Ranums

MIRANDA ROSE

Like a flower-filled garden in spring, where all the flowers are in full color. Maybe that's how Ranum's heart when he heard the words spoken from the lips of the man who is now sitting in front of him.

Happy, definitely. Nervous, certainly. But, fear also lodged in the heart of the girl. It's not just him that's thought of if his relationship and Zaviyar fail halfway. However, Ranum thinks more about the feelings of the mother who will definitely be disappointed. He was still silent, like locked, unable to answer questions from Zaviyar.

"R. It is no longer time for us to play around with a relationship, just dating and then missing it. I'm serious about you."

Zaviyar's long breath was clearly heard in Ranum's ears. The shady-faced man took a drink and gulped it down.

"Quite you know, since our first meeting, I somehow felt interested in getting to know you better. And the more today this feeling gets stronger, Ra."

Ranum's getting riveted. His head bowed, his hands clasped the drink glass as if looking for a handle so as not to fall if it turns out it was just a dream.

"If the space in your heart is still empty, let me fill that space."

Zaviyar exhaled again. "You don't have to answer now, I'll wait until I'm sure."

"We're living everything according to the plot, I understand maybe for you this is too fast. But, hopefully you want to keep my heart for me," concluded Zaviyar.

Ranum was still lowered, there was no courage to look at the face of the man in front of him. He was afraid that he would be more nervous if the two neutrals were to clash with his interlocutor.

The sharp-eyed girl took in as much oxygen and exhaled it slowly. Try he ventured to raise his head, but when he realized Zaviyar was looking at him. Ranum looked away, avoiding the gaze of the handsome lecturer.

"Mas, don't look at why" said Ranum with flushed cheeks and intense glare from Zaviyar.

"Yes, you're talking if you don't want me to keep looking. You talked at length."

"I'm sorry, Mas .. I'm still afraid to infer this feeling. Fear of disappointment and ending up sick."

Ranum looked down again, playing his fingers to dampen the nervousness in the chest.

"But, I can't deny .. There's a sense of comfort every time I talk to you, Mas." Ranum's voice shook.

A smile was etched beautifully on Zaviyar's lips. His beautiful face was more charming due to the happy twinkle that emanated from the man's eyes. Although not clearly, but he quite understood the content of the girl in front of him.

"And the matters of the heart are not entirely ours. Allah is the owner of the heart, He is able to flip the heart at any time" Ranum continued.

"Yes, I know. But if we try to keep it by asking for His pleasure, God willing can."

The juice in front of Ranum was all over. He decided to order another drink. Because somehow the air that had been cool since, suddenly felt hot and made the girl want to drink as much.

"Don't think it's too heavy. Go through it first. For now just exchange news and stories so that we can get to know each other better," explained Zaviyar after Ranum returned.

"alright. I hope our decision wasn't wrong, Mom."

"Aamiin's."

A pretty tense conversation ended. There was a sense of relief in the hearts of the two men. Every now and then they lyrically interlock and throw smiles. The awkward atmosphere was so felt because of the previous chatter.

"It's not nervous yet" Zaviyar said with a smile.

Ranum was getting embarrassed, his cheeks turned red. However, he did not want to lose, he also retaliated.

"Yet ijab qobul was trembling." Ranum chuckled softly.

Zaviyar looked at Ranum seriously, making the sweet girl silent for a moment. But, soon after, Zaviyar smiled at the girl who had captured his heart.

The atmosphere that had been awkward, finally melted back. They managed to make the atmosphere relax again. No more nervous or tense faces. Smiles continued to be etched on each other's lips. Zaviyar asks Ranum something.

"May I know your friend in Malang yesterday?" ask Zaviyar.

Ranum picked up his phone which was inside the bag. Open inbox on facebook. He thrust the phone in front of Zaviyar and showed it.

"This is your friend?" asked Zavoyar with a frown.

Ranum nodded.

"So you know him in cyberspace?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So you want to meet?"

"Hmm."

Zaviyar who was worried about the innocence of Ranum who was willing to accept a meeting with foreign men in cyberspace was a little angry. In addition, jealousy re-emerged in his heart.

As a man, he did not deny if the man on Facebook shown it was quite attractive with an athletic body and a masculine face.

Many things Zaviyar said to Ranum, reminding Ranum to be more careful in making friends what else is a virtual world friendship. But, Ranum did not accept to be considered an innocent girl who did not know anything. He defended himself and there was another debate between the two.

"Oh Allah, Ra. What if he's not good?"

"He's good, Mom."

"Know where he's good?"

"Yesterday at the time."

"Have you met once and dared to conclude he's good?"

"What's the difference between knowing you, Mom? We met once, too."

"But initially met directly first, then continued chat. Lah, this is ...?"

An irritated Ranum stood up from his seat, snatching the phone in Zaviyar's hand and the bag next to him. He walked away from Zaviyar who was still looking at him in wonder and called out his name.

Ranum did not care about the call of the ideal man and continued walking towards his motorcycle parking.

"Ra, where are you going?"

Ranum turned around for a while.

"home. Dingy. Mas Zaviyar was a little angry, like a pe 'em 'em." Ranum walked back to leave Zaviyar.

Zaviyar also stood up and followed Ranum's steps, not wanting to make a fuss in that place. He tries to control his emotions so that there is no misunderstanding again just because of small things.

Arriving at the motorcycle parking lot, Zaviyar holds Ranum's motorbike and retrieves the key that has been issued. He looked at the girl. A calm face was shown in front of the girl who was now sitting on the motorbike. Ranum glanced at him briefly, then looked away.

"Who's angry?"

"Yes, sorry. I'm just worried about you."

Ranum took a breath and let it out slowly. There was a sense of joy in hearing the man worry about himself. All this time, only Bu Ratih was the only person who worried about him. But, now there is another figure who is also paying attention and worrying about it.

"God willing, I can take care of myself. You do'ain that I may always be protected by God."

"definitely. I always do'ain you" said Zaviyar.

Both of them throw smiles. There was a sense of calm in each other's hearts because now they knew that the taste in their hearts was avenged. Although there is currently no bond, but in fact their hearts have been linked.

"In addition to taking care of yourself .. do not forget to take care of the heart," Zaviyar chanted with a hopeful smile.

"God willing," replied Ranum steadily.

They talked again before finally deciding to go home, because the day began late in the afternoon. Zaviyar finally started walking away from Ranum towards the car park. However, not so far away between the two, there was the sound of a man calling Ranum's name.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Num," said the man who had just arrived in the parking lot.

Zaviyar who heard that, immediately stopped his steps and turned his back to see who was greeting the girl of his heart.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Hi, Al. How are you?" Ranum seemed enthusiastic about welcoming the man, unaware that Zaviyar was watching him.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. You alone?"

"Thank God, as you see now."

"How's Mom doing?"

Hearing the man ask about Mrs Ratih, Zaviyar again walked towards Ranum and approached her who was currently busy talking to a man.

"Alhamdulillah is healthy," Ranum replied to the man beside her.

"Not married yet?"

Getting the question, Ranum simply replied with a smile. Then Zaviyar's voice shocked the two.

"Lho, Mas Zav hasn't picked up his car yet?" ask Ranum.

"Wait for you."

The man beside Ranum looked in surprise at the figure of Zaviyar who looked familiar with the sharp-eyed village girl. His forehead was wrinkled, his netra scanned the figure of a young man from the city of Surabaya from head to toe. Then, he glanced at Ranum by gesturing to ask.

"Oh, yeah. Kenalin, Mas. This is my old school friend Aldi, he used to play at home, already like a brother."

Aldi extended a hand.

"And this is Mas Zaviyar, my friend."

Instantly Zaviyar turned his head and looked at Ranum with an incomprehensible look. Then, Zaviyar welcomed Aldi's hand. The two shook hands and introduced themselves.

"Wow, you're getting sip. Quit saying more steady." Ranum said to Aldi.

"You have it, Num. How did you never meet or meet other friends?"

"Rarely, most met accidentally. But, if the same Mbak Ismi still quite often met. Sometimes we make a deliberate appointment to get out together."

"Oh, that's fine. Your number is still the same, right?"

Zaviyar who is among them is like being forgotten by Ranum. He only listened to the two friends talk without even interrupting. Although the look on his face was a little upset, but he tried to stay calm.

"still. Last time you called me, that was my number."

"okkey. I call you sometime."

Ranum held up his thumb. Aldi was keen to meet someone in the pujasera. Zaviyar was still standing behind Ranum who was busy wearing a helmet.

"Lho, is Zav still standing here?"

Zaviyar snorted in annoyance. Ranum turned around, looking at the face of the man who was now standing opposite him.

"Are you, Mas Zav?" ranum said with great emphasis.

"So .. I'm just a friend to you?"

"God willing, is that why Mas Zav is upset again?"

No answer from Zaviyar. His eyes no longer looked at Ranum.

"Dating' isn't going to happen, Mas. Said prospective husband. What am I going to say if not friends?"

"Yes, add a little, you can."

"Add what?" Dahi Ranum crinkled with a sign of not understanding Zaviyar's intentions.

"Friends close."

Ranum's smile expanded perfectly, his eyes sparkling with Zaviyar's answer. He turned and got on his bike.

"This is who's girl? How come that's a little angry? Very sensitive, sir,"redek Ranum.

Zaviyar was upset.

"Mas, let's go home. It's late afternoon, we haven't prayed ashar. Don't be angry anymore, I still take care of my heart anyway," Ranum persuaded with his best smile.

Zaviyar who heard Ranum's words and saw the cute girl's smile finally melted, and immediately headed towards the car park to return to Ranum village. But, just two steps, Ranum's murmur again made him turn his head.

"But I don't know who it is for."

"Ma."

"Hehehe. Yes, yes, Mas. Kidding." Two fingers forming the letter V are shown Ranum with a wide smile that shows his teeth.

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