Ranums
THE WAR MAD
Ranum glanced at the watch in his hand, the time showing 09.05 WIB. The message he received from the person he was waiting for made him both happy and annoyed.
He again thought of starting a conversation with the figure of the man across there. Ranum is confused between embarrassed to start but the heart still wants to talk to the heart thief, Zaviyar.
Ranum finally ventured to start his chat with Zaviyar again, a message was launched. Not waiting long, replies were received and the chatter continued with a flowering feeling.
[Did?]
[Alem, Mom?]
Some time there is no answer, making Ranum wrong his own behavior.
“Aduh ... Ranum, I replied e kok so se?” Ranum patted his head.
Want to delete, but look two blue ticks that indicate the message has been read.
[Next week God willing I will go to your village again. Can we meet?]
Ranum's heart beat cheerfully knowing that Zaviyar would return to visit his village.
[God willing]
[Coc? You don't want to see me again?]
[It wasn't so, Mom. We are human beings who can only plan, in the end God also determines. Now we can plan to meet, but don't know later]
[Oh, yes. Kirain]
[What circuit?]
[Nothing]
They again collided with a mild joke, until Ranum was upset again by Zaviyar.
[That's a cramming]
[No. Who is also snoring?]
[Mother teacher Ranum ..] With one emoticon thinking.
Realizing he did not know Ranum's full name, Zaviyar disconnected his message and asked the village girl's full name.
[Ranum Nasha Razita]
[Beautiful name]
[His name is beautiful?]
[Sweet one]
Ranum's cheeks blushed reading the short message, it was inconceivable how it would be if Zaviyar said that directly in front of him. He tried to hold back his happy smile, worried that until someone saw his own smile.
Ranum asked Zaviyar's full name. Without further ado, the young lecturer answered him.
[Zaviyar Raffasya Hafis]
[Smakes]
[What?]
[Yes, his name]
[No one?]
Ranum bit his lower lip, confused what to answer. The word 'cakep' that he had already written in the message, turned out to be back to aiming himself.
The sweet girl tried to divert the conversation. Reminds me to go back to teaching.
[Key. We will continue again, will we?]
[Yes]
[Followed]
[Not ask why and don't reply first, then continue]
Two successive messages from Zaviyar made Ranum smile happily but still with a question mark on his mind.
"Thank you for what?" mumbled wailing.
Ranum put the phone on the workbench, returning to his busy life with a pile of paper that must be examined one by one. No time passed, the school hours had arrived. One by one his fellow teachers entered the room he occupied.
“Bu, it looks like we need new books for teaching materials and also children's reading in the library. If you want to keep the book story that-that's it.” The voice of Bu Sri, the headmaster, who had just walked into the teacher room.
“Iya, Mom. The books that exist long enough, fearing that children are bored with the story and the book that's it" said Bu Aini.
“Perhaps anyone would like to buy to Malang, monggo. The money will be prepared by Ms. Irna." Bu Sri offered.
No one answered Bu Sri's offer, until Ranum's name was called.
Ranum responded, but not on Sunday because he had an appointment with the man who had stolen half his heart. He asked permission to leave on the effective day. Luckily everyone agreed, no one was suspicious.
Mrs Ratih, as a mother, felt astonished because there were no known plans on that day. He asked if there was anything Sunday. However, Ranum dodged and simply replied that he wanted to rest.
“So, when does Bu Ranum want to leave? Later the money so I can prepare beforehand," said Ms. Irna, who became the school treasurer.
“Maybe between Wednesday to Friday’at."
After the conversation ended and nothing else was done, they left school to return to their homes. Likewise with Ranum, this time he went home with a face of sumringah.
Arriving at home, he and Mrs Ratih rushed to clean themselves and fulfill their obligations during the day because of the time that was already quite daytime. After that, Ranum who could not resist fatigue and sleepiness, immediately headed to the room without lunch first.
Long enough after the Ashar adhan reverberated, Mrs Ratih went into Ranum's room and woke up her only child.
“Nduk, wake. It was late afternoon" he said softly.
Ranum rubbed his eyes and glanced at the clock mounted on the wall of the room. Instantly he was surprised to see the clock was showing at four in the afternoon.
“You ate there first, this afternoon did not eat that," said Bu Ratih who had come out of the musholla.
“Iya, Mum.”
“You are a habit, if you are sleepy forget to eat it.”
“Not forgotten, Mom. But I can't stand it, cook
sleeping while eating?” Ranum.
“Yes, but take care of your health as well. After work, sleep irregularly. Continue to eat also not karu-kuliran. If it hurts who bothers?”
“Hehe .. sorry, Mom," said the spoiled Ranum.
After eating, Ranum left the house and in front of his house, which was right next to the house, there was a cousin with his children who often became a temple when he was tired.
Ranum joins his cousins and little nieces, playing and teasing those adorable.
Yes, Ranum who became an only child sometimes felt lonely and nephews that fill his days more colorful.
Towards Maghrib, Ranum and his brothers enter their respective homes. They prepared to fulfill their duties in the twilight, prostrating themselves again to their Lord. Ranum who is no longer pursued by duty, took the time to read the holy verses of the Qur’an even though not so long. Then he returned to his room, which was also his workplace to organize the report files that had been completed at school.
Drrt .. drrt …
Ranum's mobile phone vibrates on his dresser. Without waiting for a long time, Ranum took and opened the incoming chat.
Correct guess. Chat from the heart. With a smile, he replied and asked back.
[Mas Zaviyar himself again what?]
[Again check some student assignments and some things that have been done by KKN students in your village]
[Busy dong?]
[Not really, relax]
[Oh, ok]
[B]
[Yes, Mom. Why?]
[Nothing, please call me]
Blush …
Ranum's cheeks warmed up again and of course had met red, like there were flowers blooming in his heart reading a message from Zaviyar.
[Did?]
[What? Call again?]
[Can you call?]
[Can't you?]
Again, Ranum let a few minutes pass before he answered Zaviyar's message.
[Please call] Ranum decided.
Not until a few minutes, Ranum's phone vibrated. The name and photo of Zaviyar are clearly displayed on whatsapp's call. The sweet girl was a little nervous, not taking her call right away. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
“Assalamu’alaikum.” Zaviyar's voice from across the phone.
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
“Not done with the report?”
“Leave a minute, Mas.”
“Bother ya?”
“No, people are not busy either. Yeah, not disturbing. Mas Zaviyar is busy, even a waste of time with the phone.”
“Kok a waste of time? Yeah, nope. This is Refresh, so as not to saturate the same task.”
“Refresh take a walk there, Mas. To the beach kek or to the mountain so that it is really fresh hit by the fresh air of the mountains.”
“Yes, next week's going to your place again, all refresh. Tuh in the mountain area as well.”
“Emang should, yes lecturer nengokin students who KKN?”
“Ngak must also, but we monitor their activities to what extent and how the progress. All of you too, will meet you.
“Meet me? Why would you like to meet?”
“Well, do you want to diapain?”
“Ih, Mas Zaviyar said what, anyway?”
Zaviyar laughed at Ranum. “Yes you are too. Yeah, don't want anything, just meet up. Don't want to or don't like it?”
“Who said he didn't like it? Uh ... I mean, yes it's okay we met, no one ngelarang also.” Ranum is flustered, confused looking for an excuse.
Zaviyar who heard that of course could not help his pleasure and he chuckled.
“Means like, see me again?” Zaviyar.
“No, that's not what I mean.” Ranum patted his forehead with a face that was flushed with embarrassment.
‘Ranum ... Ranum, how can you be so excited? Where will you put your face when you meet?’ rutuk Ranum in the heart.
“If it's Sunday off you usually do, Ra?” Aware of Ranum's nervousness, Zaviyar switched the conversation. Let Ranum not answer, but Zaviyar already quite understand the contents of the girl's heart.
“Not sure, Mas. Sometimes at home, sometimes out with friends or play to a friend's house, sometimes also the way to Malang.”
“Then Sunday tomorrow?”
“Maybe at home, pingin break.”
“No need to travel to Surabaya?”
“Neither dare, fear stray.”
“When, God willing I take a walk to Surabaya.”
“Hmm?"
“Udah sleepy, Ra?”
“Not yet, Mas. New also Isya.”
“Mas Zav, have you eaten?” Ranum tried to find chat material.
“Udah was the same Mother and Father.”
“Enak ya can still eat with parents complete.”
“Alhamdulillah, God willing later you can also. Have you eaten yet?”
“Udah was this afternoon, Mas. Lunch plus dinner.”
“Loh, how much plus plus?”
“Iya, this afternoon did not have time to eat so eat it in join all of you," said Ranum in his cengengesan style.
“Why didn't you have lunch?”
“No time, Mas.”
“So busy until no lunch?”
“Not so busy, but so sleepy already can not stand it.”
“Don't be designed like that, try to eat regularly so as not to get sick easily. Moreover, you often overtime.”
“God willing, Mas.”
“Usahakan, do not just Insya Allah aja.”
“Iya, yes. Mas Zaviyar kok so chatty like Mom anyway.”
“Iya it's because it's dear to you.”
“What, Mas?” Ranum's heart slipped hearing the new sentence spoken from Zaviyar's mouth.
Although not face-to-face, but Zaviyar's successful speech made Ranum float. His cheeks were red. 'Luckily it's not a video call, '" Ranum's inner self.
“I mean, it's because your mother loves you, so she's chatty because she doesn't want you why-why.” Zaviyar.
As with Ranum, Zaviyar also cursed himself who slipped in speech.
“Oh .. so," said Ranum a little disappointed.
Just now Ranum was like floating. However, a moment later his heart felt disappointed by Zaviyar's reply.
“Mas, don't continue working?”
“Iya, this while doing kok.”
“Not bothered to work while calling?”
“Ngak, kok.”
“Mending close first, Mas. Finish the work so as not to bother.”
“Udah tired, yes?”
“Not me tired, Mas Zaviyar will be tired.” Ranum's voice was slightly tart. For some reason after Zaviyar's answer, Ranum's heart became upset at the figure of the man who had made her flower. Maybe he was too hopeful.
“Kok, so ketus? You angry?”
“Neg. Udah, Mas just finish the work first so as not to be neglected.”
“Okey, if so I close the phone first.”
“Iya.”
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
The phone connection was also cut off. The two men immediately went to fulfill their respective obligations in different places and berto’a to calm the hearts that are equally confused with their respective minds.
***
A sunny Sunday morning was welcome, after dawn Zaviyar left the house to breathe fresh air the morning before the smoke of vehicles and factories lit it up. He reached into the phone in the pocket of sports pants worn, opened whatsapp chat and of course the name Ranum which became the main destination. One message sent, visible only tick one. It may still not be active or being charged his phone, Zaviyar thought.
The sun started to rise, Zaviyar returned home. Go to the room and go to the bathroom to clean up. After that, he immediately went out into the dining room. There, Mr. Qosim and Mommy Dini are waiting.
After breakfast, Zaviyar decided to go to the bookstore looking for some books as teaching materials. Long enough he was in the bookstore, turning around and reading the books there, looking for the right one to buy.
It was already noon when Zaviyar finished his book payment at the cashier. While heading to the car, pick up his phone and see the chat that he sent to Ranum this morning. However, it is still the same, tick one.
As time passed, the sun continued to move from east to west. Until nightfall, there was no incoming message from Ranum. Zaviyar again checked his chat, and nothing changed, still since this morning.
“Where are you going, Ra? Are you okay?”
“Why didn't I tell you the truth yesterday?”
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