porsche Macan turbo black car given Surya a few days ago. He was very surprised when the information obtained led him to a mini market.

"If you want to know, go inside" Ayuniatara said before ending her phone call.

Zikra did not understand what Ayuniatara really wanted to tell him. He's not interested in knowing either. But after hearing that it had to do with Syifa he suddenly became very curious. The young man had long been curious about the activities of the girl he married since half a year ago outside the house. But there is no intention to investigate it.

Zikra got down from the seat of his luxury car and closed the door. Stand up straight tidying up his tie and suit for a moment. Then move into that mini market.

"What exactly is in here?" he was confused and hesitated to take the shopping cart. Looking right and left. Crossing shelf by shelf without knowing what it will take. Syifa bought all of her daily needs early last month.

Occasionally Zikra combed every corner of the mini market that was still empty of customers. But not a single hint had anything to do with the information he had just obtained.

"Sori yes, I should not ask elo to come to replace the Rina and Syasa," said Panji was not happy, walking along with Syifa to the cashier's table. "they suddenly compakan did not come in, do not tell me anyway."

"No papa really, Nji .. elo don't have to say it's the same with me. Then you're good with me, consider me again return the same elo, because I already let me when the night rains," replied Syifa reminiscing about the events of the night.

"Elo don't say thank you dong," Panji protested awkwardly. "as if I'm a real hero to you."

"Have that said, elo my hero, hero almost kemaleman," said Syifa origin.

"ah! Cook the hero almost kemaleman? Where is there that? There's also a hero of bad luck."

"Elo how it is at night Panji .. not day."

"Oh yes," Panji scratched his non-itchy head.

"Where are you, Udin!" guman Syifa's.

Panji chuckles.

Zikra gasped suddenly at Syifa's voice talking to someone else. His voice was faint but very clear. He raised his face looking for the source of the voice.

"Yes already, because elo is still not fit, elo wait at the cashier table aja yes. Let the business of arranging the goods on the shelf be my responsibility."

"okay."

The banner immediately separates into container boxes that contain various brands and types of products, then arrange them according to the group and type carefully.

Want the heart to embrace the mountain but what power of the hand is not up. Perhaps that is the right way to describe the condition of Syifa. Inwardly he did not want to look like a weak sick person at his workplace. Although in reality his physical appearance is clearly still weak and his face pale.

Brakk! The sound of a shopping cart fell when Syifa's body suddenly felt faint. The girl accidentally bumped into someone who appeared before her all of a sudden. The man grabbed the girl's arm and hugged her waist so as not to fall.

"Shyfa?" that voice sounds so familiar.

Sontak Syifa raised her head, looking at the source of the voice. His eyes were shocked. "Z-Zik-Zikra!"

Zikra frowned until both of his eyebrows were in chains. Slowly help Syifa to stand up.

"What are you doing here? Why are you wearing a mini-market uniform?" cecar Zikra was impatient.

Syifa fell silent, not daring to answer.

"Don't tell me you're an employee of this mini market, let's answer!" insist on the young man who has the status of her husband.

Panji who was busy arranging the products on the shelf, suddenly disturbed to hear the voice of a man with a slightly raised voice. The voice sounded very clear, and felt not too far from where it was.

"A-I .. i-iya," Syifa stuttered.

Zikra growled involuntarily squeezing all of her fingers tightly.  Syifa was terrified to see her husband's angry reaction.

"Is the money I've been giving you so far lacking, until you find a job outside the house like this?"

"Bu-not like that, a-I .. I ..."

"What is Syifa?" Panji was very worried.

Panji was shocked to see the young man. A man he met on campus the other day. He is Syifa's fiancee. However, Panji did not like to see his harsh treatment of Syifa.

Zikra was very unhappy to see his wife being touched by a man other than himself. He quickly pulled Syifa's arm, then dragged her out. "Let's go home!"

"Wait!" Panji pulled the other arm of Syifa. He's withholding his departure.

Syifa's footsteps had to pause for a moment. Then dragged by the hand of Panji. Zikra's footsteps stopped. Looking back and stomping his hand so that Syifa did not escape from his grasp.  Squinting with cold and furious eyes. "What are you doing? Get your filthy hands off Syifa!" her word.

"Sori, Syifa is a workwoman here, so she can't get out of here," said Panji quickly. "who else would drag my work away? Especially with the appearance of a dapper mas does not seem to be a careless person, why deal with small women?"

Zikra pulled Syifa in a single jolt, directly embracing the girl's shoulder at a very close distance.

Syifa's stunned banner slipped out of her hand. "Are there really a relationship with Syifa?" inquiringly.

Zikra sneered cynically. "It's like you don't know who I really am, yet,"

Syifa raised her face, shaking her head while looking at Zikra expectantly so as not to tell her the truth. Because if Panji knows, he will be involved in problems related to the employment contract he has signed. Of course he is not ready and will never be ready.

"Syifa is my wife." Zikra said without further ado. "as a good wife one must obey her husband's orders. And as her husband, I forbid my wife to work outside the home."

Panji was stunned and immediately heartbroken to hear Zikra's explanation. But he didn't want to believe it. Cold laugh.

"Sorry, this is no joke. So, don't try to say nonsense here. Because my woman is still single, not married at all." - Sergah Panji.

"Zik, plis ... don't say anything anymore" said Syifa.

"Why? Are you ashamed of having my husband?" zikra asked with a heavy voice.

"I ..."

"Syifa, is it true that this mas was talking about just now?"

"Nji, about that ..."

"Syifa, why don't you immediately explain to her? Why don't you want her to know about our real relationship?" ask Zikra curiously. "or is it because you're in love with her now, so you want to cover it up?"

"No! I never thought about what you were accusing Zikra of," Syifa said solemnly. "me and Panji are just ordinary friends."

Panji was devastated to hear Syifa's reply. Although the girl never gave him hope, but all was so painful.

"Oh yeah? Would I believe it was that easy?"

"But, Zik .. I'm serious."

"Enough!" Panji interrupts. "if it's true that you two are married show proof of your marriage." The guy's face looks pias.

"okay." Zikra took out her phone from her pants pocket. Opening video features. After giving it to Panji.

Without a doubt Panji watched the video played on Zikra's phone. His eyes widened to see the wedding video of Zikra and Syifa. Again, his heart was wounded to the point of frustration. Clenched his hands silently. But keep trying to calm.

Syifa is frustrated that Zikra has a video of their marriage. All this time he thought someone was taking him. He still clearly remembered how the atmosphere of his marriage at that time was covered with grief. Uwa died after the kabul ijab event was completed.

"Nji about this ..."

"Enough Syifa, you don't have to give me another explanation. Because everything is clear to me," Panji said coldly. "because you have violated the employment contract, then you have to face the consequences." turned body. After making sure they left, he glanced at their departure from behind the glass wall of the mini market.

Syifa still wanted to give an explanation to Panji. But Zikra did not give him a chance. He can only be killed when dragged into his luxury car.

Wh why? Why does it have to happen like this?

Syifa glanced at Zikra who was sitting in the steering chair. His expression looked tense with anger. He did not dare to make a sound to just melt the atmosphere in such conditions. Until it creates a quiet and tense atmosphere.

"Will Zikra be angry with me? Keep throwing me away from his house? Oh my goodness .. I hope not. But, if so, how will my life be?" whispers in the heart.

Syifa grunted softly. Zikra is still focused on the highway that looks a little congested.

The afternoon sky was dark. There are no stars in the night sky. The moon is hiding behind dark clouds.

It didn't feel like they were coming home.

Zikra opened the car door for Syifa. Then drag him into the house. Apparently Zikra was still angry. Syifa did not dare to argue.

"Why do you work? Is the money I give you every month not enough?" asked Zikra angrily. "if less, why don't you speak frankly with me?"

"Sorry Zik, I .. don't feel lacking for what you have given me" he replied honestly.

"It's enough, why are you still working?"

"That's .. because I don't want to be your burden. I want to be independent. I cannot depend on you forever. Because I felt myself to be my own responsibility," Syifa avoided Zikra's cold gaze which made her rather horrified.

"What's? Do you want to be independent and not depend on me?" Zikra walked towards Syifa. The girl walked back in fear. The longer the young man got closer to corner him against the wall.

The subtle murmurs in Syifa's two chest cavities suddenly churned. Cold heat began to spread all over his body. Now they are in a very close position, so they can feel the exhale of each.

"Yes. Especially tomorrow Daddy and Mommy come to pick me up. After that I will stay back with my family. That's why I decided to work for me." Syifa.

Zikra was stunned to hear Syifa's reply. His heart hurts.

"Why do you always want to leave me? Do I mean nothing to you? Is our marriage just a joke to you? Huh uh?!"

"Zikra, from the beginning of our marriage was just my Uwa votive payer. So, you don't have to think too much about this marriage problem."

"So, you've been thinking our marriage is just a votive payer?" Zikra frustrations. He was silent for a moment. Crossing memories on the night of her love statement in the park. "ohhh, now I know, that's why you didn't come that night to the park. I have asked you to come many times."

"Udah deh Zikra, you don't have to be that way. Make me come or not, no effect on me anyway."

"Did you say there's no effect on you?"

"Yes. Because I know, I'm just gonna be a spectator of you two's romance."

Zikra frowned. "So you're coming tonight?"

"Yes. I came and saw the intimacy ..." her voice trembled withstanding the cry. His eyes began to wet with tears. But he covered it by turning his face away, silently wiping the tears that had already come down from the eye patch.

"Wait!" Zikra. Digest Syifa's words carefully. "Why have you come, why have I not seen you? I've been waiting all night for you."

"Udah deh Zik, do not need to be clarified again. I can't stand that you keep talking about that night." Syifa pushed away Zikra's body.

"But Fa, you must hear my explanation first."

"No need, I already know what you're going to say. And I want us to get divorced before I leave this house." Syifa went into her room. Standing behind the door for a long time.

"Syifa, plis horrified me first. And I also ask you to explain about your presence there that night." Zikra knocked on Syifa's room door quite loudly. "you should know, what all I said that night was aimed only at you. "her voice sounded heavy and vibrating.

Syifa slumped down, crouching while crying bitterly.

"Syifa, please open the door!" tell Zikra while knocking on the door again. But the girl did not flinch.

Connect ....