Your Love is Not as sincere as my mother's
Episode 17 The Lost Love
The Lost Love
This morning the weather was so bright the sunlight was so stinging a glimmer of spirit enveloped the zaki heart that looks so excited to go to school, today will be held National Exams equivalent to High School simultaneously throughout Indonesia.
This is the Final Destination for all students to determine their devotion for three years struggling with school books. There are only two conclusions passed or not, of course UN is still a scourge that is so scary among students.
“ Pay attention to the problem carefully yes, do not forget the contents of biodata with complete” said bu Resty Agustina, S.Pd supervisor from SMKN 1 Tarumajaya distributed sheets of exam questions to the students “ Kerjain who
it was easy first that was difficult to follow.” continued while sweeping the left and right views.
“ Nothing easy like bu ,difficult all..!!” ceplos hilal one of the examinees.
“ Don't learn time ya semalem ?” hold-up
bu Resty smiled.
“ Learn the time to UN not learn bu ” hilal hilal defend themselves.
“ Yaudah happy working good luck and got good results.. ”
“ Aamiin,.” exclaim the participants of UNcompact.
The participants look so calm working on the exam questions, there is no visible examinee who broke the rules because almost a month before their UN is prepared to the maximum for
getting the best results.
The first UN SMKIT Nurul Qolbi feels so
colored, after the previous incident dhani who died from an accident as well as Over Dosage, after the previous incident, and followed by the arrest of the word as a drug dealer from the automotive third class which indirectly ended with his dismissal and emirul from the list of names of SMKIT students Nurul Qolbi. And the ending of the romance of zaki and keyla also becomes a spice in the journey of zaki's life.
“ Woy.., piye to was aboutne, easy tenan yo.” said rijal
approaching the zaki and the senses that have preceded the kantin.
“ Easy, Sirahmu bald..,” ledak indra with his jaw-dropping accent.
“ Great really already people, about hard so easy said.” exclaim zaki support the senses.
“ Pak Haji rice udukke ono keneh.?” Ask rijal sumringah
“ Still adamau ?!” replied H. Gamer half-screamed.
“ I asked for one sweet tea
GPL yahc sir.”
“ GPL, what is tuch tong?” mr. H. gamers look tangent while preparing rice and order rijal.
“ GPL it Gak Pake Lama, Pak Haji Gimana anyway gini day do not know GPL-GPL acan”
“ Owh.., which I know GPU tong.” reply pack H. gurgling cuek.
Now gentian rijal that looks confused “ GPU, opo after all pack ?!”
“ GPU, Rub Massage Massage tong.., how the day gini do not know GPU-GPU acan.” Said Mr. H. Ginger replied to the wijal.
“ Hahay,.neh series tail, pack H.gamer one rejal one.” Zaki sumringah.
Zaki and senses are listening to the chatter
they chuckled when they saw that Rijal looked helpless and died lice made, not least linda and ines third-class Sharia Banking students who also participated in laughing freely. Let's have a little humor to relieve the fatigue of the National Examination.
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The last day of the UN was stressful
after the previous two days successfully implemented without any sufficient constraints
mean. Today they are still excited because the future lives in plain sight.
Seen some students/i get off the red angkot car numbered area 15 A. the Bekasi Terminal route to Muara Tawar should be but most drivers prefer ngetem in the Bojong Market for the reason of access to the damaged Muara
and empty of passengers. There are also those who walk because the house is close and there are also those who bring their own motorbikes.
“ Za, graduate from here to nerusin where
?” Tanya dinda align her steps with zaki to make her familiar.
“ Emm..., don't know yet. Where would you go
din..?” zaki asked back.
“ Gue.., want it anyway at UIN Jakarta, but I also want in UNISMA, the kayaknya trus exciting also in UNJ is also okay anyway.” said dinda confused want to choose which one.
“ Waw.., solid dong loe schedule in the future.”
“ Solid how ?” dinda looks confused.
“ Yes, monday loe at UIN, continue wednesday
thursday at UNISMA, then Friday Saturday at UNJ.” is obviously trying to funny which is actually not funny.
“ Yes not`lah.., I'm just confused I want to.
college where, Oya, vacation neh any destination where za..?” dinda tried to shift the conversation towards a more relaxed direction.
“ Emm.., I want it to Menes, Pandeglang sono area. Dipesantren om I din if there is no obstruction.” zaki puffed his head up while closing his eyes and inhaling free air around. “ Feel the beauty of the sun in the morning while looking at the vastness of the mountains, relieve fatigue and uncertainty of life, embrace the breezy as breeze afternoon city meneses unpretentious, witness the behavior of the students who dress neatly polite and civilized. Tree T-O-P B-G-T din.” connect zaki staring dinda.
“ Not all the time making it easier
very hell, but .., vacation dipesantren.. ?,” dinda more interested want to know. “ Not that pesantren is not delicious. A lot of rules, can't this can't be that, continue his seniors are also fierce, not that
aja his son also very rese-rese, trus many more deh.” continued dinda enthusiast.
“ Yes almost everything is real , but you forget one thing din.” zaki look dinda sticky to make dinda think extra hard.
“ What ?” Ask dinda briefly.
“ There is something different and can not
expressed in words.” zaki looks so much better explain it. “ The reason I once mergerasain be santri even though only two weeks.” he continued again
“ Time anyway, when is tuch.. ?”
“ Holiday time last year, just me doank
who departs dhani I invite can no longer he is busy helping his bokapnya rice harvest.”
“ Za, honestly I miss the same dhani, it turns out actually said bang H.Rhoma Irama if
it's not new to feel that his presence is really valuable.”
“ Not loe doank din, I also miss the figure of dhani. May he be calm there by nature.
Aami..
“ Aamiin,. hopefully we are given the convenience to be a better person againya za...”.
“ Aamiin yes Robb,. Loe was like mama dedeh aja din hahay,.”
“ Not mama dedeh but mama dinda zahehe.” exclaimed dinda shook her head in annoyance and followed by a claw movement
crab[1] to make zaki work extra hard avoid it.
Both of them laughed while walking
the stairs along with followed by students who also just came to the
their respective classes.Zaki left
while the right dinda.
“ Za, congratulations yes.” said dinda before
enter class.
“ Welcome to what din,.. ?” zaki seen
bewildered.
“ Mission loe make nangkep word succeed, and it has been widespread in children, and certainly dhani proud of loe in nature there..” said dinda smiled as she pressed the classroom door handle and disappeared shortly after the door closed.
“ All this I sell only to dhani my friend din.” inner zaki murmured and
continue on his way to class.
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“ Assalamualaikum.” exclaimed zaki while watching a silver avanza parked in the yard of his house.
“ Walaikum greetings ..” answer from within
the house sounded out.
“ This must be Junior right?” todong Haris was Mark's friend when he was studying in the Netherlands. It came from pandeglang deliberately took the time to singhturahmi at the family Mark.
“ Loh, how about tau.?” zaki said astonished to hear someone he did not know behead him as a junior, he was the fourth person who called him the first junior in his father's diary, his two mothers, and his father's father's father's, these three old geezers on the bus and these four guys .” Hwo is him?” batin zaki bedecak confused.
“ Om Haris, your father friend uncle used to be in the Netherlands, we also often travel to new places. continue to travel around the village baduy also with uncle.” Harris a little
opening up his past story to Zaki. “You're big now.?” haris continued to pay attention to the zaki who was already in a gray white uniform.
“ Hehehe..., Yes om.”.
“ Oiya za, neh knows his son omHaris.” said siti pointed towards a girl who just joined in the guest room.
Without hesitation zaki pointed his index finger at the white-hooded sigadis who was bowed shyly.
Huh…,
looking at each other to make sure that he was the same person, time seemed to stop ticking for a moment. The atmosphere was silent and the air seemed to stop flowing until a while later beating again as usual. In front of her eyes was a girl who had filled her heart in the past.
“ Mala.?!” todong zaki is 100% sure%
“ Zaki yes “ (read quickly) reply mala sumringah half in disbelief,
a series of small, neatly arranged white teeth is seen between the natural lips without modern chemicals.
“ Zaki, not zakia, so it sounds Hehehe...” said zaki like the first time to get acquainted with mala in kwadanan building.
Menstruating. Zaki returned a smile that he had not seen for a very long time.
“ You already know each other.?” Ask siti and harris simultaneously while looking at each other in confusion.
“ Emm.., yes we've met
vacation time in Om Bilal.” is clearly zaki timid and unexpected love that once lost or came home, if calculated statistically 1 in 1000 the possibility of something like this happening. But if Allah SWT has will anything can happen, Right..!
“ Zaki boarding in Menes also ?” haris cried a little in disbelief.
“ It was a second-class vacation time, silahturahmi same omnya while looking for experience knowledge of the story.” is obviously an enthusiastic and happy site.
“ Can be this way,. Mate kali ya..” hariis try mengebayol.
“ Can be... hehehe..” zaki serve.
joking about Haris and they laughed crisply.
Zaki looks so happy he seems to find a glimpse of hope to be a better person. An
the hoped-for one has disappeared and the one who does not remember the slightest one suddenly appears and gives new hope.
“ Mall, streetsnyok ?” take zaki on the sidelines of their chat.
“ Waduh.. son om want to be invited where it is
junior.?” ledek haris semggoda's.
After asking zaki's permission finally
allowed to take the streets.an unpleasant, happy feeling that is not
tara is being felt by zaki. Happy moments on a beautiful day.See the expression of joy on their faces both like a prophet adam who met siti eve
after a long time apart, hehehe.
“ Where are we going za.” Ask
mala curious.
“ Emm..., where yach, have already joined ntar
also you know..” replied zaki look carefully
riding a motorbike understandably the road is still red soil and has been rained out of rain so it is a little slippery.
“ This is what village za ?”
“ This is called Pomahan village,
his sub-district Tarumajaya, Bekasi regency, West Java Province. Anyting else ?” answer complete zaki “ Yupzt, this is where the mall.” connect zaki spread both hands loose.
The expanse of rice plants that began to yellow and look beautiful and a small saung that is not so far away, roofed lingi leaves neatly arranged to become units of shady roofs, which are not so far away,
full of messages of peace and simplicity .
“ Come mal..” zaki pull mala hand which
slightly jolted, they half ran on the galengan footing[4] while feeling the soft cradle of the rice leaves touched by the hands, the laughter and the mala smile that had disappeared made this day so different, so different, zaki felt like he had come back to life after dying in the void.
“ Za, why did you bring me here ?” Ask
mala wanted to know just to break the silence.
“ I like things that are Natural scented, better natural and what it is than modern wrapped with falseness.”
“ It means what the hell is za I don't understand.?”
“ Emm..., from the first we met, zaki dah
like mala, etrus when we become honest zaki added seneng and happy. Only at that time the situation was not possible to continue together so Zaki returned to Bekasi. And now honestly zaki really seneng someone who has long lost is now present back.” zaki try to review those memories.
Mala just smiled and was embarrassed
remembering the moments of the dipesantren.
“ You don't want to like the mall, zaki
still very dear to you..” said zaki amid the sizzling afternoon breeze.
“ Yes, I am also very dear
same you. We repeat again our story that was delayed first yes hehehe..,” reply mala calm. “ but kok zaki who is now somewhat different yach with zaki that I know first…” connect mala smile tease.
“ Mean ?”
“ More character looks and..”.
“ And what hayo.. ?, “ Cut zaki staring
mala.
“ Emm...what's it..”
“ Let's dong tau tau, mao tau terribly nee
hehehe.”.
“ Emm,.. Adults.... “ promptings mala directly.
rushing into the zaki's hood flowed along with his blood flow,
filled the recesses of his heart and froze the body soul. Zaki smiled slightly hearing that.
“ You know not, what houses
happiest ?” Ask zaki.
“ Happiest home.??” mala
look clumsy while frowning “ Home time small.” he continued second-guessing.
“ Wrong..”
“ Home-housing.”
“ Not..”
“ Out what dong..”mala looks curious.
“ The happiest home is home
stairs we both later. hehehe..” reply zaki cengengesan.
“ Can... aja..”
“ Although physical can sometimes change but
my heart will always be for you mall..” connect zaki and hold mala's hand tightly.
The two looked at each other, peppered with a small smile typical of young people today. Zakipun tried to put their feelings together by slightly shifting his butt towards mala. Slowly but surely the two brought their faces closer together and attached the tip of their noses.
“ Mall... I love You.” The whisper of zaki slowly.
“ I love too zaki..” mala retaliates the deadly seduction of zaki.
“ Mal, you know. That love began
by Adam and Eve, then introduced by Rama and Shinta, continue to be brought to death by Romeo and Juliet, then revived by our love both hehehe.”
“ Kombal mulu nih hehehe.
reply to short mala while enjoying the look of the face of zaki that looks so exotic and charismatic.
Zaki clutched the mala body tightly and followed
with a kiss approved mala.Desiran afternoon breeze slowly as if not disturb the intimacy of the two of them.
The atmosphere of peace made both of them feel that this world belonged to both of them. “Maybe, this is what is meant there is a secret
behind secret” inner zaki clucked
after what zaki's been through all this time. “
Thank you God, thank you mom, thank Dhani, thank you guys, thank you Bilal, thank you mahad Al-Muawanah boarding school. And thank you father for inheriting the diary that has led me to someone who sincerely loves me, like the love of a sincere mother who loved me and you all this time .” Inner zaki whispered while immersed in mala's embrace.
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Thus the journey of Zaki's love story is so steep and winding that in the end he rediscovered the lost love.
I as the author apologize to the readers if as long as you read this novel there are still errors in writing please forgive me, friends.
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