Ranums
END OF MASTER WU
The night is getting late, the time shows at 10:45 minutes. Zaviyar's eyes are still reluctant to be closed, his mind wanders to the girl in the village who is now unknown. He was worried, afraid that something might happen to the girl. Missed too, especially after the conversation the night before. Making Zaviyar more aware of the voice of Ranum and imagined a sweet face that drugged him.
Zaviyar got out of bed, sat down at the desk, opened a book, and his pen moved to scratch the black ink with beautiful words on a piece of white paper.
'You're the magnet that pulled me in and trapped him
You drugged me with the look in your eyes
You're Opium
You are also a poison as well as an antidote for me.'
Zaviyar let out a long sigh, closing back his book.
“I can't calm down without word from you. Where are you going, Ra? Are you okay?” Zaviyar stared at the phone screen which showed her chat with Ranum.
“Why didn't I tell you the truth yesterday?” Zaviyar.
“Yes Allah, do not let anything bad happen to Ranum.” Zaviyar's mind started to fall apart. “Please take care of him and also his heart for me.”
Zaviyar returned to bed feeling still unsettled, then woke up again to the bathroom taking ablution hoping to expel his negative thoughts. He put his body on the bed, trying to brush off all the bad thoughts that passed in his mind. Do’a was promised before trying to close the eyes. At what time, Zaviyar finally fell asleep.
When the dawn Adhan sounded, Zaviyar's eyes still felt heavy to open. He tried his hardest to overcome drowsiness and immediately carried out his duties and activities as usual.
When Zaviyar was about to leave for campus, Mr. Qosim and Ms. Dini threw eyes at each other looking at his son's slightly lethargic face.
“Why are you, Zav?” ask Mr. Qosim.
“Nothing, Dad. Just a lack of sleep."
“You sick?” Ms. Dini approached and touched Zaviyar's forehead.
“Neg, Bun. Just sleepy.”
“Emang you know what to not sleep-sleep?” Mr. Qosim asked again.
“Free check some student assignments on campus and reports from students who are KKN.”
“Keep someone at the student site KKN deh, Well. Hence can not sleep,” chirped Mom Dini.
“What's the matter?”
“You can't tell a story, but remember! Mother's instincts are faster than a jet plane though.”
Zaviyar shook his head to hear his mother. While Mr. Qosim only smiled to see his wife and son.
“Zaviyar left first, Well, Bun," zaviyar then kissed both hands of father and his mother respectfully. “Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam. Be careful," both said.
***
In the campus parking lot, Radit who first came to wait for his best friend was out of the car. When Zaviyar just came out, Radit's forehead immediately wrinkled to see the lecturer's usual handsome face.
“Why, Bro?” ask Radit.
“No why-why.”
“Kok, tangle face?”
“Lack of sleep overnight.”
“Thinking that village girl again?"
“Hmm.”
“What else? Don't tell me you've lost start with another man.”
"No idea what.”
“Jiaah .. don't know anymore. You pretentious don't call him anymore? What do not-don't from yesterday it still does not contact?”
“Not. I called at that time. But yesterday all day whatsapp is not active, even until now also not active.”
“Try sending SMS or phone directly? Not through WA I mean?”
“Nggak.”
“Aduh ... dodol!” Radit patted his head. “The time is already modern, but what's wrong with old-school packages? Don't tell me that you don't have a pulse, there's only an internet quota.”
“Enak. Yes, even phone pulse.”
“Keep why not directly on the phone, Dear Mr Zaviyar?” said Radit who seemed to be holding back an upset.
Without answering, Zaviyar stepped away from Radit.
“Yes already, left so aja.” Radit clucked irritably while shaking his head.
Zaviyar towards one corner of the campus park that looks deserted. There, without wasting any time he reached into the phone in his pocket, immediately looking for Ranum's contact and pressing the phone call button. There was no response from the owner. Tried to call back, but still no answer.
Jemari Zaviyar nimbly typed an SMS message and sent it to Ranum. After that, headed to the lecture room without because it was time for her to enter class.
During the afternoon break, Zaviyar who had just come out of class walked to the campus mosque to perform Dzuhur prayer. After the prayer, he saw his cell phone again, and still no news from Ranum.
Zaviyar is getting worried, he tries to call Ranum's number back. Long enough to wait for answers from Ranum.
“Halo. Assalamu’alaikum.” A weak voice sounded from across the phone.
“Ra, are you sick?”
“Not really, Mas.”
“That's the sound of kayak lemes.”
“Just tired.”
“Totally?”
“Iya, Mas. I'm okay with.”
“Yakin? Your voice lemes that. I also could not be contacted from yesterday. You must be why, huh?”
“No, Mas. Just my stomach hurt from last night, after the call with Mas Zaviyar. So I males activein mobile data, and this was I fell asleep from the morning.”
“Tuh, right. It must be because you didn't eat that time. Just go to school?”
“Ngak, Mom. I told you to sleep from morning. My body is a bit hot too, so rest at home.”
“Ra, Ra. Next time remember, do not eat late again.”
“Iya, yes. Mas Zaviyar himself has lunch yet?”
“Not yet, run out of this.”
‘How can I have lunch quietly if there is no news from you, ' Inner Zaviyar.
“Ya, already. Zaviyar eat first. I also want to get up, eat, keep praying.”
“Okey. But if there's anything tell me.”
“Insya Allah.”
“Ra.” Zaviyar's voice was slightly suppressed.
“Okey, I'll call you back later. Get enough rest after this. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
After the phone call, Ranum was still confused by Zaviyar's attitude. Yesterday during the phone call, Ranum who had floated with the man's words and then just threw it away with his next statement. And now, the phone calls and the worried-sounding tone of speech made the sharp-eyed girl again want to fly. But, with all his might brushed aside the feeling, afraid of falling down again.
‘How exactly are you, Mas? Dare to make people's hearts float, bentar tumbled.' Ranum grumbling.
‘But, my fault is also that it might be too ge-ge er-an. Ah ... after this I must be able to keep my heart stronger again, so as not to be disappointed mulu.’
Ranum immediately got up from the mattress, went out of the room and went to the bathroom to take ablution and then pray Dzuhur because his mother had not returned home from school. Ranum, who was already hungry, quickly picked up the food in the kitchen. As Ranum devoured his food, Mrs Ratih came.
“Assalamu’alaikum. Did you wake up?” ask Mrs Ratih.
“Wa’alaikumussalam. Yes, Madam. Praying also just now.”
“Udah okay?”
“Alhamdulillah.”
“You are wayward, already know that late eating must be sick, it's still like that.”
“Sorry, Mom. Yes, the drowsiness really can not be held again.”
“Wong pancen disease and pillow. Long time little did not meet the pillow, yes so forget the same important.” Bu Ratih said as he passed towards the room leaving Ranum who was just a whimper to hear him.
***
The sun continued to shift westward, and day turned into night. Today, after Maghrib Ranum no longer struggling with the task. He was just lying on the bed because his body still felt weak. His phone was still lying on the dresser, untouched after Zaviyar's phone call earlier this afternoon.
Adzan Isya said, Bu Ratih invited Ranum to immediately pray so that his daughter could rest faster than usual. However, shortly after the Isya prayer, a tone of call was heard from Ranum's phone.
“For what now?” asked Zavoyar after saying his regards.
“Sleep in the room, out of prayers just now.”
“Oh, yes good. Have you eaten?”
“Udah just finished maghrib eat same Mother. Mas Zaviyar himself?”
“Sama, have also.”
“Sholatnya?”
“Alhamdulillah, also already.”
“What are you doing, Ra? Are you feeling better?”
“Alhamdulillah, Mas. Tomorrow I will go to school again.”
“Do not maksain. If you are still not healthy, make a break.”
“Whose principal is I?”
“Yes, don't know. I haven't been acquainted.”
“Nah, continue why Mas Zaviyar who chatted and gave permission I can enter any school.”
“Not so, than not healthy forced continue to get worse, it adds hassle also.”
“Mas Zaviyar do’ain me more pain, nih?”
“Who also do’ain you sick. I precisely do’ain you healthy continue.”
“Ehm .. time?”
“It, definitely. You are sick and there is no news to make people worry aja.”
“One worries me besides Mom?” ranum Fishing.
“Ya .. there is a.”
“Who?”
“Ya .. Anyway there is.”
“Yes, who is it?”
“You don't know anyway, Ra?”
“Where do I know. All I know, all this time who was worried about me was, yes just Mom.”
For a moment there was no sound between them. Silent.
“Next week to where?” Zaviyar diverted the conversation, fearing further embarrassment.
“Not yet to know,” replied Ranum annoyed at not getting an answer as he expected.
‘Udah, Ranum. Don't hope anymore, ' he said.
“Remember if I want to go there?”
“Iya. Why emang? Wong Mas Zaviyar here also want to monitor KKN.” students
“Continue not allowed while meeting you?”
“Serah.”
“What is it like?”
“How do I answer?”
“Iya, that's nice to me. Don't sniff it.”
“Add seasoning aja or anything like it to taste good.”
Zaviyar chuckled at Ranum's words. “Well, any food plus seasonings to taste good?”
“Tau, it's up to Mas aja.”
“Okey. If it's up to me, may I ask you not to go anywhere Sunday?”
“Keep, what do I want?”
“Wait for me.”
“Yes, I wait. Then I will title the red carpet for Mas Zaviyar.”
“Serius, Ra," said Zaviyar with emphasis.
“Iya, yes. Here, I'm two rius.”
“Nasha Razita.”
Ranum did not reply after hearing Zaviyar mention his full name. I don't know what his heart is like now.
“There's something I want to talk to you about. So, please if there is no urgent interest, wait for me.”
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