Short Story (Cerpen)

Most Beautiful Sacrifice

Category: Triangle Love Cerpen

Title: The Most Beautiful Sacrifice

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Allahhuakbar allahhuakbar. The break bell rang along with the sound of Adhan. I rushed to get wudhu. There I had to queue, because many took ablution. From a distance, I saw his face. Her face always seemed to shine in my eyes with a smile that always adorns her day. Yes, he is friendly, and open with everyone.

'Let's take ablution, why is it still here.' he asked to disperse my daydream.

'Oh yes.' I replied.

We went up to the third floor to the mosque. Tired indeed, but compared to having to go to the north mosque. Arriving on the third floor, it turned out that the mosque was full. My friend and I had to wait.

'Where is this?' ask her on my newly arrived entourage with her friend.

'What?' sahutku.

'The time we have to wait here, where the rest is only 20 minutes away.' he replied a little upset.

'Yes wait, ntar also kelar.' I said.

Grekkk. We also immediately entered to pray congregation he became his priest, because the time is 3 minutes.

When we are praying, we get 2 rakaat. Suddenly it rained heavily with strong winds. Because we're on the third floor, it's not too bad. Where I'm afraid of heights again. He seems to know that I am a phobia of heights, either just a feeling or he is speeding up his prayer movements. Finally we finished praying when the bell came in. I panicked looking for shoes that I did not meet, it turns out my shoes are on the end.

'Ih, wait for dong.', I asked.

Because the floor was slippery, I slipped and fell. Without me noticing, someone noticed that I was panicking.

'Let's get up, ntar get wet in his uniform' he exclaimed as he extended his hand.

'Thank you' I said.

I immediately followed my friend who was almost to class.

'You guys really have the heart to leave me.' I was annoyed. 'Liat nich' I showed you my wet uniform from the fall.

'Abis loe later sich' replied my friend simultaneously.

The bell rang.. Time to go home. I rushed home because I was uncomfortable with my wet uniform. While waiting. He showed up across the street, but he didn't seem to go home. He crossed over to me. My heart feels like it's on a race that's beating so fast. He, yes, holds him, only he can make me this way. I don't know exactly when these feelings arise, but it seems like these feelings have arisen since my friends often match me with him.

'Ka, want to go home?' I opened the conversation.

'You?' tanyakanya.

'Yes, ' I answered.

'Meaning we are in the same destination donk' he answered with a smile that made my heart tremble.

'No, I just want a mastiin if you are okay, ' he exclaimed with a smile.

'Kayak little kids sich. I usually go home by myself, I replied, grinning my eyes.

'And now the situation is different' he replied which further confused me.

'How different?' my many.

'Eh there are buses that are quiet tuh, cepetan ride ntar full hunt' he exclaimed. 'When my question has not been answered' I was upset in my heart.

'Eh you why did you come up, this is not until your house?' my many.

'Who said he wanted to go home, I told him that I wanted to put you in a situation' he replied.

'What?' many ensure.

'Emm, I want to go to my aunt' she said evasively.

The next day….

'Eh Er, you know not yet.' exclaimed my friend, like there's something like that.

'Apaan sich early in the morning has not gossiped. What is it sich?' I said a little kepo.

'That's the Khenan.'

'Emang why Khenan.'

'He was the same Adepa yesterday.'

'Oh that's all, kirain there is nothing.' I cried, because I wanted to show my friend that I was jolly. But actually, the instant my heart burned to the end.

What it means yesterday afternoon. Does he want to hurt my heart, does he not know if I like him, does he deliberately do this, what he is, and what's the point of this couple of weeks is he's the same good, he's the same attention, he's always there when I need him, actually he wants what the hell God? millions of questions enveloped my heart.

Since then he and I have never spoken, even though we are one class, he often sits next to or on my front desk. Until one day during an Indonesian lesson, he was sitting in front of me and we had to be one group. Had been caught by me his gaze that occasionally fixed on me.

'Er' 'Ka' we cried together. We went back and focused on the discussion.

The break bell rang. When I leave class.

'Er, I want to explain something to you.' Prevent it.

'But I'm a laper.' my elak, actually I'm still lazy to look him in the face.

'This is more important er.' his face tried to convince me.

'Okay, but it's not safe here. Go home from school, ' I cried.

Some lessons passed so quickly. The school bell sounded so loud in my ear this time. I immediately went to the park, where we used to meet.

'What's Sich Ka?'

'I'm just gonna apologize to you'

'Create?'

'Make everything you've been through lately'

'Why 'Everything?'

'Actually I don't like Adepa, she fucks me, Er'

'What's wrong?'

'He wants to evict me from the boarding house, right who has the boarding house ornya him, especially so far I only given the monthly money mediocre and only that's where I can discount the price. So I can't refuse. And that afternoon when I said I wanted to go to my aunt's house, I actually met with Adepa to approve all the games.' Khenan said trying to clarify the rumors circulating.

'Trus why now you do not want to pray together again in the third floor of the mosque, lest you do not pray and just meet Adepa?'

'I actually met Adepa, but I still pray. And if I don't pray anymore in mushola, it's because I can't see you sad when I squirm. Actually I want to pray in the mosque but fear Adepa squirming'

'Ow, yes already if you want your selfishness more than I who foolishly wait for you, faithful ngedenger curhatan you, loyal ngedenger anything from you. and this is the reply you gave me.'

'And you know what day it is today?' asking Khenan is like preventing me from coming home.

'What' I'm confused about what Khenan said.

'This is for you' while kneeling before me he gave me a neatly decorated and cute little box.

'It. Actually I know the discount for this snack for you, I leave my money to give this gift to you. Happy Birthday My Sweety is a brighter smile than ever.

I cried so much, I did not think that the sacrifice was great to make me happy. I hugged him tightly, I didn't want him to leave me anymore, I didn't want him to sacrifice more for me.

And since then, no other Adepa-Adepa has disturbed my relationship with Khenan. Oh yes, our relationship is said to be dating, yes no. Because in Islam we do not know dating. But if you say friends, I think more. My attention to him is greater than my attention to my friend. And we call this relationship 'KHEER (Khenan and Erli)', can also be interpreted 'cheer (entertaining, merry)' because we entertain and rejoice with each other.