The Romantic Story of a Loner High School Boy

Chapter 73: The Problems Faced by Syifa

His words were slow, but Syifa could still hear them. His mouth seemed to be tightly closed, due to his confused self. The atmosphere between them seemed to have changed greatly.

"Anu, Daffa ... You don't want me to mulu."

Daffa's hand pointed towards his own face. "Am I scaring? No, right? I just want to talk more seriously with you."

"More even." Shifa murmured in the heart.

Syifa looked back at Daffa. "OK lah, but the request is not macem-macem you know ... "

"Light, just one. But before that, we better sit down first."

Daffa woke himself up, he then sat down with his legs stretched forward. Afterwards, Daffa helped Syifa by pulling her hand so she could get up and sit up faster.

Daffa held his stomach while pulling his hand. "It's pretty heavy for you too."

Syifa finally sat down next to Daffa after a few seconds had passed. "Ih, you mah ... I'm not heavy, you're lemes."

Syifa's face suddenly flushed red as she said something. "Cuman, you must have known, right? Where's the fat globules gathering?"

Daffa opened his mouth, he slightly smiled in response to Syifa's words. "Ah, i–iya."

Shortly afterwards, Daffa let out a long breath. Their eyes looked at each other. "Alright, we're back to the main point."

"You know for sure, many think, including myself, that your life is always fun. But, after the many things I've seen lately, it's made my view of you greatly change."

"Well, Syifa. Now ... Tell me about a problem you yourself have in your heart."

Hearing that, Syifa suddenly lowered her head. His smile shrunk, indicating that he was no longer having fun. "Allah ... If that's what you want. But as I said, it's all because of that much behavior. That's why I hate Rio."

At that time, Syifa began to express her outpouring with the intention of telling her about the very unpleasant events she had experienced in the past.

When Syifa spoke, Daffa listened carefully to every sentence he said. Often Daffa nodded or shook his head in response. All that went on, until Syifa finished the long story.

Tells long and wide enough, making his mouth feel dry. Syifa also took a bottle of water, she drank the water even though only one gulp.

Syifa felt sad, she lowered her head slightly. Syifa covered her face with both hands. Subconsciously, he had let out a single tearful cry.

Daffa who saw him was worried about him. "Hey, are you okay? ... "

Syifa nodded and shook her head, her hands even more pressing on her face that looked polished by her tears.

"In other words, you're forced to like her?"

Syifa's voice was very slow and soft. "Yes ... "

Syifa nodded again, but this time more than before. Under such conditions, Syifa suddenly jumped right into the deck of Daffa.

Daffa seemed surprised in an instant, because Syifa deliberately jumped over Daffa's embrace.

However, it is different from the Daffa point of view. He looked at Syifa who was wiping her tears and snot using her clothes. "Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks ... "

Syifa looked up, her face soft and compassionate. "You've made me cry like this, so you have to take responsibility."

"Responsible?"

Syifa nodded slowly, then hugged Daffa tightly. "Daffa, please ... Promise to protect me from Rio."

With tremendous optimism, Daffa dared to go further for his cause even though the risk would be greater than he thought.

"But all that I will do, if you will obey all my commands."

Syifa was silent for a moment, she rubbed her eyes first. "Didn't you say the same thing this morning?"

"Obviously different. I spoke this morning about the request, but now I'm talking about the order."

"Allah ... I'll obey him, as long as we can always be together next."

Syifa then hugged her again, but this time her tears were gone and her cheerful face had returned to its original state.

Until Daffa felt overwhelmed by his behavior that continued to stick to him. In those circumstances, Daffa was deeply ashamed. But he can hold it only by remaining more silent.

Daffa always remembered his own words when he was pressed by Syifa. "Huh, Calm down Daffa. Never bring feelings. Otherwise, everything will fail."

Daffa kept remembering it, while enduring his already overflowing shame. Until finally all parts of the sunset and already invisible from the surface of the earth. And at that moment, the sound of the azan reverberated quite loudly from the nearest mosque.

*****

After Daffa and Syifa spent some time surrounding the village, they finally came home in clothes that looked wet and dirty.

Now the faces of Daffa and Syifa seemed cleaner with a new atmosphere of clothing. They have finished praying with others from the mosque and are now packing their luggage, as they will soon be home tonight.

Sumi's grandmother approached them. "You all want to go home right now?"

Ayu's mother replied. "Yes, tomorrow the kids go to school."

The grandmother's face shriveled, she felt very sad because it was not felt they would return to the city. Grandma thought for a moment, it seems like she forgot something. When the grandmother suddenly stepped on her feet, she walked quickly to her room. "Shortly ... !"

Daffa and the others finally finished packing after about 5 minutes. At that moment they were already in the front room near the door.

"Nobody left behind?" Ask Ayu's mother.

"Nothing, maybe." Answer Daffa.

Not so long ago, Grandma Sumi returned with an object in her hand, it was a camera that looked quite small.

"Mit ... !"

Sumi's grandmother approached Adi's father, then she gave him the camera. "Before you go home, let's take a picture first."

Ayu's mother put her carry-on bag back on the Sofa, she patted Syifa's shoulder saying. "Let's go, let's take a picture outside first."

Syifa and Fasa compact answer. "Good, auntie!"

"Ehhc ... Ajalah sometime ... I was ready to go home."

Daffa was very complaining, he who was most ready to bring his luggage and who was most looking forward to returning home, now had to postpone it for a while.

Sumi's grandmother who saw Daffa did not move at all and just complained, she immediately pulled Daffa's hand by force. "Games, eits, eits ... You can't refuse."

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