Waiting Morning

Nizar is heartbroken

Nizar pensively remembers Beena's rejection of her feelings. Disappointed he stood leaving the place that was a silent witness of his love, he walked limply back to his place of duty.

But before he went to the post, he realized there was chaos in his heart and had to express it. Because if he does not spill it will certainly have a bad impact on his emotions and professionalism.

Nizar chose a hill that was located far enough from the crowd of disaster victims post. Shortly before reaching the top of the hill, Nizar ran faster towards the top of the hill which is quite steep and slippery. While shouting as loud as she hoped by shouting a little evaporate her emotions.

“Aarrrrrgghhhh.

Bugh...

Nizar fell, but he forced to get up and run faster no matter his body was injured and even fell even though his sanity decreased by a few percent of the soul of a Nizar.

"Maryaam Tabeena.

Nizar's breathing was stingy, he knelt down making both his knees hurt, subduing his gaze.

" Beena.." this time Nizar called out Beena's name softly, with little energy left until a tear came out of his eyes without him noticing.

Bruk, he spilled his body on the ground with a gaze staring deep into the sky.

Then Nizar closed both of his neutrals.

When Nizar was closed, Beena's shadow was present as if inviting dialogue.

" Mas Nizar" whispered the voice of a woman familiar to him.

In Nizar's subconscious, he believes that it is the voice of the woman he loves so much.

" Na, this isn't fair to me, I loved you even long before the man loved you. It's not fair Na.." said Nizar.

" She, I didn't reject you because who loved me first. Or who came to me first."

"Mas Nizar." this time Beena approached, and sat down in front of Nizar.

" Learn from Rosulullah, when he was 20 years old Rosul he had to accept rejection by Fakhitah. Though Fakhitah was the son of his own uncle, Abu Talib but the matter of feeling is not a matter of close or distant kinship.

"Mas.." said Beena soothingly,

He drew his lips to Nizar's side and said "to his words Abu Talib that a good man should repay every good"

Nizar opened his eyes slowly, making sure that the one who invited the dialogue was Beena. He began to rise and notice the situation around him.

Is he really hallucinating?

Nizar muttered, "So there's nobody" he started walking back to the post. The downhill road made him stagger. Despite having to fall down several times, he kept walking.

As he fell, he became increasingly aware of the words of the woman in his hallucinations. He must accept Beena's decision to warn him that he cannot accept Nizar's feelings, which is why Beena asks him not to wait, Let God guide the destiny of his love.

Huhhhhh....

Nizar wastes his breath.

He hoped that after venting his disappointment loudly there would be no tightness in his chest.

Arriving at the post, he immediately cleaned his body and the wounds on his body. While occasionally feeling pain, he finally realized his silly steps on the hill.

As for Beena, of course this is the most difficult situation. In his little heart he did not want to hurt someone's feelings. But anyway, he had to finish it quickly and precisely.

" Mr Na.." said Bimo as he approached Beena who was focusing on her leptop.

"Hm.." replied Beena while editing the script, making sure that the work later did not occur any errors.

" What's the doctor?" ask Bimo to investigate.

" Why, what?" answer Beena flat.

" So?" bimo said by mimicking Nizar's sour face.

Beena stopped her activity, looking towards Bimo. He saw the mimic of Bimo's face that mimicked the look of Nizar's face at that time.

Beena shook her head, trying not to respond to Bimo's questions.

The business of feeling is indeed complicated, even if he explained to Bimo not necessarily he understood. Because Bimo used to look apathetic for matters of the heart.

"Mr Na..." Bimo whining.

" What.." he replied casually.

" So right, the guy you met yesterday was first love?"

Beena was still indifferent, occasionally she checked all the latest reports and photos of disaster victims.

" Marine guys are cool, right? it's worth it that Na's willing to wait a long time".

Beena still did not respond, she then looked at her watch. Time to live is just one hour away.

Bimo mellowing.

This time Beena really couldn't bear the ravings of Bimo. Beena closed her laptop and tidied up all the note material for the live broadcast she would bring later. Ensuring the order of the cards he will convey so as not to be missed.

“ Huh...introvert humans have healed, and metamorphosed into gossip”

Beena cut her sweet lips.

“ Dah ah, it's working time!” Beena went straight to Bakornas PBP post.

Beena moved from her seat, followed by Bimo.

" Sir Na..mbak wait for me" cried Bimo while holding the camera.

Today's activities are really draining Beena's energy and mind. Until the night he had not had time to eat dinner, his face looked lethargic.

Although tired, did not make his spirit recede accompany the children in disengagement. Tonight, Beena is filling up with wordplay. Laughter from children made some volunteers interested in approaching the post. Finished filling activities with children some volunteers from academia and medical chat.

“ Mbak Beena has not had dinner from earlier, I went to the general kitchen post first maybe there is food that can be eaten” said Bimo who was a little worried about the health of his colleagues.

“ This Late Bim? “ asks Beena not sure there's leftover dinner.

Nizar who was at that time in the children's post approached Beena.

“ You haven't eaten Na?” ask Nizar.

Beena shook her head.

With a limp step, Nizar approached Beena.

" Why are your legs?"

" It's falling, but it's okay" Nizar explained by trying to make sure it's okay.

" Falls? how can?" ask Beena curiously.

" The story is long, but it's ok as you can see I'm fine" Nizar said.

" So, I'm sorry?"

“ Relax aja Na. Did you say you haven't eaten? I have fruit. It's good to hold your hunger.” Nizar thrust a banana into Beena's face.

Beena only glanced at the fruit and then turned to look at Nizar.

“ Na, the content of carbohydrates and potassium is good for your body's energy source that has been working all day”

Nizar adds explaining the benefits of the Musaceae plant.

It was not long before Akbar came to the two.

“ Hi Bee” greet Akbar while running small towards Beena.

Akbar's gaze alternately looked towards Beena and Nizar.

“ I met Bimo said he had not eaten, but I brought bread”.

With a little unpleasant, Beena chose the bread that Akbar brought instead of bananas.

Rejection for the second time, made Nizar smile wryly.

“ Oh yes mas, introduce this mas Nizar. Mas Nizar is the son of his friend's father who is inJogja.”

Beena's light on Akbar.

“And this is Akbar, Akbar's mas.”.

“ We already know each other” sergeant Nizar cut the unfinished sentence Beena said.

Looking at this situation, Akbar understood that Beena was actually the person Nizar meant the other day. To dilute the atmosphere for the food refusal offered by his rival, Akbar did not run out of sense to explain.

“Zar, Beena it's not want your offer. But he had a trauma to bananas. That's why he chose baki” explained Akbar.

“ Really?” Nizar replied with a curious face pretending to hide his disappointed expression.

“ Yes, it was while we were at Raimuna activities. Beena was hungry from night to morning. Uh-given breakfast bananas that overcook arguably close to rotten. He was vomiting, until he smelled a banana he did not like” Akbar was uprooted to imagine the incident.

“ Yes mas, until now I do not like the banana” Beena rubbed his forehead withstanding embarrassment.

From Akbar's story, Nizar learns how much Akbar knows about Beena. They are the perfect couple. And Nizar is happy to see Beena has found her purpose. It may be true, love does not have to have.

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