
A clear morning, the atmosphere was very cool. Shafa had just returned from the outside with a crackle bag of four packs of fried rice.
"Nih Vi, make breakfast." Shafa thrust what he brought to Silvi who was relaxing in the guest room with Alza and Aira.
The rented house was inhabited by four girls, namely Shafa Fikriyyatus Zahra, Silviana Diandra, Alza Aulia Rahma and Salma Aira. They met while looking for a boarding place. And it just so happened that one of their friends told me about the rented house they're occupying right now.
"You know what our Fa is again like this old date bokek. Hehe...!" silvi cengengesan.
"You've been a bad Vi, I didn't" chirped Aira.
Alza got up from his seat to pick up the plate.
While Shafa only smiled a little at the words of his two best friends.
"You treat us too often the Fa. You can save money," said Alza who just came with four dishes and a spoon.
"You're calm Za, I'm always talking. Last night I just got a bonus from the cafe. So, I want to share with you guys," Shafa said with a smile that always stuck on his face.
"You are the best Shafa" Silvia said.
The four of them immediately enjoyed a simple breakfast. From her best friends, Shafa gets a lot of life experience. How to respect each other, share each other and must put aside the ego in order to stay in harmony.
Shafa was ready to go to the campus. "Alza nih key my bike, you just use it today. I have business till the afternoon. Going home may be another night" he said, handing over the keys to Alza. They usually go back and forth together. Because Alza doesn't have a bike like the others.
"You're on the night shift again at the cafe?" ask Alza.
"Yes Za, let's go in the afternoon to go home at night." Shafa immediately left.
"Be careful Fa!" said Alza.
Shafa leisurely walked out of the village, towards the highway looking for public transportation.
"Eh Za, do you feel that there is something odd about Shafa?" ask Silvi.
"How's the pot?" sahut Alza's.
"Yes very strange. You see that Shafa's clothes are all branded, starting from his bag and other items. It's just that the item he chose was simple, so not too flashy," Silvi explained.
"You are very careful about the appearance of people" said Aira.
"This is how I know Ra fashion. Don't think Shafa is actually a bastard's son." Silvi.
"Shafa is a hard worker Vi. He also said that the item he was wearing was a gift from his former employer. Don't bring your own friends. You are a college student with him. So surely you better understand how Shafa is," said Alza while wearing his shoes. He also wants to be with Aira. Because both are in the same school. Meanwhile, Silvi is one campus with Shafa.
"I'm just guessing Za" Silvi said.
Alza moved from her seat. "Aren't you in a cube?"
Silvi is still playing with her phone. "My lecture schedule is noon today. I want a beautiful bobok first," he said without looking.
Alza and Aira just shook their heads at Silvi's behavior. Then the two of them immediately set off on a motorcycle.
Among them, it was Silvi who was from the family. But her parents told Silvi to study independently by telling her to live as a child. Money is also restricted by his parents.
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"Hi Shafa!" greet one of the male students as he passes through the campus corridor. Shafa only smiled at a glance, then quickened his pace towards his tutoring room.
After that, Shafa sat in the campus park alone to check the incoming e-mail. There were several emails from students declaring their love.
Shafa immediately deleted the messages without reading them. He leaned his head against the garden bench by exhaling a rough breath. His soul is really tired. Then he decided to go somewhere to find peace.
"STUUU!!!!" shafa shouted loudly. "Why did you leave me?" shouted again.
"I am alone without you inside me. I miss you Fachri. I miss you," Shafa said as he broke into tears. He sat down and drowned his face on both knees.
And this is where Shafa was often alone, he was now on a hill beside the village. She was free to cry and scream alone. Without worrying, someone is watching. Because that place is deserted. Below there is only a rubber garden and across it there is a pesantren that can be seen from the top of the hill.
"If you want to cry, cry. But remember crying is just a virtual complaint. After that rise up! Live life with passion. God has many ways of conveying longing to his servant. One of them is by giving us a test. So that we may remember Him again.
Remember the future is still wide. There's always hope while we're trying."
Shafa turned his head, hearing someone's voice beside him. His voice and words reminded him of Fachri.
The....!!!
Shafa's heart seemed to stop beating, seeing who was beside him. His eyes were fixed on the handsome figure who was now smiling at him. Shafa is like being in a dream. Could he be back? Shafa wishes he never woke up from his dream. The young man who was wearing a bright blue cocoa shirt still smiled at him. Her hair is also well-groomed. Adding perfection to himself. Shafa really hoped this was the reality. Happiness enveloped his heart.
"Fachry....!" Shafa subconsciously called out that name with a sparkling face. Tears flowed back without being asked.
The young man got up from his seat and left without saying anything.
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