This Story is called Love
Chapter 12 is disappointed
A few hours had passed, and the afternoon was approaching. Orange curates began to appear in the sky. Marking the sun will return to its quarrel.
The road began to be crowded by people who returned after a day of work. Qanita is no exception. However, elsewhere there are still men who struggle with a stack of sheets of paper and ready to be studied. He is Arsenio and accompanied by Andri who is loyal to be beside him.
Arsen looks so focused with the paper he holds. In his heart, no one knows except him and the owner of the heart. The paper is fixed until unknowingly the grip starts hard to indicate the existence of a stroke of emotion that wants to be evaporated from within.
Andri realized his boss all day unfocused and wanted to always be angry, began to feel like knowing the cause.
“Bos why ?”
“Ah, it's okay. Maybe a little tired Ndri.” Arsen replied without turning his eyes to the paper.
“If we are tired of just going home boss, tomorrow can be resumed.” Andri gave me advice.
“Ndri's soon, it's giggling. A little more.” Arsen.
Andri only let out a long sigh with the words of his superior. He knows when his boss is in a state of turmoil then he will vent on his work. Andri was lucky enough that his boss did not vent emotions on things that were not good and could be fatal to his health.
The time has now passed, the Adhan has begun to roar throughout the city. But Arsen and Andri are still busy with their respective duties.
“Ndri, already magrib let's go home. But we stopped by the nearest mosque first. Fear nyampe magrib house is up.” Said Arsen as he passed from his room.
Andri who heard his superior immediately walked behind, and a smile fell from his lips.
“This is one of the reasons I stay loyal beside you, even though your mouth is sometimes spicy like chilli. But never once thrown a dirty word, and most importantly you always prioritize the Power above everything.” Thought Andri was following Arsen.
***
After a journey of approximately fifteen minutes, Arsen and Andri arrived at one of the largest mosques in the city. The two men immediately traveled to a place of consecration before facing the Creator. They both dissolve in prayer, complaining about everything they went through all day asking for clues to the impasse, asking for calm over the thunders, and asking for patience through all the provisions given to them.
Not felt the time was running, now they have carried out keawajiban. Arsen walked in front of Andri without saying a word. As usual, Andri was behind him. Seeing Arsen like that again loading Andri wanted to ask the cause.
“You go straight home boss ?” ask Andri who followed Arsen's steps to where the car was parked.
“Ndon't know Ndri, I don't want to go home yet. Let's eat first Ndri.” Arsen said as he entered the car.
“Oh, ready boss.” Answer Andri.
The car that Andri drove again broke the road, without feeling until they were in one of the restaurants. It is not too luxurious but provides comfort for its visitors.
“You always know Ndri by what I feel now.” Said Arsen while observing the building of the restaurant.
“Thank you sir.” Andri answered suddenly formally.
Arsen was quite shocked, with the sect head directed at Andri with a look of astonishment. “Tumben you call me sir. Biasanyakan....,” Arsen did not continue his words and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.
Andri just rolled his eyeballs without replying to Arsen, and chose to follow his boss. They both chose the corner seat. The corner was their favorite place. Neither Arsen nor Andri understood why they liked the corner, but hated it so much when it was cornered.
Shortly after they sat down, there came a man wearing the uniform of the restaurant. The restaurant staff started writing down the order mentioned by Arsen and Andri. After no more orders, the man left the table Arsen and Andri. Some time Andri noticed Arsen's face.
“Bos why ? From this morning kayak face not washed aja.” Andri asked who was looking at Arsen.
“Otherwise if you say, anyways like me, I want to bend the cake, want to smile all day cake, do not wash the face of the cake, or do not shower all at all. This man my faces, my bodies.” Cerocos Arsenic.
“Hmm.” That's all that came out of Andri's mouth.
Arsen takes a breath and throws it rough “He will soon be bertedunting people Ndri.”
Andri who did not understand the words that came out of Arsen's mouth stared while thinking “Haaa, she ? She's getting married to her point ? But who is the boss ? Is he a_?
“Iya, don't mention his name.” Timpal Arsen direct.
“But the boss knows from where?” Ask Andri.
“I saw it directly, and he also ngeiyain.” Answer Arsen honestly.
“But kan_”
“Udah no need but-but an. Tuh food comes.” Cut off the Arsen who saw the employees who were carrying the food stepped towards them.
After the death of the employee Andri continued his speech that was cut Arsen “But right boss, has not specified he nerima tuh guy.” Speak quickly.
“Ndriiiiii.” Call Arsen while glaring at his eyes, to make Andri swallow his saliva.
While enjoying dinner, suddenly Arsen wanted to invite Royyan to meet. The bag then starts typing a message for Royyan.
“Yan, meet at the usual place, and regular hours. Can it ?”
Not long before Arsen waited for a reply to his message from Royyan, now his phone embroidery signifies the incoming message. It was from Royyan.
Yes, could.
Those two words were a reply from Royyan.
“Ndri, abis eat us home well.” Arsenic before continuing to eat.
“Iya boss.” Andri answered in his mouth.
***
Arsen is now cleaning up and getting ready to pray Isya at home, considering the time Isya entered when she was in the middle of the road. Then out of fear that the house will worry him until he goes straight home.
As he went down the stairs, the door of his house was knocked and the man behind the door said hello.
“Iya, Waalaikumussalam. A minute.” Answer Arsen to the living room.
He opened the door and saw who was behind the door.
“Eh, papa, grandpa. Arsen guess who.” Sapa Arsen invited Saad and Azel in. Then shut the door.
‘What time do you go home to ?” Saad asked as he walked towards the living room, followed by Azel.
“Isya pa, Arsen new until home. Abis was praying alone earlier.” Answer Arsen honestly.
“Come bang.” Azel also invited him.
“Arsen had eaten outside the same Andri pa.” Arsenic.
“Hmmm, tumben sister eating out. Why ?” tanya Irtiza who walked from the kitchen towards the dining room with the tableware and followed by Diana who brought side dishes.
“Yes, my sister wanted to. Arsen wants out, meet Royyan.”
“Hmmm, yes already son. You go first, before we eat. It's not good to leave people eating.” Maya said while giving the plate to her husband and youngest child.
“Iya ma, Arsen said goodbye.Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumussalam.” Reply to the Arsen family members simultaneously.
After closing the door of the house immediately he rode his sport bike to the place of his agreement with Royyan. Arsen deliberately slowed down the speed of his motorbike in front of Qanita's house, the door was half open indicating the arrival of guests. Arsen's heart was again made sick by it.
After driving with a chaotic mind and heart, he arrived at a cafe where he used to spend time with Royyan. Arsen descended his sport bike and a few women's eyes looked at him with admiration. But not loved by him, his body is now taken to enter the cafe and choose a place that he feels comfortable. Long enough he waited for Royyan, he decided to order. Shortly after ordering he saw a tall, sharp-nosed man with his bare hair walking towards him.
“Sorry Ar long. Something I took care of earlier at the hotel.” Sapa Royyan's.
“Hmmm, Assalamualaikum.” Greetings Arsen who seemed to insinuate Royyan for not greeting him first.
“Hehehe, Waalaikummussalam, sorry, sorry. Did you order ? Royyan.
“Udah earlier, briefly again came the most. Zacky no yah ?” Ask Arsen while wailing.
“No idea, ask the same waiter who came nganter ntar order. Why did you meet ? There is a problem ?” Royyan asked while staring at his HP screen, I don't know what was checked.
Arsen who saw Royyan was busy with HP when he was with Arsen “Ya already Yan, I am in front of you Yan, not on the screen tuh HP.” Arsenic ketus.
“Jeez Ar, this is me talking my mom, my mom, the woman who is worried about me. Tell him I'm outside again so he doesn't panic. I was out there was just a doang home assistant. My parents went to meet his friend's son. You have been my boyfriend for a long time.” Royyan replied at length.
“Iye iye. Do you have a girl ?”
“Not really well either. Forgetting. Hahaha.” Said Royyan while laughing at his absurdity.
Arsen who saw the waiter pointed towards him while carrying the order. Then he asked the question where Zacky was. The waiter did not know the whereabouts of the sister-in-law of the owner of the cafe where he worked.
“Chat by Ar. He is not busy right now.” Royyan.
“No Yan, tomorrow-tomorrow we collect threesome.” Answer Arsen.
“You haven't answered my question, why aren't you sure to see ?” Ask Royyan.
“Huuuuft he today gave an answer to tuh guy Yan. I don't know how this is finally. My efforts will end where and what Yan will be. It's time well I gave up Yan.”
Royyan could only look at Arsen with a pitying face. He knew how deeply Arsen felt about Qanita. But whatever the power, he can do nothing. In addition to encouraging and entertaining Arsen.
“It is Ar, if he is for you the Power will unite you. Already, you have effort, have prayer as well. You tawakkal yah.” Royyan said wisely.
“Yan, you didn't fall over your head before ? Or no longer possessed by a genie either right ?” Arsen asked as he heard the sentence from Royyan's mouth.
“Iya is not Ar. I can be an expert on this love.” Royyan said in a silly tone.
“Hahahaha, want to be a love expert ? My girlfriend does not have.” Arsen's laughter broke, and made Royyanpun laugh.
Royyan was happy to make his friend laugh even though his heart could be holding back the pain. After that they just chatted casually ngidul until silly things did not escape their chatter.
At the same time, in another place there was a woman sitting between her father and mother, squeezing her sweaty fingers. Yes, she is Qanita Abdillah.
“Sorry in advance son Qanita, maybe son Qanita has been informed by mr. Abdi our arrival intent.” Ustadz Faiz.
Qanita just nodded without looking at Ustadz Faiz and Rizky who were in front of her.
“Just go, son, Do we especially Rizky can hear and get an answer from the CV that he sent to you?” Ask ustadz Faiz back.
Qanita took a deep breath and closed her eyes, steadying her intention as well as her decision. “Bismilbornohmanirrahim. Earlier I would like to thank Mr. Rizky who sent me his CV which is far from good. I hope whatever my answer may be best for all of us. Aamiin.”
Retracted his breath slowly and exhaled just like that. “I'm sorry my brother couldn't reply to him like what you expected. Hope big brother get better than me.” Qanita answered steadily while looking at Rizky and Ustadz Faiz alternately.
Both the parents of Qanita or ustadz Faiz are quite surprised by the answers thrown. But not with Rizky, immediately his head bowed and endured the pain was also disappointed that could not be said to be small.
Maya simply stroked her son's back and Abdillah clasped Qanita's right hand. As if to tell them they appreciate his decision.
“May I know my cage where Qanita is ? So I can fix it, until you can change your decision.” Rizky said suddenly. Ustadz Faiz gasped at his son's words, and increasingly realized how much he wanted to edit Qanita.
Some time Qanita was silent digesting Rizky's speech. Both of his parents still clasped their hands tightly and stroked his back.
“Sister no less, I think that big brother is very good even so good. But can the heart be forced ? Wouldn't the more forceful it would be to make wounds ? Not only one party, but both parties will feel the wound.” Reply to Qanita who occasionally lowered her head and looked at Rizky.
Hearing Qanita's reply, Rizky was again made speechless and realized what she did not have. Yes, she did not have Qanita's heart and it was possible that one of the empty spaces in her heart was already filled.
Ustadz Faiz who realized the awkwardness of opening the voice again.
“Good son, we appreciate your decision. Thank you so soon for coming to see us.”
“Sorry Mr. Ustadz, hopefully my answer earlier did not make our silaturrahmi rope stretch.” Qanita said sincerely.
“God willing is not son. Not so Ky.” Ustadz Faiz asked for Rizky's approval.
“Eh, yes Qanita. Insha Allah no. Thank you also for accepting CVku.” Rizky said sincerely.
Hearing Rizky's words, made Qanita smile sincerely at him. Faiz and Rizky returned home to Qanita and her parents. Delivered his guests to the front of the house, then the view of Qanita caught the hand of ustadz Faiz was stroking the affection of Rizky's back as a sign to encourage and spread his son.
***
If a few hours ago Arsen is still in the cafe with Royyan, now he is in his room and is getting ready to perform the prayer before going to bed. After performing the prayer, the clock has shown at 22:30. Soon he cleaned the bed before laying down his body, then turned off the room lights that were replaced with sleeping lights.
Once again he checked HP before entering the dream. Seeing no notifications or anything else, the HP was put back to its original place. Then start diving into the dream. But before his sleep was completely sound, he faintly heard the notifications from his HP. Angrily he took HP on the table and saw who sent him the night-night message.
“Ngapain him night-night chat ?” Murmuring Arsen with drowsiness that was not restrained, he suddenly threw HP under his bed. Then continued the disturbed sleep and now he was completely asleep.
