The Unfinished Love

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Long, the lecturer of this afternoon course seemed to be explaining something that had been almost an hour and not even one stopped in the brain of Khalilah.

And it seems not just him. Almost all students who attend online lectures via zoom this afternoon already look sleepy and some even look very sleepy until several times his head stumbled on his own desk, one thing that makes Khalilah smile.

Almost a year of online college instead of making himself a pinter even makes him more stupid. But how else? The world is under the name of a pandemic. Every day the TV only broadcasts about 19 covids, how many are infected, how many die is more stressful. When did the pandemic end...

Finally, this afternoon online lecture ended with a task that must be submitted tomorrow by email. Khalilah grumbled a little while turning off his laptop and went to his bed to just lie straight and sleep a little.

Not even his eyes closed his phone rang and the name Mpok Ghea plastered on the screen of his phone.

Assalamualaikum, what the trouble of the day, I sleepy mpok Ghea," greet Khalilah lazy while muttering a little.

The afternoon? It's three o'clock you say noon? Awake woy wake up!!," tereak Ghea from across with his cry.

"Whisper!!" said Khalilah while covering his face with a pillow.

Whispering? What's a fish?" he asked from across.

Yes, you dugong fish! NOISY!," cried Khalilah right in the mic hole of his cell phone.

Ohh noisily, say napa," Ghea's response relaxed.

Khalilah lazy chiming. " Why call mpok ? What's up, what's wrong ? Wei wei wei!???," asked Khalilah again plus with the accent of the girls in drakor if he asked his oppa oppa.

I'm bosen! Tau ga all day I was just busy ngezoom where the lecturer only gave a task every day like anything I had. My math job's been stacked like my laundry for a week. Bete !! I want healing but I can't get out!! I swear it's a fucking virus," Ghea's cerocos is like a long train making Khalilah laugh.

I wonder how close Ghea is now? Ghea was already talking about living in a hahaha house, "the laughter of Khalilah responded to the call of cursing from across. "Eh said the mother of girls can not like to curse, the soul mate is far away," Khalilah reminded.

My soul mate is far noh in Singapore, gegara pandemi nih he stuck in sono ga back and forth whereas as a bin I tuh petisinya really," Ghea "Apaan petisu?," asked

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Wissing you don't know ? where did you get to know ? That's the same slaul as I become lo kudet aka less apdet," cerocos Ghea again.

Bacot, what the fuck?" said Khalilah in an annoyed tone.

Men I Mis U. Me-Ni-Mis-U Menimisu" replied Ghea.

"Halah mending straight away say kangen use petisu there also meneketehe Maesaroh !!

On him he's rented." Let me, like me."

Idih desperate to walk caught also later the same satpol."

Aaarghtt my patience is as thin as the skin of the fruit of the fruit of the salad, I languish, restless, gnarled, poignant. Didn't you hear screams calling my name? Ghea come....Ghea come.... Ghea....."

"Istighfar Mpok Ghea!!," cut off the Khalilah before the friend spoke along the memory lane.

I've been Istighfar until khatam tauk ga Khay, for what I hate cupping like a bird in a cage, really your fate is poor, really no one takes to know what's in your heart, uuuuuhh huuuhh huuh."

Khalilah distanced from his phone when he heard the false voice of Ghea who felt ready to damage his eardrum.

"Ehh lice jump, the sound of false do not be forced singing later he was depressed!!," shouted Khalilah and heard laughter from across.

"Dah ahh called the mother of ashar prayer, pray prayer ask Allah pamdemi quickly go

so that you can eliminate the same paints of Jakarta malls. Yea! Wassalamualaikum, " said Khalilah after hearing a knock on the door of his room and the sound of his mother calling for congregational prayers at home musholla.

Pandemics may make us afraid, was was and worried to bring stress because living at home there is no activity outside except sunbathing in the yard.

But pandemics are also getting closer to families especially to God. Evidently since the pandemic, the father who usually from morning until before the magrib and sometimes even had to go out of town for days finally this year worked from home, all WFO systems aka Work From Home, all of which are, every day hold a zooming meeting and send files via email.make it checked.

And the most

fun is now more family time. Bram's father decided to make one corner of their house into a small musholla. Every prayer time all gathered together including Bik Yati and her husband, congregating with Father Brase as his faith then tadaruzan every magrib to Isya. The atmosphere of the house really becomes religious and it is very good for the entire house. In particular, their families are now becoming more chatter to discuss helping each other with school and college affairs and the mother who is now back as an assistant father who works at home.

Not all bad things bring bad if we can still see from another corner of the cage.

Meanwhile across the continent, Gibran was staring out the window of his apartment, staring at the orange sky in the afternoon which can now only be enjoyed through the window of his apartment.

The pandemic that has been running for more than a year makes many of Gibran's plans to be pending.

He who should this year be able to complete the intership as a graduation requirement, also hopes that the end of the year can be the final assignment trial and soon become a bachelor. But all must be postponed because the PPKM implemented by the Australian government is very strict and anyone who violates will get rewards and fines that are not small.

How are you there deck?" asked Gibran to speak to himself on his reflection on the window pane. " May be healthy there and the family is good too" he continued monologue himself." I hope you're still patiently waiting for your brother who's stuck here because of the pandemic."

Gibran reasoned a little worried. Every time he checked the news covid 19 from the homeland his heart was sad to see the increasing number of deaths from day to day. The number of infected is getting higher even though the rate of cure also remains but still makes you worried.

Gibran not only thought of Khalilah but also thought of Sumi and her husband. Every heart he took to call them if they were okay and if there were symptoms quickly to the hospital, but Thank God they are in good health and remain obedient to what the Government recommends. They only occasionally go out to shop for the needs of the house with strict health procedures.

Back Gibran pulling.