Ranums

RECONNAISSANCE ARMORY

Dusk replaces solar on the western horizon. I saw the Adhan heard in every corner of the village. Ranum rushed to the bathroom to take ablution, preparing to pray. Bu Ratih followed Ranum to the prayer place after ablution. Bersama’ah prayers are performed at home as usual, just the two of them. After the prayer and teaching, as is often done, Ranum went into the room and opened his laptop to do his job. While Bu Ratih finished praying immediately went to jama’ah group yasinan Mothers.

Ranum starts to open the file that must be done, Ranum several times saw his phone. Undeniably, he wished Zaviyar had contacted him. Not wanting to dissolve in daydreams, the girl returned to her duties. Feeling a little tired. Not only because of his duties, but also because the expected ones never appear. Finally, Ranum opened his long unopened social media to slightly kill saturation. Just opening the facebook application, the number one appears in the right corner of the Facebook application indicates there is an inbox that is coming in. The girl opened it, seen a photo of two men by the name of Arvin.

[Hi. May Iknow?] Ranum opened the Inbox from an account called Arvin.

[Hey] Reply Ranum.

the Ainbox that was answered briefly.

After replying to the inbox, Ranum immediately exited the app and refocused on his task. Just a few minutes, a notification appeared on his phone screen. Ranum quickly picked it up, but unfortunately the look on his face turned disappointed because it was not a message from the expected person.

[Meet me, I'm Arvin. If you know whose name you are?] Inbox from the guy on facebook with Arvin's account.

[My name is on the profile]

[Ranum?]

[Yes]

Ranum quickly exits the app before the man replies to his inbox again. He tried to focus on the job again. However, the same is the case with Zaviyar across there who imagined the figure of Ranum. The village girl, too, either felt it was right or wrong but she could not avoid it.

There was a strong push from within that made him want to get to know Zaviyar, but on the other hand he was afraid to expect more from the man he thought was almost perfect. Ranum tried to dispel the feeling so as not to thrive in the heart, fear of disappointment that is so great always appears whenever his heart flowers when getting attention from Zaviyar even though it is limited to chat. Logic says to avoid, but the heart refuses. His fingers always move faster to reply to Zaviyar chat than his logic to just think.

Ranum was still staring at the laptop screen in front of him when the Isya’ adzan sounded. He went from sitting down to pray first before continuing the task. Upon completion, return to check the files on the laptop that must be completed immediately. He no longer wants to think more deeply about Zaviyar, let time alone answer because God knows best. In the midst of seriousness revise some reports, back vibrating phone and visible chat notifications whatsapp, but the cute girl is still focused on the screen of her laptop. Because I no longer want to hope and then be disappointed. After a few minutes, Ranum picked up his phone and opened his chat.

[Assalamu’alaikum] Message from the money man has been waiting for. With a smile on his back, his fingers were so agile as to move over the flat object screen.

[Wa’alaikumussalam]

[Why, Ra?]

[Revised the report, Mom]

[Oh. What, is something difficult?]

[No. There is only a slightly changed format, for the content in my opinion is still the same]

[Hmm... don't need help dong?]

[God willing]

Quiet, long enough no more chat. Ranum who did not want to fall deeper began to resist his desire to provoke chat. However, apparently the opponent also did not want to stop just like that.

[Did?]

[Yes, Mom]

[Well asleep?]

[Not yet]

[Diem's kok?]

[Who did I say?]

[Well, did you just not chat anymore?]

[Well, I did reply]

[That's doang?]

[ Would you like? ]

[Yes, how is that]

[Where, how?]

[However]

[Mas Zaviyar what else?]

[Chat you]

The short answer made Ranum's heart like jumping up and down.

‘Ranum, come! No need for ge er! It's just doang. He could have said your chat but actually came out the same, you don't know either. It's just a chat, Ranum. It was just a chat, ' whispered Ranum in heart.

Ranum, who was still unable to control his heartbeat, lost focus again. Not only with his duties, but also on the reply he had to send to Zaviyar.

[Ranum?]

[Reply again]

The mobile phone that vibrated in his hand made Ranum jerked from his daydream. Two Zaviyar messages have come in because of Ranum who never replied.

[Yes, I'm sorry from behind] Ranum said.

[Oh, kirain was left asleep]

[Mas Zaviyar is not tired of what was out of campus?]

[No, there is a cure]

[What?]

[There's] a smiley emoticon coming after him.

[For dong recipes, I also need]

[Well, are you tired?]

[Yes]

[Capek why?]

[Yes, the report revision. Yesterday was overtime, eh is still a revision]

[Here, here I give you medicine]

[What is the cure, Mom?]

[You don't know?]

[If you know what the name is] The pouty emoticons accompany Ranum's message.

[Well, I don't know, anyway]

[Mas Zaviyar didn't tell me, how would I know?]

[Look at me, Ra]

[Kok, so Mas Zaviyar was disappointed? It should be me]

[You really don't know?]

[Oh Allah, it's again. What the hell?]

[R A H A S I A!]

Ranum just replied with a sad emoticon.

[Self do not know]

[Kok, was it my fault? If anyone doesn't know it, he says he wants to help if I need help. What is it really? Just asked so doang, even the secret of everything] Ranum raved in his chat to Zaviyar.

[For this one I don't want to help, let alone tell. Just guess yourself]

[Yes what?]

Ranum did not reply, between happy and upset to fight so one in his heart. He was happy to be able to joke with Zaviyar, but was also upset by the attitude of the young lecturer who played a secret to him.

‘Hey, Ranum why are you upset? Who are you making him? Do you deserve to be upset with him just because he doesn't speak honestly with you? What right are you? It is up to him to be honest kek, want the secrets of confidentiality, not your business!’ Ranum was arguing with himself again.

[Did?]

[Hmmm]

[Toggle?]

[No]

[But, what's diem?]

[Sleep, Mom. Go to sleep]

[All right, good night. Assalamu’alaikum]

[Wa’alaikumussalam]

“Udah, just that? Fucking boys! Not very sensitive," grumbled Ranum.

“But, wait. Why am I upset too? Conscious dong, Num! Who are you? You're nobody to him.” Ranum is self-sucking.

After the chat closed, Ranum was no longer interested in continuing his work. He chose to close the laptop, put the dresser on the table and then go back to bed and lay down the body there. His eyes stared at the simple ceiling of the room, his mind glaring far away at the thought of what he had just done. Ranum's room wasn't big enough. Only able to accommodate one small size bed, dresser, bookshelf attached to the wall, and wardrobe that is also not large. Long enough pensive, until the two neutrals are no longer able to withstand drowsiness and he fell asleep with the mind still raging.

***

Cigarettes began to sound, the sound of the dawn prayer broke the silence. Ranum blinked, slowly opened his eyes and immediately went to the bathroom and prepared to fulfill the obligation, prostrating to the Khalik. After completing the obligation, he immediately helped his mother clean the house and cook and prepared to go to school.

Arriving at school, Ranum welcomes the children who come before they enter the class. Then, he and other teachers led and accompanied the children to do morning gymnastics before starting the next activity in the classroom. Gymnastics was over, the children lined up neatly in front of the class and entered one by one. Ranum, whose job is to deal more with data and reports, must be in front of a 14” square screen when other teachers enter the class.

Ranum, who is still busy with revision reports, occasionally looks at his phone. Somehow that day he was so hopeful that Zaviyar sent a message as usual after what happened last night.

“Ih, you guys. That's why there's no news. Yesterday he always asked for a message, now he says it. Just a little snooping has run away, wrong he also did not tell you," said Ranum.

“Ah, why are you, Num? You are also the ge-er-an, just know already expect a lot. Ngaca, ngaca dong you it.” Ranum is still nagging to himself.

Until the school hours were over, not a single message from Zaviyar was received. Ranum came home with a crumpled face, not tired because of work but a heart that does not know itself to expect something that is not necessarily certain. Arriving at home, Ranum immediately performed prayers then lunch.

“Why you? His face is like paper out in a crumb?” ask Mrs Ratih.

“Capek, Mom," call Ranum.

“Yo wes, mop up the meal keep resting.”

“Nggeh, Bu.”

After eating, he headed to the room. In the room, Ranum could not rest in peace. His mind went nowhere, as if it could no longer be controlled by him. The indistinct uneasiness irritated him himself and eventually reopened Facebook. Again, he saw his Facebook login message.

[I'm a real lame, if you're real where?] The message came from Arvin's account.

Ranum sighed reading the two messages, then his fingers slowly began to type in a reply.

[I'm Pasuruan. Which one are you so bad?] Ranum replied to Arvin's message.

After replying to the message, Ranum surfed trying to find an account with the name “Zaviyar.” I don't know what made him do that, but his fingers just typed Zaviyar's name in the search field. However, unfortunately he who only knows nicknames, can not find an account with a name that now dominates his mind. Back to the disappointment that was found. Because until then, the man from the hero city did not give or ask Ranum.

Ranum wanted to leave Facebook, but before he pressed the button, there was a message he received from Arvin's account.

[Oh, Pasuruan. I'm Malang City. Which pasuruan? Near square?]

[No. I'm not in Pasuruan City, but Regency]

A reply is sent and Ranum immediately presses the exit button.

***

Evening arrived, the sun that had all day ruled the cakarawala, now replaced by the moon. Ranum who was still hoping, countless times he took the phone and put it back. The awaited message never appeared on the phone, his heart was increasingly worried. There is anger, worry, and of course longing. Occasionally Ranum opens a chat with Zaviyar, typing word by word. However, he removed it and kept repeating like that.

“Ah, I did chat him first? Be ashamed. Yes, if he's happy, if not?” Ranum dropped his body on the bed.

“Mas, why are you? Angry because last night or why? You're all right, right?” Ranum spoke while staring at his phone.

That night, Ranum, who could not control logic, did not touch his work as usual. He simply lay in bed holding a cell phone and sometimes rolled with a blanket or pillow and bolted into the target of a fist filled with annoyance, which he himself did not know to whom he was upset. The scene finally stopped as his sharp eyes could no longer compromise.

***

The morning prayer rang, Ranum was still asleep until Mrs Ratih went into her room and woke up.

“Num, it's dawn. Tumben is not awake.” Mrs Ratih rubbed Ranum's arm.

Ranum squirmed, grabbing the phone looking at the clock on his phone screen.

“Astaghfirullohal'adhimiim. Sorry, ma'am," he said.

“Ya already, quickly grab wudhu. Mom wait.”

Mrs Ratih came out of the room which Ranum followed. As usual, they collaborate to complete their respective home tasks before leaving for school. The mother and child leave together and carry out activities at school according to their respective duties and obligations.

“Still the same," Ranum said on his phone screen.

“Hmmm...” Ranum sighed.

Ranum who did not want to waste his time again, immediately opened the laptop and continued the work that was delayed overnight because the mind was floating unclear. Ranum swiftly completed the task and immediately scored it.

He checked the results of his work before being paid to the district. While busy with all that, Ranum's phone shook. Ranum who was from yesterday was anxious, without being commanded his hand quickly grabbed the phone.

[Assalamu’alaikum] Ranum's smile expands reading the message he received.

His fingers were so excited to type the reply to the message, but not finished typing, a message back in.

[Waituin huh?] The smile emoticons that seemed to have three teeth lined up next to the message Ranum received.

[No]

[Times?]

[Yes]

[That's why, until you forget to say hello?] This time the laughing emoticon launched Zaviyar on his message.

“Aduh, Ranum. How can I forget?” Ranum rubbed his face with both hands.

[Yes, besides Mas Zaviyar. Message one has not been answered, have sent another message] Ranum gave an excuse.

[That, huh?]

[Hmmm]

[Not waiting?]

[Yes]

[Oh, yes]

Ranum stared at his phone with his mouth slightly open while reading Zaviyar's last reply.

“Udah is that?” said Ranum who was still staring at his phone.

“Nyebelin!”

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