The Enchantment of the Former

Iba

Walking back and forth with a cell phone that could not be separated from Fattan's hand. Repeatedly dialing the same number and always the answer from the operator that he got. Her boyfriend's number is inactive.

" I could have forgotten to call Shazna from the morning. He must be angry" said Fattan alone. He is now in the usual place he came to contact his lover. This morning, because the activities in the village made him forget to contact his woman.

'' Dear please, activate dear, said Fattan who spoke on a mobile screen displaying the contact of the lover. The man shaved his hair, frustrated. His feelings were uncertain, imagined the disappointed face of Shazna who had not heard from him since morning.

'' Oh my God, he must be angry. I must how dong, muttered Fattan, while sitting under a tree that looked shady with leafy leaves. The man scrunched his temple which felt pulsating.

'' Mama, '' continued Fattan with a smile. He will use the mother so that the woman is not angry with him. Not yet he found Mama's contact, the sound of someone's calling made the man stunned.

'' Mr. doctor, the young man in the village seemed to be stupefied as he ran towards Fattan who was now stunned to see the young man who was adjusting his breath. After a while, it appeared that the breath of the young man calling out to Fattan was already irregular.

'' What's the matter?, '' asked Fattan after seeing the young man wearing a short-sleeved black t-shirt in knee-length shorts looking calm.

'' That's doc, Bu Dilla was screaming hysterically. And call-call the doctor sir, bright sweet-faced young man with his ripe brown skin.

'' Okay, we're back, '' said Fattan as he moved from his seat and walked quickly to the place where the motorbike he was using in the parking lot.

Both left the place. The intention to contact the lover should he postpone. However, Dilla could not be ignored. He doesn't know what happened to that woman.

Riding the bike at high speed, Fattan broke through the hot sun that afternoon. Arriving at the clinic, she ran quickly to the room where Dilla was being treated. In a hurry the man opened the door and found Dilla hysterical while holding her head.

There had been Lira trying to calm down.

'' Mas Fattan ''Dilla was scared '' said the woman in between her tears. Fattan approached Dilla who reached out with her hand to reach her. When Fattan was near the bed, she hugged Fattan tightly. Fattan could only resign herself to doubt that the man rubbed Dilla's back, hoping that she could calm down.

'' Excuse me first, '' said Lira to Fattan who was answered with a nod.

After quite a long time the woman cried in Fattan's arms, it seemed that the woman had already begun to calm down. Slowly Fattan let go of Dilla's embrace. His legs were tired enough to stand. Fattan took a chair and sat down next to the bed.

Fattan grabbed Dilla's hand and grasped it gently. The two looked at each other, there was a look of fear implied in the look on the woman's face. There's a sense of pity that Fattan can't avoid.

'' What is it, you can tell the same story Mas '' said Fattan as she looked into Dilla's eyes which now shed tears. Fattan's affection for Dilla, whom she had considered a younger sister, she could not hide.

Dilla just shook her head, with tears continuing to pour out. Made Fattan feel pity and re-hugged the woman. No words were said from his lips. Fattan calmed the woman down with a soft hug and swab on Dilla's back. While Dilla felt comfortable hugging the man she had been craving. The man she hoped to be the last port of her heart.

At the other end of town. Shazna was pampering herself by going to the salon. Forget the fret that haunted his day. He wants to be free from all misgivings. In fact, he has turned off the phone so as not to continue to expect news from his lover. He tried to instill positive thoughts in his head. '' Fattan is busy .''

And now he chose to pamper himself with me time. A complete overhaul of the appearance he has maintained for several years. His long hair he cut a boat and his black hair he painted with brown.

He also did facial treatments, making the woman look more fresh with a different look. Beautiful is sure. Shazna smiled with satisfaction when she saw her reflection in front of the glass.

'' It must be treated, '' he said after the series of treatments has been completed. The salon attendant who was nearby seemed to be smiling faintly. Shazna took the phone in a bag and turned it on.

The notification sound from the missed call made the woman's face appear stunned. There was a sense of guilt that slipped in his heart as he turned off the phone. He tried to call back Fattan but it turned out that the man's number had gone back to being inactive. Shazna could only sigh deeply.