AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 38. ARUNI FAUQIYYA'S

Turkie.

Finally the most aruni-waiting day arrived. That morning his face was beaming, his body language, his voice was very reflective that he was happy.

" Morning Konya, I'm going back to my home country. May this country be my last port of life. I'm from there and that's where I'm coming back. Thank you my city, I'm happy to knit memories here, spend half my age before the pain comes and often take me on a journey for a healthy desire. "

Aruni let out a long sigh, sniffing the city air for the last time. The city that accompanied him knit dreams of becoming a fashion designer self-taught because his health is not qualified for him to get a formal education.

Bye Konya, I don't think I'm back, I miss Indonesia a lot.

Along the way to Konya Airport, Abi and Aruni's mother kept reminding about the obligation of their favorite children to maintain health.

Aruni was diagnosed with various health problems ranging from thypus, gerd, to ovaritis, his parents are very trying various treatment techniques so that Aruni does not get to perform surgical removal of one of his ovaries.

But fate said otherwise, when he declared tired of fighting, his condition decreased drastically which caused the scary decision was taken.

She learned to be sincere and rose again after her sister gave her a ticket to fashion show Istanbul Modest Fashion Week and her favorite designer Zaynep Mayruk participated some time ago.

Aruni gets back up, realizing that his biggest dream has yet to be achieved. He dreamed so much when he went to the podium, stepped on the catwalk with the talent of his models, there was someone down there who looked at him proudly and lovingly.

" Take care of yourself baby, dear Abi, "said the father.

" Don't forget to let me know when you get there. Mama has told your Buyut to be ready, "sung the bunda.

" Don't worry about it, I'm fine even if it's my maiden flight alone. I'll tell you soon when it arrives, "he answered until the dimples on his cheeks were clearly imprinted on his face, further adding to the girl's imagination.

" Aruni, Aruni Fauqiyya .. Are you leaving? " The voice of a man called out to him from a distance.

The Aruni family turned towards the direction of the voice. The polite young man and sholeh their neighbor as well as Aruni's only friend, approached with breath gasping as a result of running.

His son never socialized, all done at home starting from school and so on. So did Aruni, their closeness may be due to fate even though Mama knows, the young man put a liking on his daughter.

" Hey, you came here? see you soon Aksan Khalil Zayan, you're the best friend of my life. "

" Aren't you coming back? where should I catch up with you? " The look on his face was very worried about losing.

" Aksan, Aruni only went home temporarily, "the father's dream.

" No Abi, I want to be there. "

" Runi, think again when you have calmed down, son, Mama is worried, "pinta the Mama.

" I'll lose you, can we meet again? in a better relationship than this? " his fingers trembled tightly grasping the girl's tiny hand.

Aruni only smiled sweetly towards the handsome figure before him.

The voice of the announcement began to sound. Aruni parsed their fingers link.

" Dear, go. " Mama hugged her daughter followed by Abi who joined her two favorite women.

" Aksan, may you find your happiness even without me. " Arien embraced her best friend for the last time.

The net is both foggy, in the heart both admit that the taste is indeed there. Aksan could not do much because he was the only hope of the family.

One of the strong reasons Aruni went to Indonesia was to escape from the shadow of Aksan, the young man he had loved before the operation took place and before the words of Aksan's mother who had struck him, it seemed to throw hope when he needed the figure of Aksan to survive.

Aruni, I do want to have a cognate son-in-law but will you be able to have offspring after this? Aksan is handsome and our only son, it is only natural that we want a successor from him immediately.

" Bye Aksan, "he said as he turned his face and pulled his suitcase towards the gate to prepare for boarding.

" A-runi, bye sa-yang, "his reply was smoothed with one drop of tears as his head bowed down.

Both of Aruni's parents simply patted the handsome young man's shoulder slowly, pulling him slowly away from there to return home.

*

Towards takeoff, Aruni's heart began to break.

Will I be able to survive there later? Will I be happy by forgetting Aksan?

The voice of the pilot informing their plane, the destination of Istanbul with a travel time of one hour will soon take off, disperse its fallout.

I buried my first love in Turkey. In 12 hours, Indonesia, I fought.

***

Multazam, Semarang.

Gamal repeatedly came to see him was only Amir responded as necessary. Honestly he wants to keep his distance even though Gamal seems to want to find out.

Not to mention Alma, who is still trying to contact him on the grounds of wanting to submit the results of the Aiswa exam because he had registered the girl to Al Islah data during the final exam last.

The phone rings again.

" gr, Alma. Anything else? "

" Assalamu'alaikum, why Alma? " ask directly.

" Ka, where's this data you sent? ana's there, huh? "

" No need, I just sent Tazkiya's website address, and the number of one of the teachers there. You can coordinate with them. "

" But Ka, you don't know. "

" Include yourself donk, you're Alma's smart and understand the rules better than I do. So when you ask me something I don't understand, it feels like it depends on rotten roots, right? I continued my work. Assalamu'alaikum's chat. "

Tut's. Amir disconnected the unilateral call.

Amir got up from his seat, turned the handle of his bedroom door to the kitchen to get drinking water.

Just as he was sitting in the dining chair of the room, his phone rang again.

" Yes Bah, Assalamu'alaikum. "

" Wa'alaikumussalam, Mir ... Gamal with Almahyra? you have a Gamal number? Abah ask can I ndak? " question Abah sounded worried from her tone.

" Yes, it will be sent to Abah Gamal's number. "

" Wait for Mir, urgent because Abah needs to confirm something. "

" What the hell is Bah? do not mode make deketin Mama Gamal lho Bah, Amir do not like. "

" Ummi you are still in Abah's heart, su'udzon aja. Assalamu'alaikum's chat. " The phone connection was cut off unilaterally by Abah.

Just as a mouthful he continued drinking, his phone rang again.

" Ckck's been busy with my phone today. Uyut why? "

" O Uyut, I'll be there next week. " Amir guessed right away before he asked.

" Maaassss, long time. Can't it be accelerated? "

" Naya is still there. "

" Just been picked up by Mas Panji, stingy him now, Uyut don't like it. "

" Oh my goodness, I deserve it. "

" Oiya Mas, Uyut what do you want to say? forget, who it is who wants to come here, ah Uyut forgot. Yes yes, yes, Mas. " The call back was cut off unilaterally by an old man at the other end.

" Geez, they if there's a button like that. The fate of singles is cut off even by calls. " Gaze her at the flat object in her hand.

" Mir, "Abyan patted the shoulder of his sister who had just gulped down the drinking water back.

Pufftts.

" Yes..! " Amir was surprised to spout water almost on his brother's face.

Abyan laughed. " Mir, someone wants to see you, in front, ahead, greet you. "

" who? "

" Kyai Jazuli, who married Naya. "

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