The Enchantment of the Former

What happened to Dilla ?

Three months passed, Fattan with all his busyness in the village. From serving in a village clinic, to participating in village activities, cleaning the river used by the village community . To bathe and wash, from garbage that was thrown away carelessly.

That day in the village looked crowded, the people were working to collect the garbage that was still left in the river which now began to look cleaner. In the village is still quite rare wells so that more people use river sir for daily purposes, except for cooking. They took clean water from a public well located quite far from the residential area.

Fattan walked in front down the road to the river which was quite steep. As usual Dilla always stuck to the guy. This is no longer surprising to the villagers.

'' Aduh mas, slowly slippery road,'' spoiled sulking Dilla. Fattan sighed and looked at the footwear that the woman was wearing. Although not a high right, the wedges used by Dilla are quite difficult to move.

'' Then you do wear those kayak sandals. I knew we were going to the river. You were supposed to wear flip-flops to make the road good, said Fattan a little hard. He had been upset enough many times by his best friend's sister.

The spoiled Dilla, who every day complained about the situation there. Not to mention the whining of the girl who wants to shop , to the salon, and many more wishes.

'' Ih mas Fattan, when I wore a kayak gini dress wearing flip flops anyway, no matching dong,'' protest Dilla, Fattan breathed deeply. Unravel the irritability that envelops the heart.

'' Gini aja deh Dil, you come down and do not need to protest a lot. Or you go up again wait for us above. We're not here to mess around. So please, you act a little more mature, Fattan is no longer able to withstand the turmoil of his anger. Without waiting for an answer from Dilla, Fattan left the still-disgruntled girl.

Dilla stared at the nanar Fattan who was walking followed by some people who passed her. He didn't expect Fattan to be that hard on him. The girl could only glaze over, until a small pat on her shoulder resuscitated the girl from the daydream.

'' Want to go down?,'' asked Lira who was still behind Dilla. The girl just nodded. Then open the wedges that he uses to make it easier for him to go down the steep road.

'' Sister Lira, what is the lack of Dilla until Fattan can never see Dilla once?, asked Dilla who is actually aware of the man she likes never reciprocate her feelings. Lira smiled, both of them walked slowly.

'' Love is not something we can force. It is not a matter of less or more, but about the taste that has already bound the heart, both of them paused for a moment, staring at the people who have reached the bottom of the steep road.

The woman could not deny if everything had been in vain. Follows Fattan to a remote village in hopes of making the man turn away from his lover. In fact, the man was not at all tempted by himself. Could it be time to give up ?.

Leaving behind a distraught Dilla himself, Fattan and the citizens have started their activities. Taking a lot of plastic waste, they put it in the bags that have been prepared. Fattan blends in with the people there.

While cleaning the Fattan river little by little talk about healthy living, light talk that makes them not feel patronized. So that they can apply little by little, no longer throw garbage in the river . Or defecate also in the river that they use for bathing and washing. Fattan is working to have a general wc. He cannot direct without providing solutions.

Long enough they are in the river, empty garbage bags have been installed on the riverbank, as a container if there is garbage there. While resting Fattan only realized the existence of Dilla who was not in the group.

'' Miss Lira, Dilla didn't come down?, asked Fattan to Lira as they sat down on a boulder. The lira asked circulated her gaze, and did not find the person she was looking for.

'' Last time I went down, it was still halfway. I think he's following the doc.'' said Lira.

'' Yes it is '', maybe waiting above '' said Fattan, although Dilla is quite annoying but he can not ignore because the girl is the sister of his best friend.

'' Doctor sir, doctor sir! !'' the sound of shouting from above was heard making those who were there stunned.

'' Mrs Dilla Pak '', Ms. Dilla '' the panicked voice of the middle-aged woman who ran down. Fattan flinched, her mind fixed on the girl who was always tailing her.

'' Dilla why ma'am?, '' asked Fattan in a panic. He would feel very guilty if something happened to the girl he already considered as a sister.

'' Ms. Dilla was injured, she was taken to the clinic. Fattans. Move and hurry from there. With bare feet the man ran up the steep road. Leaving the people who followed him for a moment left the river.