Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

I Want to Be With You Always

“Aura, let's go up!” agra after Syifa's departure. His face looked not as bright as before. Exists

a pinch of disappointment lingered in his heart.

“Iya. Come!” sahut Aini antusis. Smile floating on his lips after previously hiding behind the curtain of jealousy, seeing Agra more familiar with Syifa to often ignore him. But his smile did not last long. Because again he was disappointed. Agra's attitude was not as expected.

Agra walked alone and left him. She was so sad to feel being read to. Though his outstretched hand hoped to join hands during the bridge in front of him.

Since getting to know Agra at university, Aini has fallen in love with her playful and humorous figure. Never before has a man been able to tear his heart to make it

girlfriends. Although when he was in high school he once liked Angga, the Arjuna school. But it does not make him obsessed with approaching it.

Aini had thought, after her closeness Agra would shoot her into a girlfriend. After Agra

met with a friend during his Junior High, Syifa. Awakening her hope only ended up being a wish.

During his close relationship with Agra, Aini often heard stories about a girl who had been betrothed since childhood. Until no one dared to look for her. Including himself

it turned out that he secretly liked it. For the sake of being able to always be with the girl, she was willing to be bullied by her classmates. But Aini never thought that the girl was Syifa.

Set up three money with Aini. Ayuniatara pursed her lips withstanding the bitter that also ignored Oileh Zikra. The girl was indeed very stubborn and too obsessed with Zikra's love. He was rejected once but did not dampen his motivation to stay with him always. Therefore, as much as possible he would snatch it from Syifa's embrace. Even though the girl was the legitimate wife of the young man.

Actually Ayuniatara is not on the list of plans of people who participate in the holiday this time. Luckily last night he managed to contact Aini, who he knew from Aini's Instagram status. He accidentally came and damaged their trip by reasoning his car broke down on the road. Ignoring Syifa's feelings, she ambushed sitting beside the wheel in order to get closer to Zikra. Stupidly the girl just sat sweetly on the back bench being a spectator.

Ayuniatara was very happy and laughed in her heart at that time.She felt like a winner over Zikra's love. Similarly, after arriving at the resort, his hands did not want to release him like a lover drunk with love. While he knew Zikra was very uncomfortable with his existence. It is not Ayuniatara name if you just give up.

But the scene when Zikra took off his hand, then switched to tightly grasping the snot girl immediately made him a dwarf. Couldn't show his smug smile anymore.

The sun was so hot it burned the skin. Thank goodness there is a breeze blowing lightly, a little can cool the atmosphere. Mangrove plants that grow around the right and left of the bridge in shallow sea water give the impression of green, and give a little aura of coolness in such hot weather.

There was nothing special about the striking pink wooden bridge. Only cringe challenges the adrenaline as you take the bridge at the beginning of the entrance. But after that there is only an ordinary wooden bridge in general.

Syifa let out a long sigh after succeeding one by one in the steps of the bridge of love.

Zikra smiled brightly looking at the scared expression mixed with fatigue on Syifa's face. The girl looked so cute that she did not get tired of looking at him. His hand was still tightly holding the fingers of the girl who had officially become his wife. Without hesitation he tucked his wife's son's hair behind his ears, as his hair was blown off the wind to block the sight of his eyes.

Syifa bowed smiling shyly received the preferential treatment from Zikra. His face was blushing accompanied by a subtle sigh in his chest cavity. This is the most beautiful history of his life. In my heart I wish I could hold this happiness forever. No one came to disturb their harmony.

"You tired?" reprimand Zikra attentively.

"Yes." Yeah." Syifa nodded slowly.

"Oh yeah, let's just rest there." Zikra pointed to the rightmost gazebo. Over there

it looks the quietest compared to other gazebos, has been inhabited by several other visitors who are sheltering.

Agra stared at Syifa's closeness with the man who should be with her cousin's sister, Ayuniatara. His clenched hands tightly held back the bitterness of his heart.

Ayuniatara's view was sidetracked when he saw two other visitors who were also walking on the same road

with him. But their pace was faster than him. There was something that made him envious of the two strangers, namely that they seemed to join hands tightly while walking hand in hand. Occasionally there are sounds of laughter harmonious those who seem romantic.

Syifa circulated her gaze to all corners of the building made of wood. He who is now in the gazebo can see lush and shady mangrove plants. There were several boats floating on the sea. Because this place is a tourist spot, the boats can certainly not be fishing boats. Instead of transport boats to take the tourists around to the mangrove forest. Especially when it is a weekend, then visitors who come more than ordinary days.

"What are you thinking?"

Syifa turned to the source of the voice. Suddenly he was surprised when he saw Zikra was already behind him with a very close distance.

"Ah, no way." Syifa looked nervously hurriedly turned her gaze forward. It seems he hasn't

get used to being with Zikra that close. No wonder the nervousness and heartbeat that racing faster than usual often come to tease him. Again, his cheeks met red. "I only saw the boats." he continued to raise his index finger.

"You want to get on a boat?" Zikra brought his face closer to Syifa's ear.

"Well boat?" agra's voice had just appeared behind them.

Zikra and Syifa turned their heads together to the source of the sound.

"Well, good idea. Come on, let's take a boat together." continued Agra enthusiastically.

Syifa and Zikra exchanged glances.

Aini grunts quietly. Trying to singlen a smile to take Agra's heart. "I want to, too, please,

Gra."

"Fatir, we're sitting on the front bench so we can see the sights better." Suddenly

Ayuniatara pulled Zikra's arm away from Syifa. Then wrapped his spoiled hand on Zikra's arm.

Syifa was silent to see her husband being dragged away by another girl.

Be present! Tired of life, look at this scene again. Address is mosquito repellent again!

Zikra looked annoyed as she glanced at Syifa who looked indifferent. Though the girl could have blocked Ayuniatara

approach her with all sorts of excuses on behalf of mistress Zikra.

This is a senseless girl what is it? Or not love? Cook her husband near other girls looking relaxed. Not angry at all.

Zikra brushed aside Ayuniatara's handrails while glancing at Syifa. "Sori, Tara. I ..."

"Mom, is Mas Zikra the guy who always Mbak told?" Agra purposely said that, with

syifa's hope was to stay away from Zikra.

Ayuniatara looked embarrassed. Secretly the girl often tells her love story that only momentarily to Agra. Of course the story he revealed has been modified to seem to have a romantic story like a couple who love each other.

"News? What story?" Zikra frowned in wonder.

"ah! Not exactly ..."

"Mbak Tara is actually jaim what is difficult anyway? Like shy to admit it, but his actions were creeped out too."

Agra smirked seductively. "it's only right that since it was taken continuously, don't want to escape."

Syifa pursed her lips restraining her anger. Then cast his gaze back towards the calm sea. "Humph! It turns out all guys are the same. You kitchen cat!" he whispered half a whisper.

"What are you talking about, you little boy?" ayuniatara's words seemed to be evasive, but his actions seemed to guarantee.

The ringing sound of Ayuniatara's phone is able to divert it. Then separate for a moment to receive the call. Actually, he refused to accept it. The reason is to make Zikra again approached Syifa. But if he ignores it he fears that he can derail his plans.

“Iya. Wait for me there. I'll be there soon.” He terminated the phone call.

“From who, Ma'am?” ask Agra to know.

“Oh, from Mbak's office friend. They arrived at the inn.” Legally.

“Office friends?” Agra asked for an explanation. Although the man has not jumped directly to manage the resort owned by his family. Little did he know anyone who rented an inn located on the beach.

“Iya. So, a week ago Mbak's office gave a stay voucher for some employees who have good performance.” Clearly a bit flattened.

Actually in the office where Ayuniatara worked, none other than the company owned by his parents there is nothing that

said the girl. He deliberately runs the risk of always being close to Zikra, even if he has to deceive his co-workers, Bonang and Rifa’i to smooth his plan.

Agra leases a machine boat for them. Get around to enjoy the scenery around the salty waters to the mangrove forest.

Zikra sat next to Syifa. Even without hesitation his hand was embracing the girl's shoulder, which was met all red on Syifa's face from embarrassment to subtle rejection. But he kept his arms attached until their side bodies touched each other. The goal is that no more rancid boy, Agra, approaches his wife. In addition, Ayuniatara made a sultry look at their romance, and did not try to disturb him again.

However, there are those who secretly make Zikra's heart sad. Especially if it's not about Aini. Though he was the most enthusiastic to take her on vacation in order to honeymoon with Syifa. The girl had high hopes for her relationship with Agra. Unfortunately, humans can only plan. What happened was not in line with his expectations.

Agra approached Syifa with her memories during Junior High. Then make Aini a stranger in the story he told.

Along the way with a machine boat whose voice is very deafening. They encountered anglers who were busy with their hooks, dwelling in the middle of the sea on bamboo trunks neatly arranged into cages. There are also houses made of bamboo fences in the form of stilts, standing firmly on land resembling artificial islands.

Upon arrival in the mangrove forest the motor engine that was used to move the boat was turned off. Allow passengers who are still on the boat to do activities at will for a while. Of course, the activities that are often done by most visitors are self-sustaining among the shade of mangrove forests.

Aini immediately invited Agra to take the time to take a selfie together. Rona cheer was radiating on his face. Zikra was excited to see his sister's expression without making up.

It is not Ayuniatara's name if it breaks charcoal and releases Zikra just like that. He unceasingly pulled the young man down from the boat. Move to the land surrounded by plants with roots, shaped like fingers that are gripping the ground. After taking a selfie in a very friendly pose.

Syifa snorted while throwing her face. Take out his phone and take a selfie. After a few thumbs up he decided to go back to the boat. Her feelings were quite hurt to see her husband's intimacy with another girl. With Zikra's attitude still concerned for Ayuniatara, he made her doubt Zikra's love for her.

Zikra immediately left Ayuniatara when he saw Syifa already sitting on the boat.

"Ngapain wait for people who are still engrossed in making out, making a sore eye." said Syifa ketus without seeing Zikra's face.

"Are you angry with me?"

"Gapain angry? After all, the one in your heart remains she is not me." Syifa voice sounded trembling. Somehow his chest felt tight and sad as he enveloped his feelings. His bowed face covered his eyes that were getting wet and continued to fill the eyes.

Zikra could not hear Syifa's words. Because when Syifa said it coincided with the sound of the engine that had just turned on the owner of the boat. He was just silent trying to guess what his wife had just said.

Under a large umbrella with a rainbow pattern, a round wooden table and wooden chairs located at the back of the inn, is where Agra chose to enjoy lunch with Aini, Ayuniatara, Zikra and Syifa, respectively, after you have finished walking around by boat.

"Said there is an office event, why did Mbak just come senirian anyway?" agra was suspicious.

"Yeah. No, there are friends of the office who will come too. Maybe they'll be there soon."

"Yes?"

"Hmm." Ayuniatara nodded her head.

Agra did not immediately believe the words of his cousin sister. From earlier he felt something was wrong with the girl called Tara Mbak. Even now he began to doubt his love story with Zikra, after seeing how the man tried to avoid Ayuniatara, and just kept approaching Syifa.

Agra did not know what was the connection between Syifa and Zikra. His old friend hasn't told me much about it. All this time all she knew was the matter of Syifa having been betrothed by a man she had not known since childhood.

Could Zikra be the one?

Agra saw Syifa, Zikra and Ayuniatara in turn. His mouth was still chewing softly on the food that had been milled by his teeth.

"Syif, I just remembered, you really like oyster sauce shrimp, right?" he said melting the ice that had happened for a while. "look at it! I've deliberately asked the best chef here to make this nyiapin special for elo." Agra brought the plate closer with the yummy tyrant-sauce shrimp, making people look at it. "gue bribe, yes!"  he continued to lift a spoon that had been filled with shrimp covered in oyster sauce.

Syifa was shocked. His gaze rubbed with Zikra, shaking his head slowly as if explaining, that it was not of his own accord.

Ayuniatara smiled happily, feeling the way her cousin's sister approached Syifa as a voluntary aid to smooth out her plans.

Aini pias's face saw the closeness of the man she had long suspected with her own sister-in-law. He involuntarily gripped tightly onto his spoon and fork as if he wanted to break it into two pieces.

Zikra chews slowly the food in her mouth. His chest rumbled watching with his own eyes, his beloved wife being teased by another guy. If not Agra the guy Aini is liking, he has since landed a raw bogeman into the face of the rancid boy.

"Come, open your mouth!" agra's decree pointed the spoon in her hand at Syifa's mouth. "a..."

Syifa glanced at Aini's face that looked crimson. It seemed that the girl was furious at him, for having captured Agra's attention.

Suddenly Zikra turned Agra's hand, until a spoon filled with shrimp into his mouth. Quickly************ is up.

Aini, Ayuniatara and Syifa were shocked. They all know that Zikra is allergic to shrimp. His body will be itchy and red accompanied by red spots on the surface of his skin.

"Mas Zikra likes it too?" the little grin on Agra's lips felt innocent.

"Well, no papa?" aini asked frantically as she touched her brother's shoulder.

"No." he shook his head slowly. Resisting the changes that were happening inside his body.

Ayuniatara gulped his saliva with great difficulty. He is very worried that something will happen to Zikra, after remembering the event of dinner at Surya's house some time ago.

"Aura, you know what? About Syifa in Junior High." Agra diverts the conversation. His face seemed to remember that time.

Aini turned towards Agra with a cold look.

"Then, Syifa was very famous. You know why?"

"Elo, what the hell, Gra?" sela Syifa did not feel good to Zikra who was secretly looking at him sharply. "elo do not have to talk about problems that have passed, already stale to know!"

"No more papa, Syif."

Syifa who was sitting flanked by Agra and Ayuniatara, looked at Zikra with mixed feelings. She wanted to run to her husband whose face slowly changed. Symptoms of allergies gradually began to appear on the surface of the skin of his hands.

Aini gave Zikra drinking water while stroking her back affectionately.

Zikra sipped it slowly.

"Syifa is famous because she is still a child has been betrothed to her parents. Hahaha," continued Agra accompanied by a crisp laugh. "is it like Siti Nurbaya aja? Therefore, we used to often menggeledekin her, if her future husband will be as old as Datuk maringgi, her anus is small and weak like Enoki mushrooms. Hahaha ..." the guy laughed again.

Suddenly Zikra choked. Whether intentionally or not the water still in his mouth spurted right on Agra's face.

Suddenly the laughter of the handsome, rancid boy came to a halt. He was silent for a moment before rubbing his wet face.

"Sori-sori, I didn't intentionally." Zikra apologized immediately and then was petrified.

Ayuniatara helped clean her cousin's sister's face with a tissue.

"Agra, elo don't you, right?" syifa did not mean to pay attention. But his attitude was interpreted differently by Zikra and Aini.

"De, Aa's going to the room" said Zikra coldly. He left his seat. His body seems weak. Several times his hands were seen clutching his thigh to endure the pain that began to strike all over his body.

"Zik, I'll take you." Syifa shuffled from her chair.

"No need!" sergeant Aini ketus. "all this is because of elo. I'll do the same calculation elo."

Syifa fell silent at Aini's words with a threatening tone. This time his brother-in-law looked very serious.

"Fatir, I'm helping you." Ayuniatara immediately addressed Zikra without hesitation. He silently looked back while smiling cynically at Syifa.

Syifa's tears fell unapologetically. But hurriedly there considering the allergy suffered by Zikra has spread almost all over his body. Without hesitation he asked Agra for help to go buy medicine.

From the window of Aini's inn room and Ayuniatara witnessed the togetherness of Syifa and Agra. Of course Ayuniatara did not waste the opportunity to burn the flames of jealousy in Aini's heart.

Zikra chose to lay her body on the bed, rather than hearing the chatter of two girls who were still staring out the window. Although in his heart he was disappointed Syifa was not with him at the moment.

Aini prevented Syifa from entering the room to meet Zikra. Without further ado, he slapped Syifa when he was back with Agra. The flames of jealousy that had burned his heart shut his eyes and ears.

"Basar women don't know themselves! Women are not right!" hardiknya. "should from the beginning I let you run away on the elo anniversary day with me. So that you can be satisfied chasing every guy who has been elo-teased."

"But, Ni. I'm just like Agra, there's no papa. We're just doag friends, nothing more." Syifa tried to explain while enduring the pain in her cheek while squeezing the medicine pack she had just bought for Zikra.

"Aura, you can't overdo it like that. I'm the same Syifa is an old friend. He's my best friend." Typal Agra hopes Aini can accept the reason. "again, between us there is no relationship. I just assumed we were good friends. So, please stop blaming Syifa."

"Enough Agra!" pekik Aini. His heart was deeply broken hearing Agra's honest confession. It turned out that all this time his love was just clapping one hand. Her heart was torn apart was very painful.The tears of her eyes fell unbearably. "sorry, it turns out I've mistaken all your kindness and attention all along." her voice trembled.

"Agra, why don't you accept Aini to be your girlfriend anyway? This is beautiful and kind. Than to be with an authentic girl who doesn't know herself and her status." Ayuniatara was trying to become a defender who sided with Aini. But who would have thought even made him fish in murky water. "you should stay away from such a girl. Don't be pretentious as if you're in love with her."

"Mister Tara, I know what good Mommy means. But, please stop the hypocrisy of Ma'am." pinta Agra was fed up with the hypocrisy of her cousin's sister. "Mak Tara and Aura. I knew Syifa long before you knew her. He's a good kid. Not what you're accusing of." And, honestly I have to admit, if I really fell in love with Syifa. Even since we were in Junior High." Agra's confession made Syifa and Aini wide-eyed.

"Agra?" Syifa could not believe hearing it.

"Sorry, Syifa. But what I'm talking about is true. Sorry, I don't mean to disturb your relationship with anyone. This is the reality that I have been watching." Agra smiled bitterly.

Kreeks! The sound of the door opening. Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the voice. Not long after, Zikra came out of the room and dragged her suitcase. His face looked lethargic and terrible due to allergies that had dominated his skin.

"De, we go home." he said. "we should go home soon. The holidays are over." glanced at Syifa coldly.

"Mazan ..."

"Don't go near me again!" sergeant Aini gets in the way with his hands. "elo better get away from my Aa."

"But, Ni. Zikra is my husband, I'm entitled ..."

"Enough!" snapped it.

Syifa was just crying helplessly.

Zikra flinched with a cold look.

Aini immediately dragged her suitcase out leaving the inn. Having previously had time to say thank you and apology to Agra for his attitude and feelings so far. Then take Zikra away with him.

Agra pulled Ayuniatara's arm as she was about to come with them away. He violently dragged his cousin's sister away leaving Syifa alone.

Shifa's cries broke out lamenting her abandoned fate.

Zikra ... Why the hell, you don't believe me? I'm the same Agra never had any relationship. We are friends. Forever it will be just like that. Because in my heart there is only you. You are for ever ....

　

　

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