THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

A Promise

The young man bowed his face, not because he did not dare to look at the face of the man before him. But he was closing all the gaps that might be able to be an entrance for the searchers to enter into the niches of his heart. Then one by one what he kept secret will be revealed. He really didn't want that to happen.

What is being lived at this time is not a war, it is more than just maintaining confidence and showing ability. Not for a competition or to show what is right, but to keep a dream.

Haidar chose to look down and not return the father's gaze and speech. Although the tone that reached his ears was very enough to whip up his sense of regret because it was underestimated. But the young Haidar had apparently trained in self-control in such a way. Until he is not provoked and follows his rebellious and bubbling young soul.

" You know?. Your papah loves you very much, but in his own way. He chose to forge you in his own way .. for you are the crown prince in his heart. You are his greatest hope, son ". The words of the mother are always echoed in his heart and mind, of course, so that he still remembers about the ultimate goal of all this. And also about the crown that rests upon his head.

" It has entered its fourth year, next month it enters its 7th semester. Then there is co-***... when your promise will be paid off. At least ... two semesters only you ranked first. As you promised ".

Mandala looked at her son sharply, while Orlin the wife held his arm. The woman was warning her husband not to be too harsh on the son. She understood very well the demands of perfection that her husband demanded. But for six consecutive semesters there is ranked 2nd, while Haidar himself must still follow business lessons from special lecturers brought Mandala, is that not enough ?. This is always the reason why the mausababnya sparks whenever the husband and wife discuss about Haidar the heir to the throne.

" Papa knew two years of co-****you'd be very time consuming. Therefore, you only ask for assignments without face-to-face for your business economic education. But ... Promise is still a promise, son, if even once you can never be the best, then you must obey your father this ".

" Two semesters, right ? ", Haidar raised his face to look at the father.

The light of his son's eyes was very gentle, just like the light of the woman he loved so much. This is what always makes Mandala's heart melt and feel warm. He also nodded steadily.

" Yes son .. two semesters only ".

" Okay pa' .. I promise ", reply Haidar steady anyway.

A promise that day, between a son and his father, turns out to be part of a chain of events. The one who promised was a young man to his father, but there was a young girl who also received the consequences.

The girl was beautiful with long, pliable eyelashes, and was struck with a piece of paper she had received. Notification of his grades in the seventh semester, although the grades were very satisfactory but he was displaced from the best degree. And that means, in the ninth semester he already had to start paying for the tuition. Though at that time was a period of undergoing co-*** and various other competency exams, which certainly requires a lot of costs.

" Yulia ..". ", the greeting surprised her. The young man was quite handsome even very handsome. As he remembered all this time he was the one who always greeted him first.

" Yulia ... Are you sick ? ".

" Ah .. yes.. no. I am fine. Congratulations ....you're the best ", he hurriedly turned the questionable gaze of the young man. Congratulations to Haidar.... "

" Thank you ... only 0.47 difference. It must be because you're being kind to me, right ? ", Haidar tried to be funny.

" Of course not... All this time I was just a little bit lucky. You're very clever ".

Haidar chuckled back at Yulia's smile. " Any you can ".

" Heeeei..... the new king and his future queen have just made a covenant....... ciiieeee.... ", a nosy voice with a seductive tone is heard croaking between the two men. Raka with her cool style came and grinned nosily.

" No need to ngaco ah .. biang party ", Haidar punched his cousin's arm slowly.

" Yeeee. Later tonight we-we gather at Sakura Cafe. All celebrate the end of the semester.kan' Lo' champion one bro ".

" Apaan sih. Aware of dong dong .. next semester has started co-**.*... prepare yourself for a time without a break break break ".

" Hey bro.just because of that, we should start with a party. Tomorrow 'ksn already can not ", said Raka defended himself.

" Heii ... not afraid of your mama's nagging ?..... in the top five from the bottom that loooh ".

" No fun ah you Haidar my brother.. don't be racist bring dong class ".

Haidar laughed out loud at his cousin's words. The one who was laughed at was glancing at Yulia who was also slightly laughing.

" Eh Yul... join dong ... follow ya.... do not kayak cousin sableng me this.. ntar cepet old loh ", Raka turned to invite Yulia.

" Thank you .. I'm not coming, I want to go home. Yes ... mumpung still had time. My father is a little sick and I want to look at him ", subtly reject Yulia.

Haidar little know the origin of this sweet girl. His house is around the slopes of Mount Merapi. His parents were just ordinary civil servants. That's all Haidar knows. This girl got a scholarship because of her intelligence, and it has been proven by Haidar himself. His brilliant brain had to increase his working capacity in order to go a little higher than this girl.

Finally, the eighth semester passed perfectly. Amidst the busy time co-***, Haidar can again fulfill his promise to the father. Be the best for two semesters in a row. Of course there is a little relief about how the continuation of specialist education is plastered in front of his eyes. It must have gotten him, and he also began to be addicted to the euphoria of victory. He promised to keep trying hard to be the best.

But one night, he found out something that had torn his tender heart. It all started from the conversation of some friends co-*** that happened to be replaced to guard that night.

" You think that Yulia would be the lackey of Wisya and the gank because what?.... of course because of the monetary rewards. It's not that he's in love half-dead with that playboy ".

" Pity him .. his body was so thin, almost never rested him. Begadang work on his own report, Wisya report also. fasting Monday Thursday also ..., out of body ".

" Are we reporting the same as the guidance doctor ... ".

" Eh don't.pity Yulia. Moreover, his father needs a fee for treatment, and he will have to pay the ninth semester later and again, even though he is busy whatever, he never neglects his duties ".

" Yes. yes... We can what ?".

The conversation of the young doctor girls really made the eyes of a Haidar's heart open wide. Realizing that he had stolen the girl's dream, and now the girl was limped still struggling without complaining to climb the ladder of life to achieve her dream that hung with the stars.

She was like a sleeping princess who slept so well. Her face is without a look of the burden of suffering that squeezes her. Although the body looks small, but the power is never exhausted. Now he is only sleeping for a while to recharge his energy source.

Haidar was fixated, silent looking at Yulia who was sleeping favourably with a position still sitting and put her head on the table. He slowly covered the girl's back with his blue jacket. Then put a box of his favorite cheese banana bread that was deliberately purchased from the bakery subscription of the mother. Do not forget to write a small memo containing encouraging words.

' You're the best '

That's how Haidar wrote his message, very short but the terms of meaning. Then it tiptoed slowly, out of the break room and into the guard room in the hospital children's ward. His heart was still burdened by a sense of sin that never faded.

" Hello ... Om Brams ", he said over the phone to someone.

" Yes fine really. This is Haidar himself who wants to take om. Sorry in advance .. disturb .. nights ".

" Oh .. that's okay. What can Om do for you, say ".

Haidar took a deep breath before starting to speak again. He came out of the room and went to the small garden in front of the ward. After confirming that the lonely night was protecting him, the young man began to talk to his Om Brams.

" It's a secret Om. .. Please don't tell anyone, let alone papa and mama. I want to be responsible to a girl .. Her name is Yulia Rahma Inscription, classmate with me ".

" Haidar .. What happened to the girl? you ... ", the voice over there sounded a little anxious. " You impregnated him ? ".

" Huh?!!!. ... bu-it's not like that. He lost his scholarship because of my actions .. and I will be responsible ".

" Oooh. kirain, got worried Om. Sorry Haidar ... but why is it like that ? can Om know ? " .

" Ah yes of course."., and Haidar also began to tell about the beginning of the musabab of all this. The reason why he had to ask his Om Brams for help and also the reason to keep it secret.

" So yes.... continue Om should what Haidar ? ".

" Please hack all the data about Yulia. I will return what I have taken from him Om ... ".

" Okay Om will help you ".

" Thank you very much my good and gentle Bramastya Om ".

" Okay Haidar... meet Om in two days ? ".

" Yes.. Om can. Night yes Om ... ".

" okay... ".

Haidar smiled sumringah, this was the only thing that could be done to slightly reduce his guilt. Hopefully this little he can do will be able to make the girl no longer have to be as enslaved by circumstances. At least the sweet smile was no longer muffled by the cloud, even if only a thin layer. That smile will really look as sweet as ever.

.................

At that time the doctor Yulia who sent the tiny baby directly to the NICU room had just finished giving information about the little whiz to the pediatric resident doctor who received it. When a wide, warm palm touched his shoulder.

" Are you? .. Doctor Yulia ".

All the nerves in his body suddenly became hypersensitive and his body stiffened. This voice, he still could not get from his bad memory. And the hand that held his shoulder now made him face to face, face to face with the nightmare.

The smile must have looked very charming framed by a handsome face, to most women. But for a Yulia, it was her nightmare. And now the nightmare has become a reality that must be faced in plain sight.

" Good morning..doctor Damara, ", said Yulia as she glanced at the name tag this man was wearing. W Damara SPOG.

" I heard everything ... So now, your hero is with you huh ?. You ... ".

" Doctor Damara can see everything .. I've written it completely ", Yulia quickly. " I'm sorry I have to leave immediately .... ".

Yulia hurried to say goodbye and hurriedly left the room. No matter what the confusion is, the guard midwife and also the pediatric resident doctor who received it earlier. His goal was only one he had to rush away all the way from that place, disappearing from the face of the man.

" Yulia.... You still haven't forgiven me ? ".

The check on that arm eventually stopped the hasty move. In a long corridor still deserted in the cold morning after last night's storm, the two people stared at each other in a deep freeze. Until then the woman threw a touch on her actual arm now began to soften.

" I have to go back to the SAR team's helicopter again. Excuse me, Doctor Damara.... ".

" Yulia .. Can we meet again ? .. Don't call me that. You used to call me Wisya ".

Doctor Wisya Damara who was large and sturdy was again blocking Yulia's steps. Made the woman take a deep breath, dampening the storm that was now turning to her heart. Then try to review the smile that feels so bitter.

" Can I help the doctor ? ", ask Yulia as calmly as possible.

" I'll see Yulia again .. and make sure you're not with Haidar anymore "

" It's none of your business" Yulia joked.

" It was always my business", suddenly the voice of the male physician rose, and his pair of eyes flashed like sword eyes.

" This is my life ... You!!!! it's not who I am ". Doctor Yulia's growl was like her fist clasping tightly. The woman's jaw hardened with anger.

" You ... from the past my milk .. remains mine. I will keep chasing you until you crawl to find me and beg...... ".

" Enough !!!!!! ". Yulia's breathing roar made her chest descend rapidly and irregularly, like an avalanche due to the flood.

While Wisya looked with an ironic gaze, and smiled a triumphant smile. This woman, long ago, was only to be in her arms. Not for the man named Haidar, who happens to have almost everything.

" You.... it's been mine ... long ago !!!!! Remember that Yulia Rahma Inscription ".

Yulia no longer cared about how Wisya looked at her nanar. He walked as fast as he could, leaving behind all the nightmares that were now trying to grip him back. The man he had once admired, who now changed into a creepy creature that will always suck the core of his life. Yulia held back a cry and her body trembled. He hoped it was just a dream and he woke up soon.

Yulia clenched her own chest, traversing the wet hospital courtyard with her gnarled getimis. Like her tears dripping slowly with the presence of the dark past story.