The Enchantment of the Former

Separator Distance

Fattan stepped out of the airport, with sunglasses perched on her nose. The athletic body was clad in a black leather jacket without a zipper showing a gray t-shirt inside. Long jeans in matching color with his jacket in a pair of sneaker as footwear. Next to his hand dragged his suitcase.The appearance of the man drugged every eye that saw him.

So did the girl behind him who couldn't turn her face away . Staring at the wide back that seemed to offer a place to lean. The gaze of the girl who had already made Fattan dumbfounded by her presence, was a look of adoration and longing. It was Dilla who inexplicably joined the group of volunteers in the remote village.

'' Mas Fattan!, "call Dilla with a half-run step chasing Fattan's long stride. The man looked up still with his sunglasses. Standing waiting for the girl who walked staggering to pursue her steps with the large suitcase she dragged.

'' What is it?, '' asked Fattan with her two eyebrows raised. The girl did not answer. A wide smile showed her rows of white teeth displayed by the girl.

'' Awain, the road is very tight, '' said Dilla who made Fattan sigh. They've stolen enough of their friends' attention. Because Dilla who looks familiar and calls Fattan with the name ''mas ''.

Fattan again stepped foot, no matter Dilla who stumbled to equal his steps with Fattan.

'' How could you suddenly join the group of volunteers for this remote village?, asked Fattan who had actually been made curious about the existence of the girl, who was suddenly among them. He did not work at the same hospital.

'' Papa is his best friend om Satryo, so I asked Papa to let Satryo come in I volunteer, said Dilla with a big smile. Satryo is one of the top brass at the hospital where Fattan works. No wonder Dilla is easy to join the group.

Fattan no longer asked the man to step into the car that picked them up. Dilla was trying to stay next to the handsome man. Fattan was walking upright without caring for the girl who equalized her steps.

Fattan saw the cell phone that had just been on the plane he turned off. The man turned on his cell phone.

'' Sorry, may I have a minute. Maybe ten to fifteen minutes, I want to go to the toilet first, said Fattan as he looked at the driver who picked them up.

'' Please dok, please '' said the driver politely.

'' Temen-temen, I'll go to the toilet first. If anyone wants to contact the family, can call now mumpung signal is still good, said Fattan to his coworkers.

Most of them instantly took out their cell phones and turned them on. While Fattan went away from her entourage of six people, doctors and nurses .

The man did not go to the toilet, only a little away from his colleagues. It was more than midnight. But he felt he had to tell his lover. And it turned out that only in the first ring the call from him was immediately lifted.

'' Hello Tan, has it been nyampe ?,'' the question was immediately heard in the man's ear.

'' Dearn, haven't slept yet?' asked Fattan.

'' Wait ''Yes?, ''' continued Fattan with a smile. There was a sense of flowering in his heart when he found out his woman was waiting for news from him.

'' Well, what's there ?,''

'' This is still at the airport dear, make nyampe village on the way still takes seven to eight hours.'' said Fattan, Shazna nodding his head understandingly, it was as if his girlfriend saw what he was doing.

The two chatted for quite a while, until Fattan forgot who only asked for a moment.

'' Mas Fattan!, cried someone made Fattan who was still busy talking with her lover turned to the origin of the voice.

'' Yes, '' Fattan's reflex.

'' Who's Tan, I'm calling you Mas?' asked Shazna who heard a woman's voice calling her man.

''The car was about to leave, ''' continued Dilla who is now near Fattan.

'' I'll be a minute, '' Fattan replied.

'' Who is Tan?, Shazna's voice on the other end urged her to tell who was talking to her lover.

'' Dilla's sister Vito, '' said Fattan, grimacing. He knew there would be questions in the mind of the lover about the existence of the girl. Moreover, he did not tell anything about the existence of Dilla which he did not know his participation.

'' how can you ?,''

'' Come on, ''' Dilla and Shazna's voices sounded simultaneously in Fattan's ears. Even the girl didn't hesitate to pull Fattan's arm. Not because the car is leaving soon. But Dilla is overheated because the man she adores is engrossed in calling other women.

'' Yes, I love it later I explained. I also don't know why he came. Do not over think, I love you, said Fattan who increasingly makes Dilla feel unhappy.

''I love you too, '' Shazna's lethargic voice at the end of her phone before the call was cut off. A voice that made Fattan fret along the way. Because he knew his woman must have thought nothing of Dilla's existence. The man could only sigh deeply. Again his relationship with Shazna in the distance test. Will history repeat itself ?.