Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

89. Primate of Flavor

...🌹A person's attitude can reflect his heart. Attention given, it could be an expression of affection that has not been spoken.🌹...

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The completion of the last hour of the course, is the most awaited time by all students. As soon as the lecturer closed the class - the sign that the material was over - was the most pleasant moment for me. Although it means having to be ready to do the task given, because there is no course that really ends, even though the class has been dissolved.

I packed the books and items, stuffing them all into the bag while glancing at the watch on the wrist. At 15:30 .. thank God today can go home early after days after the new isy’ until home. If it is not raining, can make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Mbah kakung; mumpung thursday.

I was ready to put the bag in, after making sure nothing was left behind. However, the snags move when looking to the right side. Aina was packing lazily, as if her body was still weak after being sick a few days ago.

“Lemes really, anyway? Hungry, huh?” ask me with a joking tone.

Aina shook her head, her hand inserted the book very slowly. After a few days of not getting in because of illness, he did look uninspired. Maybe his body has not fully recovered, or there is a problem.

“Motor is still in the workshop, huh? Home up what?”

When visiting the boarding house, Aina told me that the bike needed a lot of repairs. Get off the engine due to the carelessness of forgetting to change the oil, so you have to stay in the workshop for days. According to Aina because the motor is old output, so it takes time and special mechanics to fix. So that it can be driven again as before.

“Make motor,” replied Aina briefly, impressed lazy.

“Alhamdulillah has become the motor. I did not ask for online taxi license again, dong?”

During Aina's motorbike in the workshop, she always asked for help ordering an online taxi to go home to the boarding house. If I can't read the map and have trouble memorizing the path, then Aina is confused how to use various applications on a smartphone. We complement each other, make friendship because both have shortcomings.

“Thank you for the help during this time,” said Aina while glancing at me and putting on a forced smile.

Seeing her expression, my female nature as a creature that has the highest curiosity appears, “Definitely out a lot, yes, really motor?”

“Ngot know how much, have been paid by Gus Hafidz.” replied Aina. I heard a dislike in his sentence.

“Alhamdulillah, dong. Means you do not need to bother thinking about spending money because of the actual motorbike. Indeed, the attention of Gus Hafidz is with you, make envy, deh.” I said praising the man who used to be the topic of our conversation while still mondok in Al-Hidayah princess boarding school.

“What attention? People motorbike is not returned, which is delivered to the boarding even a new motorbike. Do not use ask first, play change people's motorbike at will. That's not the name of attention, but selfish!” Aina grumbling.

I turned my eyes to hear his words. Didn't expect Gus Hafidz to pay such attention to my best friend. Any girl would soar if treated like Aina, but she grumbled instead.

“Motor new really?” I shook my head to correct the words, “I mean just bought it?”

Aina nodded, “Ho-oh! Directly sent from the showroom, already paid cash with him. Bangetan, right? How can I not be angry, try?”

My reflex hit the table, until the people who were still in the room turned their heads. I returned their gazes with a grimace, realizing the silliness of that spontaneous attitude.

“You are a fool! Purchased a new motor even angry, the brain is not taken anywhere so gini, nih!” I nagged bo doh Aina's attitude.

“Emang often misses, anyway. Like confused with the brain, not synchronized with the heart when invited to think. Yes, I've stayed.” Aina grumbled back.

I closed my mouth to hold back the laughter. Sometimes we are not clear when we are talking about something. Serious can be used as a joke, and vice versa. When you want to joke, it is taken in serious mode.

“Where can the story be bought in a new motor? pep knows, deh!” my curiosity came to the surface, shamelessly urging Aina to reveal the story.

“Truly peeper knows? Can you keep a secret, can't you?”

I nodded confidently. It had been a long time friendly, but Aina always asked like that if she wanted to tell a story. It was as if what he was about to reveal was a huge secret that no one else should know. He should have memorized that I never leaked his secret to anyone. For he holds my secret tightly and tightly shut.

Aina told me from the beginning. Ever since I left her with Gus Hafidz on the minimarket terrace. I occasionally respond to his story by praising Gus Hafidz.

“If I were you, Na. Must have been klepek fell in love with Gus Hafidz, which woman does not want to be given attention with such a romantic attitude?” I said after Aina finished telling me.

“We're different, Jen. I'm not like you are comfortable little, instantly dear.”

Aina's words made me smile wryly while frowning. My mind asked, am I really what Aina said?

“I can not accept everything he did, if the edges there are shrimp behind the stone.” said Aina.

"meaning?" I don't understand what Aina said.

“You forgot my slogan of life? No human being is truly sincere, Jen. We pray five times a day, make a wrestling modusin, right? Let it be a reward, keep going to heaven. Nah! Especially between humans, most of the modes than sincere.”

I nodded, but did not fully justify Aina's opinion. Maybe I'm too naive to think there must be a sincere human being. A thousand to one, but there must be.

“If what Gus Hafidz did was to get your heart, it's legal, right? How do we know, someone likes us if he just shut up. Yes no?” I expressed an opinion to respond to Aina.

Spontaneously I punched his arm, “Where, anyway? You used to want to be most noticed by Gus Hafidz, amazed by him. Now it has become a reality even do not accept.”

Aina snorted again as she glanced at me and said, “Attempt does not mean that you want to get it. Anyway, we were still Mts, Jen. Naturally want to be noticed the same guy that we think is awesome. Yeah, no, anyway? Now it's different conditions.”

“What's the difference, anyway? Precisely now because we have grown up time serious same guy, yes, right?” I insinuated Aina who actually did put her heart on the son of Kyai, but the prestige revealed.

“It is precisely because now we are adults, I so think ... can not possibly be able to get love.” Aina said softly, “Who am I? Sassy yearns for the love of a respectable Gus Hafidz, smart and admired by many.”

“If a soul mate, the impossible can be possible, Na. By Alloh.”

Right after saying that sentence, the phone in the bag went off. Immediately I took it, so as not to continue floundering and noisy. However, the call sign ended, when I almost swiped the green button to receive it. Change with a short message notification that comes one second later.

“Back home, yuk!” I left, after replying to the message briefly and quickly.

“Not finished venting whereas,” grumbled Aina while pulling the strap of her bag.

“Lanjutin confide online only, later! Thursday, this is. Must go home quickly so I can go to the tomb.” I pulled his left hand. Although lazy, he moved too, because he did not want to be left alone in the room.

“Why rush, anyway?” aina protested as I pulled her down a brisk walk, down the campus.

“I have been awaited in front.” I replied quickly.

“Who? Mr Hara?” I nodded, answering his exact guess.

“ Pantesan do not want to be horrified confide in me. That, huh? Who already has a personal driver, now does not need a cane to the number?” Aina sneered as she walked along.

“What, anyway, Na? Must have been horrified, really. Uh, you're grinning, dong. No need to bother with me until the terminal?” sindirku.

“Alhamdulillah, reduced is the burden of my life because there is no need to drive Jenar and wait for him until he can bus.” Aina held out one hand, like a person who was berTO’a.

We laughed while walking. There is always something fun when you are with a friend.

“Jen?” call Aina.

“Heem,” answer.

“You are not afraid every day to be picked up by Mr Hara? Never thought, what is your shuttle destination for?” aina's question made me stop my steps.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest as he continued the sentence, “How are you, huh? Just ... You once told me that Mr. Hara was your brother's right hand. That means he's busy, right? I know he also has the task of controlling Kyai Ali to fill the study every Saturday, Sunday and Wednesday morning. Not if Miss Nyai or Gus Hafidz need help.”

I saw Aina, my best friend was not finished talking apparently, “Any when now she so have a lot of time for you. Trouble shuttle, even though he lives near the boarding school, right? The distance is quite far, you know, from your home.”

The long words Aina said made me think. The memory of the brain twisting the course of events began my encounter with Mr. Hara at the tomb of Mas Ghufron. Until now, I had no idea when exactly we became close. Getting closer, as there was hardly any time we missed without exchanging news.

Ever since I told her about my trauma, did she take me to treatment or when I asked her to take me to Aina's boarding house? Even I never refused to be picked up without asking for a reason and calculating the distance. It's like I feel safe and comfortable being with him.

“Don't Pak Hara like you, Jen?”

Aina's question broke the daydream, while making me realize. Can't it be that a perfect person like Mr Hara likes a girl like me, or is it that the comfort I feel when I'm with her a sign that I like her?

Nope, no! That's very unlikely. I must only feel protected, while Mr. Hara is also only to help. As the totality of devotion to my brother.

I shouldn't have a presumption without real evidence.

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Connect ....

*This is it, who's waiting for how Jenar feels. Uh, apparently he's insensitive, huh? Though people who often overthinking are usually too sensitive. However, it could be that he was stuck with his own habits. So the result of people who often overthinking it, sometimes it becomes difficult to distinguish prejudice. Which should be thought of seriously, even ignored, but vice versa. Which should be ignored because it is too excessive, even thought seriously.

That's why .. Stop! from now on, control emotions so as not to think too much about something excessively.fear may be, jealousy may be, suspicious may be, prejudiced may also be, which should not be it. So it's only natural, yes. Let's not lose like the Jenar Deck. 😊*

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