The Ark of Love Nurmala

The Past of Aldi (1)

The two of them were silent when all the food was gone. Aldi again sipped his drink which remained a few drops.

SROOOT

Nurmala pulled out her phone.

"Good night Nur?" a message from Rasya, but Nurmala does not want to reply. He put the phone back in the bag, Nurmala glanced at Aldi who was still awkward starting the story.

"Anisa entered Akang High School as a transfer child?" Nurmala opens the story so that Aldi continues the story of his past. Aldi nodded.

FLASH BACK.....

A 160 cm tall curly-haired girl in a knee-length skirt, entered with the Headmaster to my class II Bio.

"Kids introduce, this is your new friend, introduce yourself, son!" pinta master.

The girl stood glued down to the floor, boisterous cheering sounds from friends, especially from boy friends. The girl is getting groggy.

"Hey, listen to him, man!" I shouted out loud, the girl looked up to look for the direction of my voice.

"My name is Anisa Triana Sari, just call Anisa!" he said it as if introducing himself to me. Applause rang out boisterously as they could hear Anisa's soft voice. Master asked Anisa to sit down, she got a seat right in front of me, with the Goddess. Before sitting down he nodded with a smile and said "Thank you!"

I replied to her nod, she was not ugly even very beautiful, but tends to be quiet, from the look of her eyes like there was a sorrow that she hid. For the first time I felt a thump in the face of a girl.

When the break arrived, she chose not to leave the class even though the Goddess invited her.

"You didn't come out Anisa?" ask me when I want to go out with Kosim.

He shook his head "I'm here, I have a lot of lessons to learn!" he said while opening the book. We let Anisa learn, until the school bell came in she was still sitting there, writing and staring line by line the letters were arranged.

Two days he did the same, at recess he sat down and wrote, the third day when Kosim and I entered the class, Anisa surrounded by three boys.

"New boy very diligent!" Joni, Boy and Panjul sit around Anisa while laughing seductively. Our school Bengal Trio.

"Anisa, you're called the Goddess!" calling me at the door so she could get away from the three bags, Anisa stood up, but Joni pulled her to sit back down.

"It's pretty here!" Anisa looked helpless.

"Boy, let him go!" doorstep

"Who are you? her boyfriend? Wa ha..ha.ha!" two of his friends laughed happily. I ran from the door, clenched my hand into Boy's mouth still wide open.

Joni and Panjul attacked me, there was a fight in the classroom, the three mules ganged on me, fortunately Kosim and other friends broke up. But my face has been hit by three of their fists. Anisa is crying with fear.

The five of us were called BP teachers, the Bengal Trio got a sentence of cleaning the bathroom of students and teachers for a week, whereas I was only asked to make a statement 'not going to repeat anymore' for a hundred words.

Since then, Anisa and I have become close. One morning while going to school I stopped by the house to pick her up. I heard a quarrel between Anisa's mother and father, she came out with puffy eyes and a bluish wound on her temple.

"Why is your temple Anisa?" I asked him, but he wouldn't come clean.

"Nothing, just banged on the bathroom door, set off yuk!" he said while divorcing the hair to cover the wound.

I paddled my bike fast, the uneven road made Anisa have to hold tight under my saddle. My breath hunting as the streets go up like a challenge to increase my adrenaline, I try to get to the top.

"Capek Al?" ask him when I'm almost not strong pedaling.

"Look easy, still strong!" reply excited.

After passing two thirds, three climbs, two markets, we arrived at school. My clothes were soaked in sweat, but I didn't understand, my spirit doubled to learn.

I don't feel like the break bell has rung, though,

"To the canteen Al?!" bring Kosim.

"You go first Sim!" I asked at that time, because I wanted to take Anisa with me.

"Come Anisa to the cafeteria?!" I asked, but Anisa refused, and asked me to leave.

"Come on Anisa, I'd like to treat you just this once, would you?" persuade me, he's finally leaving. Some time ago, I just found out that he never wanted to go to the cafeteria because he was not given pocket money.

He looked delighted, as the place was bustling with all the students from the various classes. He enjoyed the iced tea and fritters I ordered. "So I invited together did not want to, apparently want to walk with a girlfriend huh?" cletuk one of my girlfriends in class. Anisa could only smile knots.

"Daughter?" suddenly the question came to my mind, "Do they think I'm dating Anisa, just dating I don't know!" I muttered to Kosim who was sitting beside me.

"Do you want to be with her always?" whisper Kosim.

"Emmm, it looks like it is!" I answered while whispering.

"That's what dating is!" whispered Kosim close his mouth to my ear. I was silent to digest Kosim's words. The school bell rang, We rushed back to class. I don't know who spread the gossip, when I entered the class boisterous voice friends congratulate, they think I have a girlfriend is a great achievement, because all this time I was known as a quiet guy.

Anisa looked clueless, she asked me with sign language, I replied with a clutch of incomprehensible marks. But secretly my heart is pleased with their accusations against me.

"Having a boyfriend, having a lover, what a feeling of pleasure is this, I don't understand!" my inner turmoil was agitated, Anisa's smile was always reflected in my mind.

While together, I secretly looked at his face, although sometimes I had to hide the shame when caught watching him.

One day I saw a night market group preparing in the square. In my heart I want to visit him. I promised I'd pick him up by Sunday night.

Tok.shock.tok.."Anisha!" I called, the door opened, but not Anisa who came out, but a young man like me.

"Anisa can't come out!" he said at the door. But Anisa appeared from the side door.

"Come Al!" his screams took me away, the young man snorted in annoyance.

"Who is Anisa? I've never seen him!" askaku while walking towards the square.

"He's my stepbrother, my father's son!" Anisa said, then she told him that her real father had died since sitting in the 1st grade of Junior High. Three years later his mother remarried a widower with one child.

Initially they lived in Surabaya, because of a bankruptcy they finally returned to the village, in the mother's house that had been abandoned by her parents.