Three Years Different

Section 21

The next day, Mardiyah decided to live life in an orphanage. He would never return to the city, never to meet the brash man again. Everything about the city and her encounter with Aryandra was wrong. He will never remember it again.

Only Miss Harsa, Sister Devina and Regita. The rest he will forget.

"Mbak Mar!"

Mardiyah woke up when she heard Salsa's voice. "Yes, Sal? Why?"

"It." Salsa handed two bushels to him. "Udah done. Just send it to Ummi Salamah."

From today, his regular duty is to deliver food to Umm Salamah. I don't know, he keeps feeling that Jafar has returned home. Although the fact is not yet. He really misses the man, his childhood friend who was so calm in dealing with everything.

Just go down the road. Mumpung is still morning, the inner Mardiyah who began to come out of the orphanage to the pesantren.

The air this morning was really refreshing. Step by step he walked through the rice fields and houses of the people. Until arriving at the pesantren, which he immediately approached the residence of Umm Salamah.

"Assalamualaikum, Ummi!" No one came out. Mardiyah said, "Assalamualaikum."

From the direction in Umm Salamah out. "Vaalaikumussalam. Mardiyah, huh? Food, son?"

"Yes, Ummi." Mardiyah handed me the food with a faint smile.

"Thank you, son. Let's stop by first" said Ummi Salamah.

Mardiyah. "Sorry, Ummi. Mardiyah still has a job at the orphanage. Mardiyah just said no."

Arrive at the orphanage again. Actually Mardiyah wanted to catch up with the orphanage children to eat together. But his memory goes back to what happened that night. What if Mr Budi saw from the cctv? What if Umma Sarah sees? Mardiyah did not want any misunderstanding between herself and Umma Sarah.

Mardiyah fell silent by taking a sitting position on the stone chair of the garden. His mind was not at all calm.

"May ..."

Mardiyah nodded and looked up a little. "Yes? Lut .. fan?"

"Gue wants to talk."

"Hm?" Mardiyah's confused. "Talk? What's?"

Lutfan was silent for a moment. "Lo all right?"

"I ... good." Mardiyah blinked for a moment. "Do I look good?"

Lutfan shook his head and took a seat opposite. Meanwhile, Mardiyah looked down again. I don't know if he doesn't want to look at Netra Lutfan anymore.

"City ..."

Mardiyah waited for Lutfan's speech.

" ... see cctv."

Mardiyah's heart was pounding. What does Lutfan mean? See cctv? Did the man also see what Aryandra was doing?

"Brand ..."

Netra Mardiyah widened.

"Cowok is rude, Mar!"

Mardiyah really did sculpt. Lutfan knows, Lutfan saw it all.

"Lo can .. connect with such a cowardly guy, Mar?"

Mardiyah breathed a heavy sigh.

"What's your business, Lutfan?" mardiyah flat said.

Lutfan threw up his laughter. Like no ordinary laughter heard by Mardiyah, the man looked like he was mocking.

"Nothing is." Lutfan. "Lo likes it in this place?"

Mardiyah looked up--stare straight at Lutfan. "Likes?"

Lutfan nodded.

"Go from here, Lutfan."

Mardiyah. Why did Lutfan become like this? Which angle of the cctv did the man see? Until the heart concludes that it likes to be treated badly.

"Excused?" Lutfan said, "Lo hasn't answered my question, Mar."

Mardiyah looked at Lutfan sharply. "That's my business with him. You don't have to interfere."

Lutfan was silent for a moment. Mardiyah's words were almost the same as Aryandra's son of a bitch. Lutfan. "Reason?"

"Because .. am I a snot boy?" Lutfan threw up his laughter. "Lo's not much different from him, Mar."

Mardiyah did not understand Lutfan's intentions. He decided to get up, leave the garden. But the second he stood, Lutfan actually said softly, "Can't I worry, Mar?"

Worrying? Didn't you insult me, Lutfan? inner Mardiyah by staying standing in place.

"In narik you get in the car." Lutfan turned his gaze into sorrow. "Gue doesn't know what's going on next, Mar."

Mardiyah remained silent

"If ..." Lutfan swallowed his saliva. It's hard to say anymore. "She confessed .. things--"

Mardiyah refuted, "Enough, Lutfan!"

Lutfan. "No, Mar!"

"What ... do I need to write again?" Lutfan stared right at the Mardiyah netra wistfully. "How dare I be the same? Because Umma really loves you the same as me, Mar."

Mardiyah lowered her head avoiding Lutfan's gaze. Because the net has been glazed over, his heart is weakened when it comes to Umma Sarah.

"Umma even said, I have to be strong, Mar." Lutfan. "Gue must be strong to protect you."

"Do you mind, Lutfan?" mardiyah said softly without looking at Lutfan, she stepped slowly. "If objection. Don't protect me anymore. Oh, we're nobody. You're not my blood sister, who must protect me to death."

Mardiyah left. Lutfan looked at the woman from a distance.

Lo really, Mar. After all, we are not blood brothers. I shouldn't be worried about this the same, right? inner Lutfan by walking left planting this-towards the feeding grounds of men. Ah, naw. His steps changed, he chose to be in the corner of a deserted orphanage.

That is, the back garden.

He sat there, enjoying the view. The string in Lutfan's right pocket trembled, and he had guessed that it was Aldo-sang a friend whom he had appointed to the rank of secretary.

"Yes?"

"Lut, there's info missing."

Lutfan's forehead shrivels. "What info?"

"The descendants of Adyuta will usually be fiancee with the Adiwangsa family, Lut. And I'm a horrors who dare to refuse recently just Aryandra aja. He said he was pu--"

Lutfan suddenly refuted, "Gue doesn't need her info anymore, Do."

"Eh? Lo ... really? There are many ten--"

"Yes, I don't care. Thanks, "lutfan's ending with his goal off.

Lutfan put his watch on the side. He looked up, it was getting early, the sun was starting to dazzle the eyes. Thought divided. But still for one purpose.

Not the blood sister? Lo really, Mar. I'm not your sister. But I ... Inner Lutfan was restrained by closing his eyes. At that instant, his memory scanned through childhood.

In this orphanage there is only one child who became the orphanage of Umma Sarah. Female gender, named Lunara Mardiyah. Little Lutfan does not know the origin of Mardiyah. Umma Sarah just said, that Mardiyah is her foster sister. He must be strong to protect his brother wherever and whenever.

Like at the moment. After school, Mardiyah cried because she was ridiculed by her friends. They said Mardiyah, an illegitimate child, had no father and no mother.

According to Lutfan, Mardiyah is his sister.

"Aren't you pa-pa?" ask little Lutfan.

Mardiyah rubbed her eyes to remove the tears that did not subside. "Aren't you pa-pa?" askalanya.

"Sister asked back. I don't want to, you know" replied Lutfan.

Mardiyah. "So you were beaten."

"I'm a man. Robust. I had also hit him back, brother," said Lutfan with his hands raised at his waist.

Mardiyah nodded. "Thank you."

"Try, Big brother here is the same as me," said Lutfan by stretching his hand.

"What do you want?"

Lutfan was silent for a moment. "hugs. It's .. if I cry. Umma usually hugs me. And I'm on it, brother."

Mardiyah nodded, and walked over to Lutfan. He hugged his adoptive sister tightly. "Thank you, Lutfan."

"Aren't you tired? Thanks-you continue?"

Mardiyah.

"I promise to be strong. Take care of Brother. So if suddenly there is something evil with Brother. I'll hit it straight away!"

Mardiyah nodded slowly.

"Mas! Lutfan!"

Everything gone. His memory was fragmented already, as the sudden sound of shouting returned him again to the real world.

"Mas, sleeping? What's the way, anyway?"

Lutfan confirmed his sitting position. "What the hell, Abian? It's not polite to yell in front of you, huh?"

"Not polite?" abian said with widened netra. "Aja who was built slowly still not awake. Yes, I shouted!"

"Whatever-whatever." Lutfan shook his hand. "Why are you disturbing?"

"Eat, Mas! Called it until the same time as Mas Banyu."

One of Lutfan's eyebrows shot up. Then he murmured, "Banyu again? Take him to the parlour often. Who the hell wants to meet?"

"Sound you, Mom?" ask Abian.

Lutfan got up, pushed Abian first. "Damistress, Bian. Mas denger's. Oh God! Wonder .... suddenly so you become brave yes Mas? Hm? Dare to snarl too!"

"A-anu .. if that is .. I was not intentionally, Mas," said Abian lirih.

Note:

Flashback is 8 years old Lutfan. Mardiyah is 11 years old.