Three Years Different

Section 12 (2)

After arriving at the orphanage. Mardiyah immediately said goodbye to go to the room without meeting Umma Sarah. Weary. I could hardly fall asleep at night, crying and thinking about my mother.

It was even decided, to choose to resign. Indeed he admitted he dodged, working at the Flower Shop Harsa made him relate to people he did not want to see. Either because of Devina, I don't know because of Miss Harsa who is a top class person.

He's tired already.

Don't want to meet new people anymore. Last time, he went to the Lazuardi hotel. Perhaps he would be looking for a new job, not as a florist staff he thought was a regular shop. Miss Harsa is good. Devina and Regita are also good. But he alone was not used to it, gathering with the elite people.

The kling!

His jaw rang, entered the notification from Madam Harsa. He wanted to ignore it, but still couldn't.

Miss Harsa Jayantaka

This email you sent is serious, Mardiyah?

^^^Yes, Madam^^^

^^^ Again, I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye

Miss Harsa Jayantaka

You're self-conscious not being polite, are you?

Meet me tomorrow at the Flower Shop

Mardiyah nodded. He was disrespectful, suddenly resigned without explanation. Miss Harsa deserves to be angry, or even by not paying her last wage, Mardiyah does not matter.

^^^Fine, Madam^^^

The veil used. Then Mardiyah threw herself in bed on her back. Stared at the roof of the house for a moment, he was sleepy. Just want to sleep. But his stomach held hunger.

There was a knocking on the door. Netra Mardiyah looked at the doorway and shouted, "Who?"

"It's me, brother. Goddamnit."

Her voice is too soft. If he had not sharpened his hearing, he might not have been heard. "Yes, wait. A moment."

Wear the veil again. Then walk towards the door. "What's up, Nay?"

Inayah brought a plate of food and a glass of warm tea that was on the tray. "I .. This, Brother. I was told by Bang Lutfan to give this to Kak Mar."

A lutfan? inner Mardiyah. Taken over the tray with a faint smile he looked at Inayah. "Thank you, Nay. You go back to the dining place. Not breakfast yet, is it?"

Inayah nodded. "Yes, Brother. Haven't. If that's what I'm sorry. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosur."

The door is back closed. Mardiyah placed the tray on the table, in her gaze for a moment with a strange feeling. It has been a long time since he has not talked or ..just do these things with Lutfan and Jafar.

Everything has changed.

Yeah, changed.

Thank you, Lutfan, inner Mardiyah by starting to devour her food.

...🌺...

"Where, Nay? Did you give it to Mardiyah?"

Inayah. "Udah, Bang. But ..."

"But what?"

Inayah lowered her head by twisting her fingers. "I-I said it was from Bang Lutfan."

Lutfan sighed softly. Failed, he pretended not to care. Inayah clearly said that from him. Yeah, it's okay. This girl must be nervous, after all, this little girl is shy. Even though it is close to Mardiyah.

"Pardon me, Bang."

Lutfan. "Yes, no pa-pa. Thanks, Nay."

"Assalamualaikum, Lutfan!"

Lutfan was surprised not to play. "Well, crazy lo, Nyu. I really like it, huh?!

"Istighfar, Lut! My greetings you haven't bales yet."

Lutfan scratched his non-itchy nape. "Eh, yes. Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi. Haven't you?"

Banyu nodded. "Lut, can I ask you?"

"Can. What do you want to ask?"

Banyu said, "Gus Jafar how are you, Lut?"

"Alhamdulillah. I'm fine," said Lutfan by turning his face.

"Still in town, Lut?"

Lutfan. "Hm. Still."

There was silence for a moment. Banyu said, "Sorry, Lut."

"Well you're sorry, Nyu? So strange. Not if you want to know the news about me." He looked at Banyu carefully, and in a while he turned irritated. "Bring up, Nyu."

"What anyway, Lut?"

"Lo ..." Lutfan's right hand pointed at Banyu. "Why do you often go to the home? Who's the lady, huh? It's about senior you know, staying pesantren for a long time!"

"A-anu .. I was told to send my mother nganterin spices to the home kok," replied Banyu.

Netra Lutfan glared and shook his head in disbelief. "Aini's body told you? Noddy. No way! Reason doang lo, mah!"

"What a reason, Lut! Ustazah Aini is my brother yo so maybe he told me. That can't possibly tell you, Lut!"

Lutfan scoffing. Staring at the place to eat with the princess, there were seen some women passing by. "definitely. I'm sure there's something you like between them."

Banyu. "None!"

"Was bribing! Who am I being honest with?"

Banyu looked at Lutfan. "A-anu .. What about pa-pa?

"Aren't you pa-pa?"

"If I like the orphanage."

Yeah, not pa-pa, Nyu. Not as long as Mardiyah! inner Lutfan by changing his position sitting facing Banyu. "It's not pa-pa! It all depends on the girl, will you not be the same? And so on, Nyu ..."

"What, Lut?"

"If you really like it you fight, until the last blood."

Lutfan's left shoulder was hit by Banyu. "What are you, huh? The blood-spots are finishing! Do you think I'm fighting between love and that country?"

"Lho, yeah! I'm just giving you advice, Nyu. The last blood point I mean the cake .. sort of, your weakest point in fighting for love. If you're tired, you'll give it up, right?

Banyu. "Sandak. I will not give up. Until the woman I like gets married."

"Well? Meanin? Your weakest point is not in rejection dong?"

Banyu nodded. "Yes, no."

"Lunatic wow! How fitting! I have a good example, Nyu. I also won't give up before the girl I like to marry!"

"Emang .. who do you like, Lut?"

Lutfan. "I am the same secret as God. Man cannot know."