Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

I'm Going Home

With morning flights Zikra and Syifa depart to Halim Perdana Kusuma international airport, Jakarta. Then, picked up by Mang Ucup, Zikra's personal driver, they continued their journey home. But the intended house is not an old house located in the city of Bekasi. But the house that can be considered new because it has not even reached one year Zikra bought it in Jakarta.

Zikra deliberately chose the house. Not without reason. In addition to larger, it can certainly accommodate many people. Zikra had secretly thrown a surprise party for Syifa's return after she was pronounced dead. But not rising from the grave, because the dead at that time was not Syifa but Syifa's campus friend, Hani.

Zikra could not prepare the party himself. Because he was busy picking Syifa back home. So, the responsibility was taken over by Surya with the help of his wife, children, besan and friends Syifa and Zikra.

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At Zikra's house the people had gathered with all the preparations arranged by Surya assisted by the EO. The man who is sturdy and fit at his age who is no longer young, was forced to hire EO services because he was not satisfied with the work of the people around him. He wanted the Syifa welcoming party to be made as efficient as possible.

Surya was the first to know Syifa was still alive, besides Zikra and his men. He was very happy when he heard the news delivered by Derry yesterday. Said Syifa was alive, and Zikra was going to pick her up. To cause Zikra could not attend the wedding ceremony itself. But the man did not tell anyone during the event. He purposely let the invited guests speculate on the whereabouts of Zikra who was out of nowhere at the time. He also had the heart to let Ayuniatara endure his own sadness. And he was very happy when his business rival, Haryanto Atmaja was held by the authorities.

The people considered important to Syifa were invited. Starting from both Syifa's parents and her sister who had missed her so far. Nadya is Syifa's best friend. Don't miss Bonang and Rifa'i. Although not a friend of Syifa, but the two young men are friends of Zikra who must also feel the same happiness. Not to forget Mama Dio and Dio who have been part of the journey of Syifa and Zikra during the household. For Aini and Mama still nongol yes, although both are not part of the most important people Syifa. Because the existence of the two did not escape the force of Surya.

The surprise party. So the focal point of the decoration is a fairly spacious middle space and can accommodate many people. Also the bedrooms of Syifa and Zikra are made like bridal beds. While the living room is deliberately not decorated so as not to be flashy.

A happy face stares anxiously out the window. They can hardly wait for the arrival of the one who is missed. Especially Mother and Father. Those two people who looked the most agitated. Surya many times provide motivation so that they can behave more calmly.

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"Kok, we're coming back here anyway?" ask Syifa did not look like when the car that brought him entered the gate of the house. "why not go home to Bekasi?"

"Why?" zikra asked, "do you not like this house?"

"It's not like that..." Syifa seemed hesitant to express her feelings.

"Yes, if you don't like it, tomorrow I tell Derry to sell the house."

"Not that time either, Zik..."

"What do you want then?"

"I don't want anything, just miss our old house. I miss the neighborhood. Well, even like sebel same mothers who like gosipin others. We have also been their stuff. But, I still feel comfortable there." Syifa explained his heart.

Zikra just grunted softly. Then get out of the car after stopping right in front of his porch. After that he opened the car door for Syifa. His right hand was immediately greeted with Syifa's left hand.

"Welcome back to our home, baby." said Zikra softly.

Syifa smiled broadly as she clenched Zikra's arm.

"Thank you..."

"Thank you for that?" zikra's search dried her eyes flirtatious.

"Ihh..." Syifa bought her eyes while elbowing Zikra's waist. "don't be weird..."

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Everyone inside the house hurriedly searched for a place to hide. The surprises they make are more interesting. With the exception of Bi Asih, Zikra's domestic assistant. The woman opened the door for her employer.

"Miss.." screeched Bi Asih after being stunned for a few seconds. The woman almost fainted to see the figure who had been declared dead due to an accident a few months ago.

The middle-aged woman was very surprised by the appearance of Syifa who had died a few months ago. Not just watching and hearing the news on electronic media. He even took the body of his master to his final resting place. Tears began to pour from her eyes.

"God willing... Is this really a mistress?" Bi Asih turned his head towards Zikra as if confirming the truth that was before his eyes. "Den Zikra's..."

"True Bi, this is Syifa. Syifa is alive."

"But that time..." Bi Asih hung up his sentence, unable to continue.

"Yes Bi. But at that time, the story was long. Cannot be explained now. Because Syifa had to rest immediately." refuted Zikra directly brought Syifa in.

Bi Asih was still stunned in front of the main door. He felt like he was between a dream and reality. What astonished him the most was the distended stomach on Syifa. I don't know what happened...???

Stopit! Stopit! Do not interfere in the affairs of others. Moreover, that person is your own master. The Inner whisper of Bi Asih. Then followed his master inside.

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Suddenly Syifa was surprised by the beautiful decoration in the living room, which she would pass through as she headed for the room. The wall with the covering cloth dangled onto the floor. In the middle of the sentence, "WELCOME BACK SYIFA." The writing is made of balloons in the form of capital letters in dark blue. The flowers that adorn the walls.

"What's this show, Zik?" syifa asked confused. "kok, there are wall hangings like that?"

Zikra smile. Then flicking a finger gave the code to all those who were hiding immediately revealed the trunk of each nose.

Unknown and unison them out.

"Welcome back Syifa.." they said compactly. Then applauded.

Syifa was moved to see everyone present. I never thought I would get a surprise like this. Her tears were staring at the people who cared about her all this time.

"Hi, everyone. I'm home." Syifa's voice was soft.

Seriate...

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