OUR LOVE IS NOT THEIR LOVE
CKBC 22
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"Safira doesn't believe in Seto."
"Good dong. Then you believe me?" ask Troy with pede.
"Not really."
"What's that?"
"Yes dong kak. Sapphira only believed in Allah. If Fira believes in you, it means shirk." Troy was silent for a moment, digesting Safira's words just now. He also laughed shortly.
"Jeez Firaaa. You're in a situation like this can still joke ya."
"Troy's sister was serious."
"Then talking about something important to a special person must be serious, Fir."
"But at this time brother Troy only chatted with Fira. So don't be too serious"
Geez, this child really does not understand or pretend not to understand anyway? troy's mind was anxious to hear Sapphira's words. You're special to me, Fir.
"Can't I have a serious conversation with you?" troy fishing
"In the cave, cold air, do not take seriously. It's good to be taken in joking so it doesn't feel like spending time here."
"But I want to have a serious conversation with you, Fir." Troy is not giving up
So why am I not me anymore? ask Fira in my heart.
"Hahaha. Troy could. Serious conversation with junior. Fira mah doesn't understand anything, brother."
"But I think you understand religion better than I do."
"Especially religious affairs, Fira understood nothing. Fira only understands what it takes."
"Including teaching? Yesterday I heard you exemplify how to read a verse to children. Your voice is good" praise Troy sincerely. Actually, this isn't a gumbal. Fira's voice when reading the Qur'an verse is good and touching.
"Wouldn't you teach me to njai?"
"Ah, that's normal, brother. Maybe because Troy's brother rarely listened to the tilawah, so Troy said Fira's voice was good. Angga's voice is also good when exemplifying adhan to them."
Why mention Angga anyway? troy's nagging in the heart.
"Sister Troy why not ask to be taught by brother Ilyas or mas Seto? They're also good at teaching her."
"Fir, why do you call Seto using the name mas? While you're calling me just a sis?" ask Troy doesn't like it. You jealous of your own best friend, Troy? ask her little heart.
"Soak habit."
"Why don't you try to get used to calling me Troy?" troy was absurd
"Eh. I mean Troy.....?" Safira sounded confused.
"Yes, I also want to be called mas. More friendly as it sounds?"
"Egypt? Does calling it mas sound more friendly?" Safira. "Son Troy is there."
Oh my god, the laughter was so good. This time I heard him laugh. His feet are sick. Fix, I fell in love with him.
"I also want to be called like Seto. Sounds intimate and shows that our relationship is closer than the rest." Sapphira again chuckled at Troy's words.
"Oh my goodness, Troy. Fira calls Seto mas like that for following Sinta and Santi. That's how they called her brother" Safira said after her laughter subsided. "Why did Troy want a friendly call anyway?"
"Because. eehmmm.. "Troy stuttered. Am I shooting at him now? What if rejected? Better to be rejected here, nobody knows.
"Fir, can I speak seriously to you?" Troy could not continue his words, a rumbling sound came from their stomachs. Both of them were silent and before long their laughter exploded.
"Hungry." They say the word at the same time. Their laughter exploded.
"It's almost 3pm."
"Oh Allah, I am almost past prayer time" Safira panicked. "Body earlier I still had time to perform dawn prayers, but because my feet hurt I have not prayed dzuhur. It's already want ashar. How's dong?"
Troy was silent at Sapphira's words. Great girl, in the cave who does not know where, feet are sick, but she still remembers praying. I don't remember praying at all.
"Your feet are sick, you don't have to pray, it's okay."
"Can't be so brother. Fira's feet are just sick. The rest of the body does not hurt."
"How is the wudhunya? His prayer? There's mukhena?"
"God willing, God can use the rain. Just shifted a little hand Fira can hold rain water for ablution. Prayers can sit. Can Fira ask for help?"
"What?"
"Please take Fira's mukena near where we met. Not far from here."
Before long Safira had been seen solemnly performing worship. Troy's been bothered to see it. In the corner of his heart he saw this. Truly a rare girl, whispered her heart.
"Sister Troy doesn't pray?" ask Fira after she finishes praying.
"Why jungles? I can use rain water. My clothes aren't so dirty, right? Not junub, is he?"
"Ju.. junub? Mean you? We didn't know about Fir." Back Safira chuckles amusedly.
"Oh my goodness Troy, Fira meant no junub for 'that'. But who knows if you've run out of 'dreams'," Safira lowered her voice when she said the last sentence.
Troy scratched his head awkwardly. It feels strange to talk about something like this in front of the girl he was expecting.
Eventually that day Troy gained additional knowledge from Sapphira regarding prayer and the problems associated with prayer. Of course this adds to Troy's admiration for the girl next to him.
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"Sir, what is it?" ask Yahya sir to Rahman who walked in front of him. They are still searching at the moment. The day has begun to twilight. The sun began to slip and soon darkness would cover the forest.
Even this time coupled with an experienced SAR team sent by the Linda oma. Apparently the news of the disappearance of Troy and one of their schoolgirls reached the ear of Linda.
Unmitigated, Broto participated in finding his stepson and students. Of course he did it as a form of responsibility as a father and principal.
Although Troy's attitude was always narrow to him, he could not stay silent to hear the news of Troy's disappearance. Not to mention Kemala who continuously cried for his eldest son. Even if Linda threatened to go alone lead the SAR team if Broto refused.
"Where is Yahya?"
"That's the one over there, the one by the big tree."
"That's goa. Our villagers no one dared to go there because it is said that the person who entered the cave was no one ever came out again" explained Mr. Rahman.
"How about we check the cave, sir?" tanya Ridho, head of the SAR team ruled by Broto.
"But, how about...."
"Sir, now is not the time to believe in such a myth. There are two lives at stake here" Ridho said, dispelling doubts about Rahman. "God willing, what is a myth will not happen."
Meanwhile in the cave, Troy and Sapphira sat side by side and fell asleep. Safira's head accidentally leaned against Troy's shoulder.
"ROY!"
"SAFIRA!"
Sayup-sayup sounds like their names are called. Troy woke up first and heard it. Just as he was about to stand up, then he realized his shoulder was used as a place to lean by a beautiful hijab girl who all day made him amazed. Instead of awakening Sapphira, Troy took this opportunity to look up at Sapphira's face.
I just found out that this girl's eyelashes are long and plump. Petite nose. Her lips.. Hush!. throw away your filthy thoughts Troy, the scolding of his little heart. This is not the time to think about such things.
"ROY!"
"SAFIRA!"
Again Troy heard voices calling their names. A cell phone to watch the clock. Oh shit, my phone battery's gone. He lifted his left wrist to look at his watch. All this was done slowly so as not to surprise Safira. The clock is 17:30. The atmosphere outside the cave was getting dark. How long did they sleep?
The voices are getting closer. Troy was sure it was the company that was looking for them. Troy looked back at Sapphira who was still in deep sleep. Slowly Troy raised his right hand and stroked the head of the veil-covered Sapphira. There was a warm feeling running down his chest as he touched Sapphira's head. Ah, what a taste is this. It's not unusual for me to touch a woman's head, but why is it different this time?
"Fira, wake up." This time Troy shook Safira's arm slowly. He did that many times. But the girl was really exhausted. Finally Troy ventured to hold Safira's hand and kissed the girl's back.
"Who are you?! What's yours?!" Sapphira stuttered as she felt something warm sticking to the back of her hand. Safira reflexively hit Troy on the back.
"Fir, it's me... Troy!"
"Troy?... Aaa.. Brother Troy?! What's Troy want? Don't mess around, brother, later Fira will shout let all the villagers come." Troy scratched his un-itchy head.
"Fir, where did you forget we were?" ask Troy softly. "We're in a cave in the middle of the woods!"
"Sister Troy don't fuck around. Don't take chances in the woods!"
"ROY!"
"SAFIRA!"
"You hear that, Fir? Someone's looking for us!"
Sapphira hurried to stand up, forgetting that her legs were hurting. As a result, he fell on the body of Troy who was still sitting.
"Sorry.no, I don't mean...." Both were equally surprised by the incident. For a moment the atmosphere became awkward.
"ROY!"
"SAFIRA!"
"WE'RE HERE!" Both shouted in a compact manner.
"Sir Yahya, there seems to be a voice from inside the cave. Let's go in there" said Ridho.
They were rescued and taken out of the forest. Safira whose leg was injured was carried on a stretcher. Shamed, Safira pretended to be asleep. Troy who was walking beside the stretcher was just smiling himself looking at it.
"Why? Embarrassed?" Safira. Troy chuckles.
"Not to be ashamed, you're hurt."
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