ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Disappear (Aldi)

Clara rushed down the stairs, followed by Fachri behind her. When he arrived at the table he immediately grabbed a glass of warm chocolate milk. Sipped it up the toilet.

"Ra's swallowed-up." Fachri Tegur.

"I've had this bad luck Ri." said Clara. Then grabbed tissue wiping his mouth.

Fachri himself sat down while sipping his tea.

"Tumben Non is kind of a pity, it's like your real newlyweds." Randy from the kitchen table. He was helping his mother weed vegetables.

"Diem Lo Rand." Clara with a loud voice.

A bundle of vegetables floated towards Randi, followed by a warning look from his mother.

"What the hell is Mom." Gerrutu Randi's.

"Don't flirt with Non Clara." Said mother.

"Lo wants to switch Rand's profession. Tumben megang vegetables." Sahut Clara's.

"This is so that later I can masakin Non's wife. Let's be Fachri's dream man." Replied Randi while glancing at the man sitting at the table eating.

"Hopefully succeed dech Rand."

Clara turns to Fachri who still enjoys tea in front of her. "Let's make Ri flick, I'll be late."

Fachri got up soon. Towards the car that has been prepared by Randi.

"Wear the motor Ri. If the car doesn't hunt later." Without waiting for an answer from Fachri Clara immediately turned around to take the key of the motor hanging behind the kitchen door. Then hand it over to Fachri.

They also left on a motorbike.

Along the way Clara gave instructions for Fachri to advance the motor quickly.

"It's lucky it's not too late Ri. Because you are late to wake up." said Clara while taking off her helmet.

"Sorry Ra. After you sleep really, I can't wake him up. I thought you'd be in school tomorrow." Say Fachri in a soft tone.

"I've missed a lot of lessons. If tomorrow just come in even stacked my duties."

Clara handed over her helmet to Fachri." Yes, I went in first."

Just a few steps Clara moved, she turned around again. "Somebody forgot Ri." Clara reached out, who was then greeted by Fachri.

Clara kissed the back of her husband's hand. Then immediately ran towards his class because the bell had run. But he still had time to look at Fachri while giving his sweet smile with both dimples that adorn.

Fachri replied with a wave of his hand. He had to marry a high school girl like Clara. But he just lived the scenario of life that already existed.

After the girl disappeared from sight. Fachri immediately propelled his bike. Go back home, make breakfast and pick up the files and go to the office. As per her father-in-law's notice last night, today she will meet with someone who will help deal with the hotel's construction issues.

Clara to the eleventh with a little hunting breath. He sat next to Anin, slamming his bag on his desk.

"Tumben Lo represses?" anin.

"Lo thinks I'm a factory employee."

"La usually Lo always comes early Ra. I don't think you can go to school yet."

"Fachri doesn't wake me up. I was planning to go to school today." Clara's hand was busy opening the bag and took out the textbook that morning.

"Eh Ra's. The story dong how it feels to be married at the age of Lo new this." said Anin while propping her head with one hand on the table facing towards Clara.

"Don't talk about it. Can be nervous at school if others hear." said Clara who then turned to her other friends.

Fortunately, they were busy talking to each other. Because the teacher of the morning subjects had not yet come.

"Yes, sorry Ra. Forgot to shake me."

"Everybody's got a car fitted with brakes"

Anin was silent. He holds his mouth. The feeling is so much different with my mouth the same car. What is it like try. Anin Mumbles.

Then the BK teacher came in to give the task. Because the teacher on duty is not present.

Anin and Clara begin to busy taking down the assignments written by their class secretary.

"Come on Ra tell me how Lo is as handsome as Fachri" said Anin slowly.

"It's normal" replied Clara cuek.

"You sleep one room, right?" ask Anin again in a soft tone.

"Yes" said Clara without turning to Anin. His gaze was still on the board as his hands wrote.

"One bed too" asked half a whisper.

Clara turned to Anin for a moment, her hand stopped writing.

"Gue sleeps on the bed. Fachri's sleeping downstairs." Answer Clara lightly. Then continue his activities.

"You mean Fachri's sleeping on the floor?" guess Anin wonder.

Clara nodded her head.

"Crazy Lo Ra. Tega Lo same bang Fachri."

"He himself will."

"But not so much either. You can persuade him."

"Udah Lo continued writing. Don't share people's personal lives."

"I'm just curious."

Anin was silent. He continued writing and then doing the task given.

Clara herself actually feels bad because she can't be honest about what really happened.

But he also needs to put limits on his privacy. Not everything he could tell his best friend.

Moreover, he had never heard the phrase love directly from Fachri's lips. It's just that the attention Fachri gave him kept making him float. As if she is the luckiest woman because she has a figure like Fachri. Which showered him with sweet treatment. Can it be called love? Or just compassion?

Clara shook her head as she smacked her ignorant pen.

His mind was shrouded in questions that hurt himself. Clara buried her head in her textbook.

"Lo if it still hurts to go home aja dech Ra" said Anin. He thought Clara was not well.

"Gue is okay, Nin. Just a little dizzy with today's work." Clara raised her head.

Anin peeked at Clara's task book. All the work has been done. Then what makes Clara dizzy.

"Lo won't be able to bully me Ra."

"I have a friend understanding like Lo Nin." This time Clara rested her head on the table while tilting to face Anin.

Anin rubbed Clara's face with her five fingers. "Thankful you still have my friend."

"Thank You Anin. . .!"

"Who. . ."

"I mean Lo?" Anin frowned not understanding.

"That's it" Clara said later.

"Resek Lo ya." Anin hits Clara's shoulder slowly with a book. Instead of being angry Clara even laughed at the behavior of her best friend.

"Gue wants a bag, you're not coming?" Anin asked again.

"Yes I'm coming. Not breakfast this morning."

As Clara was about to stand her phone vibrated. "Bentar Nin. There's a message like that." He took the cell phone in his bag.

Fachri: Don't forget to eat, it wasn't like breakfast

Clara: Yes, this is for kantin. You also do not forget to eat, it was not a perfect breakfast.

Fachri: I had breakfast from home

Fachri: yes. I'm continuing my work again

Fachri: You're fine. Learning the pinter

Clara seemed to smile to herself as she read Fachri's message. Then he typed the answer.

Clara: Okay

"Who's Ra?" tanya Anin was curious to see Clara hear her own grin.

"Fachri, ngingetin don't forget to eat." Then he put the phone in his pocket. "Udah yuk kekantin." Clara embraces her best friend's shoulder walking out of class.

"Fachri is getting more attention to the same Lo" said Anin.

"Let's go to Nin."

"Gue also wants to have a boy like Abang Fachri." Said Anin with anxiety.

"Samuel wants Lo humanity?"

"Gue's not officially with Samuel yet."

"Don't PHPin people's children. Karma ntar Lo. So the old virgin just found out the taste."

Anin took Clara's hand off her shoulder. "The Kejam Lo Ra. Do'ain cake, let me get a soul mate like bang Fachri."

"Tell Samuel to go to the boarding school."

"Yes, he wants Ra."

"But Lo same Samuel would fit Nin."

They both got to the kantin. Ordering food and drink. Then find a seat.

"Samuel didn't go to Nin today?" Ask Clara. He held his chair forward.

"Yes this morning he sent a message, he said he wanted to prepare a list of lectures" replied Anin.

Shortly after that, the order came. The conversation stopped for a moment. Anin devoured her food with occasional glances towards her best friend. There are a lot of questions he wants to ask.

Clara caught Anin's gaze which began to feel strange. "Why Nin?"

Anin herself looked a little clumsy. Then he ventured to express his curiosity to Clara.

"Actually I want to know a lot between Lo and Aldi. Why suddenly Lo was married to Fachri in the hospital, Lo himself was unconscious at that time" said Anin. His face was full of curiosity.

Clara was a little jolted at Anin's words. He drank the orange ice in front of him before making a sound.

"Gue equals Fachri betrothed. About Aldi, I have also broken up." said Clara rather softly. Without looking at Anin. His hand stirred the ice, trying to shift the tightness that might come to him if he remembered Aldi.

"Since when did you break up with Aldi?" Anin asked still wanting to find an explanation.

"The day before I got married" said Clara.

Anin still looked surprised. But then Clara got up from her seat. He left without saying anything to Anin.

Anin goes after Clara. "Sorry Ra if I want to know too much. But since the hospital incident, Aldi's been missing."

Anin's words stopped Clara's steps.

Anin continued her words. "He never came to school again. He also could not be contacted. Same time Samuel came to his house yesterday but it's been sold. Aldi and his family went somewhere."

Clara silently stared at the quiet-looking hallway of the class. What happened to Aldi?

Is this the work of his father?

Considering his father wouldn't be willing if anyone hurt him.

Why do you still care about her heart?

Aldi has inflicted such a deep wound.

Anin stood in front of Clara, holding her best friend's shoulder. Clara's eyes looked teary. Anin caught the sadness in the heart of her best friend.

"If you need a friend to confide I'm always there for Lo Ra." Anin hugged her best friend.

Clara tried as hard as she could to keep her tears from escaping. "Gue is okay, Nin. It's the class." Clara wiped the tears that were about to come out. Then let go of his best friend's embrace.

"Let's be classy, the bell's coming in soon." Take Clara.

Anin followed her best friend's steps without asking much more. Clara herself always tried to look tough in front of others. Except in front of Fachri. He could not hide his sadness. Fachri's shady face always left his soul helpless.

As if it was the place to share the grievance now. The man always gives calm. He said he was able to penetrate every inch of his sadness. Power to deal with existing problems.

What about Aldi? Where did the young man go?

Clara's heart raged back. However, Aldi hurt him. He's the young man he once loved. With Aldi he once smiled happily. He has also given color to his days. Although the last color Aldi incised is black.

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When love and hurt go hand in hand

What are we gonna do?

Refusing to fall in love so as not to get hurt

or let the heart fall in love then also receive a wound

When we fall in love, we must be prepared for the consequences