Why Do Rafka Hate Rumi?

22. Secret

"Btw, you two don't like games? Why not mabar. Than bored? I'm gonna take a break, hehe. Take care of me too, yeah..."

Rafka pulled out her phone. "Come if you dare!" Go straight to Irfan. Finally, they sat down on a chair and tilted her phone.

Not long, the door opened. Cia and Krishna. It turned out that the two of them were visiting Rumi together.

"Hey sob." As Krishna told Rafka, Krishna did not know Irfan.

Cia went straight to Rumi. "Ihh Rum, it hurts?" He sat down and held Rumi's hand.

Rumi smiled, "Cia, how are you?"

"Iiihhh Rum, I'll ask... Today we call him you. I don't want to be rude to you Rum." Rumi nodded. "You're all right, aren't you?"

"Yes, just my head still hurts and my vision is a little blurred like minus eyes, but not minus."

"That's the wounded which is Rum?"

"Before, little brain."

"danger right? That's 2nd semester's material across biology." He said while remembering.

"Ssttt, yes I know. Don't you tell my boyfriend, will you? I'm not afraid of dying, I just want her not to worry about me. Right now, I can't stand up."

Cia shed her tears. "Why?" Cia saw Krishna who was the focus of playing the game.

Rumi smiled, "You're Ci's girl... If I knew gini, I wouldn't be going out with Rafka, afraid he might get hurt when I see him go."

Cia wiped her tears. "Don't despair dong, there may be a miracle that happens to you later, Rum."

Rumi shed her tears,"AAMIIN. I hope so too."

Cia rubbed Rumi's tears, "Udah shht don't cry, your boyfriend will know."

"Oh yes, maybe if I really don't exist later. Give me Deya, Jiyan and Jihan, please..." He gave her a box wrapped in newspaper. The package is small so that it can be put in a bag. "Then go on, make Rafka." Rumi gave one more heart-shaped box.

"Where can you take this? Destiny can change Rum." Her speech.

"It's okay just in case. When I entered 12th grade, I was still there. That's why I asked Ci again" he said with a laugh.

Cia really kept it.

"You too, do not waste Krishna. He's so cool you know."

Cia nodded and kissed Rumi's hand.

Rafka glanced at the two of them who were crying each other. "Why are they crying?" He murmured while focusing on the game.

***

"Princess daddy's cured, huh?" Said Rumi's father while kissing Rumi's forehead.

Rumi is sleeping.

"Oh my god, don't take my son now. I'm just afraid he won't wake up again" his father said, speaking to his wife, who is holding his son number 2.

Rumi's mother was crying, "yes yeah."

***

"Rafka,"

Rafka who was sitting in a park turned her head.

"I want to sing for you" Rumi brought a guitar. "You should record this, Raf."

Rafka's got his cell phone camera ready. He could see her very beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair and a white dress. Standing in front of him. A beautiful smile was engraved on Rumi's radiant face. Rumi circled around enjoying the fountain behind him while carrying a guitar. Rafka looked at her as if she could not see that smile anymore.

🎵Seeing your laugh

Hear your humming

It was clearly visible in my eyes

Your beautiful colors

Look at your steps

Lamenting your life story

It is clear that your heart

The most beautiful gift I ever had

🎵Your nature nan s'then

Set aside my ambitions

Khilafku's edge

From the withered flower

When you were by my side

Back to the cheerful world

Affirm that you

The most beautiful gift I ever had

Rumi draws herself closer to Rafka.

🎵Smooth barley of your finger

Cool looking at your face

Warmly embrace your promise

Gently grip your finger

Cool looking at your face

Warmly embrace your promise

The most beautiful gift I ever had

Gently grip your finger

Cool looking at your face

Warmly embrace your promise

Gently grip your finger

Cool looking at your face

Warmly embrace your promise

The most beautiful gift I ever had

Everything feels so real. Even the voice of Rumi who was still singing was ringing in his head. He woke up from his sleep. Her dream feels strange. Rafka held her head as if it was about to break. He ruffled his hair in a mess. He wants to sing a song for Rumi, but playing the guitar alone Rafka can't. He has to learn, he wants to make Rumi happy and smile at the moment. She took a shower and got ready to go to school.

Arriving at school was different from his usual day. He left very late and very late. When in class he immediately calmed his friends and asked something. "GAESS, JUST KEEP GOING, I WANT TO TALK!" The class was silent and silent. "OK, HERE I WANT TO GO, ANYBODY CAN PLAY GUITAR?"

Excitedly one of her female friends raised her hand excitedly she was Erta—from the beginning of the class Rafka never spoke to the girl at all. "Gue!"

Rafka smiled and walked over to Erta. "Ta, teach me dong." His request, Erta immediately nodded in agreement.

"Lo got a guitar to learn guitar?" Ask.

Rafka nodded.

"Yes, bring the guitar tomorrow, okay?" Rafka nodded again. "okay."

Because Rafka was intending to learn guitar, in less than a week he could already play guitar. Very smoothly. Although a little forgot the tone.

A week later at school, Rafka brings a gift of her gratitude to the good Erta. Erta accepted it with pleasure. At that time he immediately met Rumi who was still not home, Rumi was also still using a breathing apparatus. The girl still needs him. When Rafka until the girl is resting very soundly. Rafka touches Rumi's forehead and the head is now bald due to surgery, Rafka kisses him. "Chealing soon? I want to walk with Rumi loh." Because of that sentence Rumi woke up from her sleep.

"Hm, Rafka, what's wrong? Don't come here every day, you're not busy, what?"

"Tomorrow to share the rapot, obviously dong empty hours, so not busy. After this you went up to 12th grade, I also went up to 11th grade. We pursue our goals together... You have to fight, baby. What do you want to be?"

"Actually, I want to be a teacher of Indonesian history. However, my debt is small because of IPA children, so maybe I will take medicine— even though I am not pinter-pinter amat—hehehe."

Rafka nodded and smiled as she kissed Rumi's palm. "What if you could be chemistry the same as physics? I'm just a subject that's hard."

"Yes dong business, cuy how the hell! I understand this time why I have to live and be happy in my parents. So, if I have a chance to live again. I'm not gonna waste my school and my time."

Rafka frowned. "Now, what's that? Are you still alive? Don't talk weird, baby. Oh yes, I want to sing something for you."[]

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