The Preferred Priest Candidate

I'm Afraid. by : Nana.

As usual, Nana woke up before the morning prayer echoed into her dorm room. Nana searches for the whereabouts of her cell phone, which she somehow runs off to.

In a state of consciousness that has not yet recovered, Nana fumbles on the floor that she used to put the phone while sleeping. Still haven't found what he's looking for. He forced his body that felt heavy to wake up, moving to clean up the books and papers that he used for him to study last night.

Pluck. The phone fell down as he picked up one of the books.

" Own.... Forgot me ! Last night was not slippery in this book. Hehe." Smiling admitted his stupidity.

" Heh hemm." Nana's yawning voice restrained her pursed lips.

" Four hours less." Viewing phone screen.

Nana threw herself back. Shortly before putting down his phone, he recalled his conversation last night with Zen. He opened the mailbox in the phone, looking at the evidence of the conversation lined up neatly inside the screen.

" Be careful to run away, don't fall let alone get hurt. Hehe. Take care of your health and learning spirit. But don't sleep last night ? See you around. Assalamu'alaikum." He read the last message from Zen that he deliberately ignored last night.

*Why the old virgin should be this careful. Later if I fall in love really how try*!

O Nana, have you forgotten ? If your brother Sholeh is older than Zen. If you call Zen an old virgin then what do you call your brother? The smallest part of Nana's heart protested the speech in her own mind.

" Hehe." Yes yes? Keinget mas Sholeh.

Nana's tears trickled sideways following her lying position facing the right side. He looked again at the last message from Zen.

Deck...

I have accepted you as my future husband.

But...

Don't let my heart fall in love so soon,

To you, my future priest.

I'mfrightened...

Really scared ! Nana's heart trembled, her tears unstoppable.

Maybe you've never been in love before, so you don't know how the pain is either.

The pain of splitting up earlier,

Still stuck in the heart until now.

How will I face my life later,

If you will be my future priest,

Stay away from me, leave me, leave me,

At this time the heart has carved out your name as its owner.

I'mscared....

Please stop it !

To give me notice,

More than this.

I'mfrightened...

Between me and you is just a story that's about to disappear.

Because fate won't let us be together.

Because destiny won't let us be united,

In the beautiful household, the,

What I dreamed. Nana started to sound so bad.

Not that I'm not sure of you.

I'm just an ordinary woman, though,

Who also has no power,

To keep you in this wait.

I'mscared....

" Na... You cry ? Why?" Tia woke up to the sound of Nana.

" I don't cry mbak...! " Nana's lying.

" You don't pray? It was adzan." Tia got out of bed, wanted to go to the bathroom.

" But again. Wait for the tape to finish, ma'am..." Nana hides her face under the bolster, so that her puffy eyes are not visible to Tia.

I'mfrightened...

You will leave me later.

Without knowing my pain, I,

Because losing you.

Poem by : Nalal Muna.

After completing a poem of unclear intent and purpose, Nana wiped away the tears of her culture.

" Cnhhh." Wiggling makes comfortable all over the body that looks tired. Perhaps because it creates poetry impromptu, making the soul and body tired.

" Solat ah..." Nana wakes up excited to welcome the morning. Leaving a poem inspired by the last Zen message he read. Poems that he probably won't remember every single one of his stanzas.