ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Unsensitive

Arriving in front of the house there was his father's car parked.

****** me if daddy's home. Mumbled Clara's heart. He wished only Randi would come home. If her father also came home, I don't know what would happen when he saw Clara's wounded state. Clara was injured in a fight.

Fachri opens the car door for Clara, while Clara remains silent.

"Money!" Call Fachri. No response from Clara. "It's up to Non" said Fachri then in a rather high tone. Removing Clara from her daydream.

Clara walked out of the car limping with the pain of her knee.

Fachri was just watching. Fachri is confused as to how, if helping Clara walk automatically he will come into contact with Clara and it is contrary to his belief.

Nich people aren't so sensitive! Bantuin cake. Just seen by me. Clara's grouse in the heart.

Clara was about to enter through the front door but was stopped. He turned through the side door leading to the kitchen.

"God willing! Non Clara why is this?" ask Maya to panic.

Clara did not answer, and she sat down in a chair. Siti was quick to take the medicine box. Maya's mother helped take off Clara's shoes. The two maids tried to treat Clara's wounds.

"Sakiiiittt!" clara shouted as her wound was touched by cotton and antiseptics.

"Not helping me. I can do it myself," Clara snapped.

"But non...?" mbk Siti.

"Gue said no need to help." Clara raised her voice.

Maya and Siti can only be quiet, so can Fachri. She knows Clara is emotional right now.

Clara tried to treat her own wound. But then he slammed the medicine box onto the floor.

"Aaaarggghhhhhh!" clara shouted annoyed. He got up and headed to his room. I don't know what pissed Clara off like that. Clara's heart is in bad shape.

Randi who heard the noise approached the people in the kitchen.

"What's this?" ask Randi.

"Mas Randi just asked Mas Fachri, was non Clara came home injured, treated even angry," said Maya explained.

Randi's gaze turned towards Fachri who was leaning against the door with his hands folded over his stomach. Fachri looks relaxed. Then he invited Randi to sit down to explain what he heard and saw earlier at Clara's school.

Randi also understood why Clara became emotional. Clara is very sensitive about her mother. Randi recalls Clara's childhood away from her mother's affection. Only her mother Randi tries to give full affection to little Clara. But that doesn't change Clara's view of her mother who doesn't want to love her.

"Ri, come with me to do non Clara's wounds" Randi said later.

"You're Ran yourself."

"I'll say the third one after all" said Randi with a little emphasis on the last word.

"You're used to both being Non Clara. So the demon has been friendly, it is impossible to insist," replied Fachri.

"I'm afraid the demon insists Ri."

"Kalo ngegas ya pake remnya Ran. Your faith should be the brake. You should also be able to put the gas and brakes in place. If for the good use of gas, if for the matter must use the brake."

"Kok I feel there is Gus Miftah yes here," said Randi.

"Just say Ran is here."

"We even chat here, did you want to talk to Non Clara. You're coming along."

Randi got up from his seat and then took the medicine box that had been tidied up by Siti and Maya.

Fachri also follows Randi's steps towards Clara's room.

Randi knocked on Clara's room many times but there was no answer. Randi entered because the door was not locked. There's no Clara's sight. Fachri also called Clara's name and there was no answer. Randi's looking in the bathroom but there's nothing.

Then Randi remembered that Clara was sad there must be a balcony. The balcony door was opened by Randi, he dyed looking for the figure of Clara. Clara was crying on the corner of the balcony while sitting holding her legs. Clara cried not because of pain on her knee, but because she remembered her childhood.

Randi who saw that very well understood Clara's feelings. Again Randi remembered as a child himself and Clara often got scolding from Mrs Olivia, her mother Clara. Because Clara and Randi often play water in the yard and make the park messy.

Every sad Clara must be sitting on the corner of the balcony like she is doing now.

Slowly Randi approached.

"Non Clara!" call Randi.

Clara looked up because of Randi's call. When he found out behind Randi there was Fachri, Clara immediately wiped the tears that had soaked her sweet cheeks. Randi also helped Clara get up from her seat and led Clara to sit on the bench available in the balcony.

"Ri please take the medicine box on the table!" pinta Randi's.

Fachri immediately took what Randi asked.

"Why fight Non? Usually never kayak gini," said Randi while opening the medicine box given by Fachri, then began to treat Clara's wounds.

"Gue is a street child. Yes I'm angry." Clara clucked.

"And it's a non reality, why also angry," seduced Randi.

"Lo's the same as hell." Clara began to be hooked again her emotions.

"The numbers don't stop taking part in that wild race. It's also dangerous for Non Clara's safety."

"That's my hobby so can't be bothered."

"Find another hobby is Non."

No response from Clara. Randi just smiled. Fachri was also enjoying the view from the balcony. The weather is clear as the rainy season is running out.

"This is again why the eel is painted with a blue marker. Non's lack of work," said Randi after finishing treating Clara's knee and now turned to Clara's bruised forehead. Unexpectedly Clara pinched Randi's forehead.

Randi was grimacing in pain but also interspersed with laughter.

"Revenge nich! So tainted dech my handsome face is non."

"Who started first? It's lo Rand."

"Udah finished Non," said Randi after finishing treating Clara's wounds. Then sit next to him.

"Rand how nich how to cover up my wounds that are eyed, daddy if you know must be angry," said Clara.

"Why do you see it like that?" tanya Fachri suspects that she will be the target of Randi's idea.

"Ri, you're going to college architect, you can dong if you just cut your hair" said Randi.

"What do you mean Rand?" ask Clara.

"Non Clara's hair cut bangs for nutupin jidat."

"I usually cut paper sketching Rand's project, not a haircut." Fachri tries to avoid Randi's idea.

"Let's just say non Clara's hair is your project."

"Gue Rand's candidacy?" pinta Clara's.

"Where do you want a candidate? mr. Steven is under Non."

Just finished talking Randi's phone rang there was a call from Mr. Steven.

"Sir Steven's long life is Non, also called by his name directly call. I'm Non, Non Clara is the same as Fachri."

Randi exits Clara's room while receiving a call.

Fachri awkwardly asked Clara for scissors. Clara came in and took the scissors. Hand over to Fachri who was following his steps. Clara started to open her hair. Then brush her hair for a while. Clara's hair was beautifully sagged, black and slightly wavy at the bottom.

Fachri continued to be involved in seeing the beautiful creatures created by God in front of him. Nervousness had approached him, but Fachri was not his name if he could not hide the nervousness. Fachri tried to be as calm as possible.

He took a comb to style Clara's hair that will be made bangs.

"No more istighfar?" clara asked looking at Fachri who looked relaxed.

"Istighfar Non," answered Fachri briefly.

"I'm not horrified?"

"In the heart of Non."

Fachri was still focused on Clara's hair, he started holding the scissors.

Clara looks a little whiny in front of Fachri.

"Be quiet, don't move much! if the results are messy don't blame me."

Why is he the pretentious one. There is no friendly. All taken seriously. Mumbled Clara's heart

Clara closed her eyes as Fachri started cutting her hair. A moment of silence, which sounded only the sound of scissors played by Fachri.

Suddenly Clara's heart suddenly like a drum was hammered. His legs began to feel limp because of his heartbeat but as hard as he could he held on until Fachri finished making his bangs.

Soon after, Fachri was done, and he immediately came out. Arriving under Fachri asks Maya to clean Clara's room.

While Clara in the room was sitting limp on her bed after Fachri left.

"This crazy, why is my heart like this. It's going to explode" murmured Clara. He also could not interpret the heartbeat.

Clara recalled her bangs, curious about the results. Clara started standing in front of the glass.

Good result, not disappointing.

"Wah non Clara more beautiful just this," said Maya who suddenly entered.

"Mother Maya if you come in knock on the door first. Play it."

"I'm sorry Non" said Maya, looking down.

" Why be serious, Ma'am, Clara was joking."

Maya's feeling began to be relieved, thought Clara was seriously nagging. Remembering that Clara was in an emotional state when she came home from school to enter the room. Until an innocent medicine box gets hit.

"Clara pretty don't come out with a pony?" ask Clara.

"Beautiful Non, even looks more cute. Moreover, there are non Clara dimples that left right ok," Maya replied enthusiastically.

Yes indeed, one of Clara's hallmarks is her two dimples. Which rarely people have.

"Yes has been mbak. Clara wants to change clothes first. Ma'am May clean it up."

Maya also understands what she needs to clean up.

After changing clothes Clara put down her body. Maya has finished her job and is out of Clara's room.

Clara took a book and a pen and wrote something.

 

I want to get rid of all haya ⁇ an

on white paper

write beautiful rhymes

with blue ink

the pen never gets tired

scrape the words of love

With beautifully dancing pens

pouring blue ink

like love

which is getting blue

even though ink can never

speak the language of the heart