TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

I'm Calm

Zafir was on a street so bright. To his left was a large and tall building.

But it looks so beautiful even though it is quiet. Zafir looked to his right and left as if looking for someone to question.

"I where?"

"What is this place?"

However, he did not find anyone The beautiful city was more involved like a dead city. A city without inhabitants.

In times of turmoil melandaannya. A girl suddenly smiled at him.

Zafir approached, the girl he knew so well with a happy heart.

"Fely.." call her cheerfully as she gets closer.

However, the girl whose face looked so much like Fely was just smiling not a single word came out of her lips.

"Fely..." Zafir called the girl's name again.

The girl persisted with her smile.

Surprisingly in that smile as if Fely was saying, "I'm fine. Take good care of yourself. One day you'll find a better soul mate than me."

"Fely.." call Zafir for the umpteenth time.

But Fely still ignored him. The girl waved and turned to a white house.

Not big and not small. The girl entered cheerfully as if without any burden.

"Fely...!" rean Zafir tries to chase after the girl who looks like Fely but too late. The girl was no longer in front of his eyes.

Zafir's heart beats faster. The feeling is getting worse.

Questions reappeared in his brain.

"What's wrong with Fely?" muttered.

The young man looked increasingly agitated. His body moved and shifted.

Slowly he opened his closed eyes but where did he go? The young man did not realize what was happening.

"Subhanallah, just a dream." Zafir rubbed his face gently.

He saw a wall clock in his room. The long needle is pointed at the number 1 and the short needle at the number 3.

"Four thru five" murmured Zafir.

Soon, the young man headed for the bathroom. There was a sound of faucets pouring from Zafir's bathroom, indicating the young man was ablution.

Finished ablution, the young man held a prayer service and focused as a servitude to the Creator of Nature.

Two rakaat tahajud prayers, four rakaat hajat prayers in further three rakaat salat witir.

Zafir then had as much dignity and dignity as he could to the Almighty.

The shadow of Fely's face that was present in his dream flashed wildly, resuscitating Zafir. Fely was calm and happy in nature.

One that made him calm and sure, Fely had already crept before his death arrived.

Fely's happy smile in his dream seemed to announce his condition and as a sign of separation.

They now live in two different realms.

Again Zafir raised both his hands praying for the girl who had just met him in the dreamland.

Simultaneously Zafir lowered his hands from the mosque there was the sound of the morning bedug in the tabuh.

The young man stood pulling his tongue. Zafir went to the mosque.

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Zafir arrived at the campus just a minute before the lecturer entered, causing some of his friends who were told about the death of Fely had to swallow a pill of disappointment because they had to wait for the course to finish.

Sure enough, the first lecturer came out, the whole class on ngerubutin Zafir asked the suspect of Fely's death.

"I don't know yet. But, Papa Fely has reported it to the authorities. Let's wait for the next development" replied Zafir.

He deliberately did not tell what he knew in order to maintain the reporting and results of the police investigation.

Zafit also hopes that Papa Fely reveals the unnatural death of his daughter. Not himself. Because Papa Fely is the girl's guardian.

After the lecture hours were over, Zafir met Reksa to the location they agreed to.

It turns out that there Reksa is not alone, he is with another man.

"Assalamualaikum, Um!" greet Zafir.

"Fir, know this Om Yudhis. My legal power," Muta introduced the man she was with.

"Hello Om, Good afternoon I am Zafir," the young man extended his hand to Yudhis.

"Hell, too" hail Yudhis.

"So she's your son's girlfriend, Rek?" Yudhis to the point asked Reksa.

"I'm the same Fely not a couple, Om. But we do plan to get married as soon as possible" explained Zafir so that there is no misunderstanding between these two men.

"What's the difference between young people?" ask Yudhis taut.

"Whoa Om. Me and Almarhumah are not in a relationship or anything like that. For me it is better to get rid of immediately than to establish an unclear relationship that even plunges into sin and adultery" said Zafir.

Yudhis seemed to hear Zafir's explanation.

"Well, you're a great young man. Honey, God wants something else. If your daughter is still alive and they are really married, I am sure you will be the happiest in-laws to have a son-in-law like Zafir gini," Yudhis said.

"Don't muji, Om. My aim is not to be strong lhoo face reality." seduced Zafir.

"You're not strong, add young people!" reply Yudhis.

Zafir and Reksa chuckled suddenly at the joking of Yudhis.

"It turns out a lawyer can also laugh like that!" say Reksa.

"Not joking but that's how it is. Just allow the young!" Yudhis turned towards Zafir as if asking for support.

"Yes. yeah... Yes, yes, Om. Rather than the Fely case not in a mulucus." quipped Zafir.

"Well, really!" sahut Mutual.

"Seriously now!" mutuals

"Order a drink, Fir!" tell Reksa as his hand waved to call a waitress.

Zafir mentioned the order. Then he started looking seriously towards.

"Om, here!" Zafir took out the thing he had been storing since yesterday.

"This is the result of a visa and an autopsy on Fely's body. They did it without anyone's permission. This is because no family has found her," Zafir handed her the hospital-copped envelope. Soetomo to Mutual.

"Laly who took the girl to the hospital?" asked Yudhis curiously.

Because Mutual also does not know the clear story. Therefore the young lawyer deliberately went to see Zafir to ask for an explanation from him.

"Said the hospital attendant, an angkot driver," Zafir replied.

"More specifically Om Reksa and Om Yudhis can read this diary!" Zafir handed the pink booklet with the scent of jasmin to Muta.

"I've read and it says the culprit!" said Zafir tensely and trying hard.

Mutual received the book trembling.

"Fely misses her Papa so much. Even when he experienced such deep anxiety, Om Muta which he called," continued Zafir.

The man looked regretful and pitiful, the loss of his mere puppet princess greatly struck his soul.

Even these two days he could not eat well, slept well.

"Om is strong. God willing, Fely was calm and happy there!" entertain Zafir as much as possible, although he himself was also hit half-life.

It was as if half of his soul was reluctant to move on. However, the people around him are encouraging and sending a lot of positive energy so that he can be this fresh.

While Reksa, the man lives alone without anyone beside him. His fragile soul would be even more broken if no one cared about it.

"Om, better get married again! Let someone else! The gala can be reduced lhoo!"

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