The Enchantment of the Former

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Fattan looked grimacing as she applied the ointment on the kebab on her face. Last night he felt nothing, but in the morning it turned out that his whole body was sore. And his bruised face was painful and sore in the torn part even though small.

'' It's really good for people, it must be Shazna who ngobatin, '' Fattan grunts imagine his rival is treated by Shazna. Just imagining it already made his heart heat up. Unknowingly, Fattan pressed the wound a little harder.

'' Aauuww, oh sick, '' he murmured himself. The man was still in front of the mirror. Put some medicine on the wound on his face.

'' Duh '', answer what if people ask later. When the doctors were drunk to the point of fighting, Fattan was still talking to himself while looking in the mirror. Staring at his own face which is now turning blue in some parts.

After weighing a while, Fattan finally chose permission not to enter work. In addition to his battered handsome face, the dizziness on his head had also not healed completely. Finally the man chose to contact the hospital where he worked and asked for permission to take a day off.

Fattan came down the stairs from the top floor to the bottom floor.

'' Bi !" called Fattan to her house assistant.

'' Yes Sir, '' said bi Rumi who was in the laundry room, the woman seemed to walk quickly to the employer.

'' What's the matter sir?, '' asked Bi Rumi to the master. The woman was slightly flabbergasted to find her employer's bruised face. But he chose silence, because he felt it was not his capacity to ask.

'' Please make me some bi tea, I wait in the back garden, '' said Fattan as he stepped towards the back door.

'' Good sir, '' said Bibi as she rushed to the kitchen.

Fattan got to the back garden, the man looked around. Some roses appear to bloom. There are also other types of flowers that start buds. Fattan smiled bitterly. With both hands in a pants pocket. He spread his eyes.

A small pond with fish in it. While the edges of the cocoon there are a variety of plants, from flowering plants to ornamental plants that only have beautiful leaves. Next to him was a swing made by a pair. Not far from there a chair is located in the middle of the park with a small round table.

'' Excuse me Sir, '' Bi Rumi's voice broke Fattan's daydream.

'' Eh, Bi, '' said Fattan as she turned around and looked at the woman carrying the tray with a cup of tea that was still puffing smoke. And a snack jar as his friend.

'' Sorry sir, this is where I put ?,'' asked Auntie to Fattan who was still faithfully standing on the spot.

'' At Bi's desk, there, '' said Fattan, pointing to the table in question. Once again Fattan looked around then saw the man sigh and then stepped closer to the table where the aunt placed the tea in her request .

Sit alone enjoying a warm cup of tea. Fattan's mind wandered. Shazna's shadow in Brandon's arms, dancing in his mind. Fattan took a deep breath, then rested her head on the back of the chair. Look at the sky that day was not too bright. It seems the universe is supporting his heart.

Fattan closed her eyes, but there was still only a shadow of a Shazna in her brain. The man smiled bitterly, noticing his already imprisoned heart on one woman.

'' Do I have to take you away from him?" asked Fattan to herself.

'' Sir!," Bi Rumi's voice diverted Fattan from her wandering mind.

'' Yes bi,'' said Fattan as he looked at Bi Rumi who was standing at the back door.

'' There was a guest of Mr. Aunty telling Fattan, the man was seen frowning. He felt he had no appointment with anyone.

'' Who is Bi ?'' asked Fattan .

'' Aunty does not know sir, the guest is a woman, '' Bi Rumi explained. Fattan frowned. He never took a woman other than Shazna to his house.

'' Yes it is Bi, soon I am ahead, '' replied Fattan. Auntie seemed to nod and passed from there.

With the question still lingering in his mind, Fattan got up from her seat and stepped out of the garden.

Seen there, sat a straight black haired woman with a long shoulder. Fattan squinted, as she felt she did not recognize the woman.

'' That's the guest sir, '' said Bi Rumi as she passed by her master who was still standing in the doorway of the living room that connects with the living room. Fattan nodded and moved her feet toward the guest.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the woman turned her head towards Fattan, A wide smile spreading on the woman's lips.

'' Mas Fattan, '' he said as he stood up to greet Fattan and reached out. Fattan welcomes the hand of women who have not yet been recognized.

'' I'm sorry, who is it?, '' asked Fattan, the woman laughed crisply.

'' Did Fattan forget it ?. I'm Dilla Mas Vito's sister said the young-looking girl. The girl squinted slightly at Fattan's bruised face. But trying to ignore it.

'' Oh Dilla, long time no see. Sorry mas forgot, please sit down, said Fattan invited his high school friend's sister first.

'' How are you?, long time I did not see Vito, '' said Fattan after sitting in front of the beautiful girl .

'' Well Mas, I was actually coming to the hospital where Mas Fattan works but said Mas permission did not enter. I was asked by Mas Vito to deliver this invitation, Dilla said as she extended her sister's wedding invitation.

Fattan accepted and opened it, a smile on the man's lips as he looked at the name on the invitation.

'' So Vito married Diara ? ? , did not expect '' said Fattan still with a smile. Without realizing the man that his smile had made the woman before him reluctant to turn away. Dilla stared at Fattan without blinking.

'' Dil,hey!," called Fattan a second time when Dilla was silent not to return the call from him.

'' Eh yes Mas, why ?,'' asked Dilla stammered. Fattan chuckled at the look on the girl's face before her.

'' Drink first Dil,'' said Fattan to the girl who now looks awkward because she was caught staring at the old face of Fattan.

'' Iya Mas, '' said Dilla while lifting a cup containing tea and drinking it without looking at Fattan.

" You, still in college?' asked Fattan.

'' Still Mas, the final semester, '' replied Dilla after putting the cup back on the table.

'' What majors?,'' continued Fattan yamg now sitting leaning back, with his gaze fixed on the girl who looked clumsy to meet face to face with him.

'' Obstetrics Mas, ''' replied Dilla who was greeted with a nod of Fattan's head.

The girl stared at the clock that was coiling in her hand.

'' Mm, Dilla said Mas, had to go to the campus because, '' said Dilla.

'' Mas Vito said 'mas must come and bring a partner, '' continued the girl while showing her sweet smile.

'' Hahaha, couple huh?, look later. For sure I came, '' concluded Dilla.

The girl moved from the living room followed by Fattan who drove her to the terrace of the house. Once again, Dilla said goodbye before getting in the car and leaving the Fattan residence. Before heading to the highway. Dilla had a glance at the rearview mirror to look at the man who was still standing on the terrace.

'' Hopefully Mas Fattan has not had a pair, '' the girl murmured. A smile was on the face of the 22-year-old girl.