Back to High School Time
57. Chased Zulfikar (part 2)

Madya entered the house in a hurry. He almost hit his mother who had just opened the door for him. He entered the room and immediately closed it.

Why the child? How are you being chased by ghosts? (Sriyani Bu).

Just closing the door of his house, the sound of knocking awakened Bu Sriyani's sense of hearing. He opened the door reluctantly.

"Mad .. uh, Mom."

"Oh, you're the one who made my son run away like he was being chased by a demon?"

"Right, Mom, uh, that doesn't mean. That was Madya, he said there was an emergency. That's why I'm taking it."

Ms. Sriyani looked at Raihan who was being bathed, cursing the incident that happened to her today.

"You must be the one who made my son run away scared!"

"No, ma'am, I just cheered."

"Bo'ong! Then why knock on the door of everything? We arrived at the house of Madyanya. I'm done with the business, why don't you just go home?"

"My-me ...."

"It's true!"

Raihan has been asked questions that he is difficult to answer. He had to lose by a landslide with Madya's mother.

~

After Raihan came home, Ms. Sriyani went into Madya's room. The daughter was sitting on the floor awake on the wooden cot of her bed.

"Mother has told me to go home to the man who made you run away rich in gini-deadness."

Madia looked at her mother. There is no way the man in question is Zulfikar.

"You mean that Mom was practicing dance here?"

Bu Sriyani nodded. "You're dating her? He means you make ahem-ehem until you run? I've got her covered."

"Gosh, Mommy! She's the one who let me out of an emergency situation."

"That's why he caused the emergency situation. You didn't say it!"

"Where to bil-"

"Aaawww ..," said Bu Sriyani, holding her stomach.

"Why, Mom?"

Madya panicked to see Bu Sriyani expressing pain. He also brushed his mother's shoulder. She fears her struggle these few days to protect the fetus in her mother's womb is futile.

"It hurts, Mom?"

"Gosh, Mommy! Mom wants an abortion?! No, Mom!"

"No! I'm gonna poop."

~

Night

Madia studied half-heartedly. However, it has been a habit since long ago. His phone is ringing hard.

He read the caller's name. There's no name there, just an unknown caller id.

Huh! How do you think this showed up? Oh yeah, I forgot. If you use an Incorrect provider, the number can be hidden. But who is this? (Madyyas).

Madya picked up the phone, but said nothing. He waited for the caller to speak first. But the caller did not speak either.

Apparently they were waiting so that it had passed a few seconds yet no sound was heard.

📞"Ehem ...." Madya.

📞"Madya ...."

Jesus, this is Zul's voice, right? (Madyyas).

📞"Zu-zul? Zulfiqar?"

📞"Yes. I want to say something very important. You ...."

Madya stood up, her hand swept a black plastic bag then reverberated the plastic near the mic of the phone. A crackle sound believed to be missing the signal is heard on the speaker of the Zulfikar phone.

📞"Hello, hello .. no astonishment, no signal," said Madya while keeping the phone and plastic crackle from his face.

***

Pioneer High School

Morning

Madya left school after hesitating to leave. If only he had been different class than Zulfikar, he would not have been this big.

His feet climbed on the floor of the 2nd class C entrance. His eyes were on the man who called him last night. Like the old term reads 'happy style', Zulfikar stared back at Madya.

I don't know why it's called a tadung. Maybe because it used to pass water with a dipper. Less efficient actually, why not use a clearly larger bucket?

Madya closed her eyes. In her heart she strengthens her soul and identity as a 35-year-old woman who has recently been eroded by her new identity as a high school student. []

Connect ....