Ranums

ANATOLY RANUM

The beginning of the week is also the beginning of the story of two people who do not know each other. The day when a girl and a young man meet from different places and eventually bring beautiful seeds to their hearts. The brief meeting that morning, became the beginning of the growth of taste for two children Adam.

A village girl named Ranum, a lecturer at one of the private Kindergartens. Simple and friendly appearance. The life that is not always smooth for the sweet girl makes her an independent girl figure. Ever since his father left, he tried hard and always hard with whatever problems God gave. Just like today, because the words in the past that were thrown accidentally had to scratch a small piece of hope that was beautifully strung together with his dream now.

That morning, a young man came to Ranum village. A meeting that begins with misunderstandings, then presents an interest in the hearts of two different people of that type.

A car drove so slowly. Seen a young man driving the car was looking right and left like looking for an address, until he saw the figure of the girl walking in the opposite direction with the car he was riding.

Seeing Ranum who was walking casually, he immediately stopped the car and greeted who finally arrived at the main goal of asking where the children who were carrying out the duties of the campus to serve the community.

Zaviyar, a young man from the city who nicknamed the city of heroes. Profession as a young lecturer at one of the leading Universities of Surabaya. He came to Ranum village to meet students who were doing community service. One day after the students left for the village, Zaviyar followed and took her to a meeting with a girl from the village.

Zaviyar, which has a busy schedule on the day of departure for students, chose to follow on the next day. The goal is to see the preparation and programs that will be done by students during the service in the next few weeks.

Although it started with a regular chat, but the first meeting was enough to give a deep impression for Zaviyar. Curiosity and getting to know more about the figure of the girl he just met made him slightly change plans.

The conversation between Ranum and the young man finally ended by showing the place where the students who were carrying out the KKN were staying. Mr. Tomo, the village elder whose house is located next to the elementary school. In the youth house, the KKN students were accommodated.

Ranum immediately returned home after the young man's car passed leaving him. Without him realizing that the driver of the car is still paying attention to his steps through the rearview mirror in the car he is riding.

“Your old jacket, Nduk?” ask Mrs Ratih, Ranum's mother.

“Sorry, Mom. Someone asked where the children of KKN, it looks like he was left behind from the group and followed his friends here by himself.” Ranum explained to Mrs Ratih.

“Oh, so. Didn't think you didn't finish your report by Bu Sri.”

“Mboten, Mom. Insha Allah has everything sorted out, the same will be Bu Sri to be paid to the sub-district of his report.”

After breakfast and told Mrs Ratih that she wanted to rest at home after a few days of overtime. Ranum chose to go into the room and immediately lay down his body that was quite tired.

Mr. Ratih who was going to leave the house finally let his daughter rest. Very slowly Madam Ratih closed and locked the door so as not to disturb Ranum.

Ranum and Bu Ratih did become a private Kindergarten teacher in his village, in the same place not far from home. Ranum spent the day relaxing in the room until he fell asleep. Until when Mrs Ratih came home she did not know.

“Num, wake. Already this dzuhur. Pray first, eat constantly if you want to sleep again - nothing.” Bu Ratih tried to wake Ranum who was still asleep.

Ranum wriggled and tried to open his eyes even though it felt heavy.

“What time is this, Bu?”

“It's half an afternoon, cepet pray there.”

“Shortly, Mom. Ranum's eyes are hard to get this.”

“Wudhu’ there let the sleepiness disappear, eat it up. After that, if you want to sleep again is okay.”

“Iya, Mum.” Ranum got out of bed with a little shakiness to hold back his sleepiness.

Although outside Ranum is a firm and reliable figure in his work, but different when at home. He could not share the story or complain to Bu Ratih after his father's death, but in some ways he could not be separated from the role of Bu Ratih.

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The day changed and the sun had smiled with its charm to the world. But it turns out Ranum lost quickly, he woke up late when today he should have entered school. Like a sweep of the wind*****pick, he does everything so quickly. Until Bu Ratih repeatedly had to shake his head to see the behavior of the princess.

Ranum who rushed to school walked half a run down from the house. Ranum's house is located at the foot of the mountain until the road in the area is winding and up and down. So does the road to the sweet girl's house. His rapid steps made him unable to dodge the figure that suddenly came out from an invisible direction.

He accidentally hit someone walking in front of him. Ranum shook and hurriedly picked up the dropped phone belonging to the person he hit.

“Sorry, I'm not as-” His sentence was broken after realizing who the person he hit was.

“Oh, Mass. Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry that I didn't see the road" he continued, giving the young man a cell phone.

The young man only smiled knots while receiving the phone that Ranum gave him.

“Nothing, then you saw what if you did not see the road?” tanyanya friendly.

Ranum who was still a little shocked tried to calm down.

“I'm in a hurry, Mas. It was a little less focused road continued suddenly bumped Masnya, even though the feeling of no one passing by,” he said.

“Keep, you think I showed up suddenly like a ghost?”

“Sorry, that's not what I mean,” replied Ranum.

Ranum began to realize that the young man no longer uses the word ‘saya’ or call ‘Mbak’ on him like yesterday first met. Little wonder. His net was staring intently at the young man. However, there was no way he would ask the figure he had only met twice. Only a murmur in the heart kept wondering.

“Ya, already. Nothing, I'm sorry and you can continue your activities,” said the young man who saw Ranum's gaze full of investigation.

“Thank you and once again sorry. Come on, I'll go first. Assalamu'alaikum."

“Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Oh... wait a minute.”

Ranum's steps stopped and he turned back.

“What's up, Mas?” ask Ranum.

“My name is Zaviyar. As your apology, let me know your name.”

Ranum looked back at the young man he just knew with the same sharp eyes as before. His eyes narrowed and his forehead frowned.

“For what, Mas? Would you like to ask for compensation to me?”

“If you don't tell me your name, then I'll look for and ask for your damages. But if you tell me your name, then it is enough to replace my phone that has fallen earlier.”

The young man observed Ranum's appearance from top to bottom wearing his school uniform. A keki suit with a rectangular veil in an abstract pattern of gray-pink shades, and black work shoes wrapped his body from head to toe.

“I think it's easy to find you. From the appearance of course you are a teacher and in this area there are not many schools, so it is easy.” The young man said calmly but with great emphasis at the end of his sentence.

Ranum sighed hearing the young man's words.

‘Who is this young man? From his speech is not like a college boy, as it is ripe,’ murmured in the heart.

“How?” The young man's voice shocked Ranum.

“Ranum,” says Ranum briefly.

“Okey, Ranum. Don't talk to me formally. I think we're the same age so just relax when talking to me.”

‘What? Seumuran said? Hm…. Means still pantes dong I became a college boy.’ Ranum dialogue in heart with pride.

"Oh well, Mas. If nothing else, I'll excuse you. It's almost too late. Assalamu'alaikum." Ranum said quickly and walked away leaving the young man without waiting for another answer. The young man just smiled looking at Ranum who passed by just like that.

Ranum arrives at the school just as the entrance bell rings, he further accelerates his steps towards the office. The school is not large, only has four rooms with three classrooms and one room is used as an office.

School activities run as usual, as well as Ranum activities that are still struggling with school administration data both online and offline, both manual and that must be typed. That day Ranum had to print the data on the names of students requested by the local midwife, but the printer at his school was in trouble. He also had to go to the tsanawiyah school building to print the required data.

Tsanawiyah and TK buildings are close together so it is easy for Ranum to ask for help from Tsanawiyah. In the midst of his busyness that was printing data, suddenly heard some people say hello.

"Wa'alaikumussalam,” answered some teachers who were in the office.

"Oh, this is the KKN student? Come on, please come in." Mr. Ilyas as the headmaster invited in.

Ranum who is still serious about his work does not care about their arrival, he just tried to complete the task as soon as possible. Finished printing the required data, Ranum intends to immediately return to Kindergarten. But his steps will be stopped in the living room where KKN students and Ilyas sir are located.

"Mom, this is a student who KKN is here and this wants permission to help us at school. Maybe later can also help in TK,” said Mr. Ilyas.

"Oh yes, sir,” replied Ranum.

Ranum who was in a hurry seemed to forget his time. His eyes were fixed on a familiar figure. The figure of the young man who had been met twice. Youth with medium height for the size of men but have the ideal body shape and clean skin and a soothing face.

'Who is Zaviyar? Why doesn't he wear an alma mater like any other student?' whispers in the heart.

"Oh yes, and this .." Mr. Ilyas' speech was interrupted.

“Include, I'm Zaviyar. I am a lecturer who guides KKN students in this village.”

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