
" I'm sorry, Mamum... " Said Nana lirih shortly after occupying a seat in a mini bus that he was riding.
Although he himself also had a feeling of disappointment, but that feeling was not the least able to cover up his guilt for Zen. It is not Nana's intention to refuse to make this marriage plan a reality. It's just that he was born with blood type A, which makes him have more careful consideration and planning than others at every goal he has set in his life.
Also there is still a burden that makes the tightness because it has not been able to at least describe it. A real burden that cannot be removed.
As members of the community who live in a community with a slightly more conservative thinking, where they put a wife should always be in her home environment when the husband is going to work outside. Although not written, but the rules that bind the community run according to the flow from generation to generation. Rules that aim to keep a wife from causing disgrace whose sin becomes the responsibility of a husband in the hereafter. While the current situation and condition of Nana does not allow her to run the rules that apply in her society. He still has another responsibility in the city of Semarang, which is to finish his studies well.
As the bus began to move forward, Nana turned her head out of the car as she did not want to lose the chance to see Zen once more before the bus actually took her away from where Zen was standing now.
It hurts so much, that Nana no longer has the power to hold back her tears so as not to fall. Nana could only wave her hand slowly, as a sign of separation as well as her ma'af request to the man who might currently also feel disappointed towards her.
Could our relationship end like this, Mum? Nana dropped her head on the back of the seat in front of her.
What woman does not want to be a good wife to her husband. Similarly with Nana, behind her childish attitude she also wants to be able to serve her husband later, like and sorrow, she wants to live with him. Could it be possible if he had to live in the city of Semarang while Zen had to remain in the village, because of his responsibility to his parents and work there.
If Nana who has to give up and force herself to go home after completing her activities in the campus, there are so many risks that she must bear, especially when the schedule is still tight as it is today. Three hours to travel from home to campus. Six hours of time he needed to leave and home until he got home again every day. Then where is Nana's strength to live it. Not to mention if there is a lecture schedule at night, to what extent is the courage to travel home in the middle of the night.
Whatever the reason, Nana deeply regretted her words. What if Zen ended up preferring to end this relationship rather than last a little longer.
***
" Nana! "
Jeder. The sound of a door hitting a wall.
" Hix... What, Ma'am? "
It was obvious that a loud noise was heard there, but it was faint for Renata to see what was happening inside Nana's dark room.
Clik. Renata pressed the light switch. Now everything is clearly visible, including Nana's body sitting on a mattress. In the corner of the room Nana covered her face with a pillow, like she was trying to cover something from Renata.
" Why were you dark? "
" Let's find some money! Hixes. Go there, don't bother! "
Treating curiosity is more important than punching Nana's words. That's Renata's slogan.
" You cry again?? " Renata was happy because he had managed to snatch the pillow that had covered Nana's face.
Instead of sympathizing, Renata instead laughed at Nana's condition. Even the pillow he managed to grab he hit Nana's body repeatedly. This was not the first time Renata had found Nana crying alone in the room. Because it's been more than seven nights Nana's been through her time crying.
" Yes ceritane is sad again, Ma'am. Don't bother there! " Exorcised Renata for the umpteenth time.
" I want to watch ah! What episode are you in? A week ago, watching the drama was no surprise. "
It was ten days... Nana glanced at the cell phone that was near the labtop.
It had been ten days of embarrassment, but Nana still had no news from Zen. He himself did not have the courage to contact Zen first, considering the incident in KUA was also his fault. It was hard for him to admit that, but on the other hand he also did not want to lose Zen. Selfish indeed, but that is the nature of Nana.
Mam, Mamam is still angry with Mumum? Momum kangen very much with Mamam. Her tears fell again, a feeling that was like slicing was again felt by Nana.
" Look not yet, it's mewek you. " Renata nudges Nana's body. Reawakened him from the momentary daydream that swept him away.
" Keinget same scene before. " Nana reasoned. " Here back to the room, Mommy Rena will have seen this drama. "
The Mandarin drama that Nana is watching does have a sad story, but the sadness that Nana expressed for seven nights was not a hundred percent only from there. You could say that the drama that Renata recommended was just an outlet for the problems experienced by Nana alone.
" Look at you watching you cry, I want to watch again! "
Since Nana's arrival from her hometown, Renata sees a different, more reserved and aloof Nana. Because he was worried, he gave a flasdisk containing a drama title that he had seen before. But he often found Nana crying until she ran out of voice in the morning.
" I'm watching it, hopefully! I'm sleepy, I have a paper presentation tomorrow. If Rena wants to watch, watch it. If udh is finished please matiin ya labtopnya. "
Something is really wrong with the child! Renata had long been suspicious, but this time he did not dare to force Nana to tell the story.
" Yes, you slept! " Renata smiled, he had a plan that had just been thought of.
After Nana moves to the bottom mattress and feels no movement from it, Renata secretly takes Nana's phone. After several times he rubbed his finger on the screen of Nana's phone, he typed something there which he then deleted after the message was sent.
" Ma'af Na, if I'm too presumptuous. " Renata said half a whisper while returning the phone to its original place.