
“Gue want to go to the toilet at the bookstore, ‘will you have any? All of you want to buy a painting tool for art lessons,” said Bisma with a little made-up, but it seems Gladis was not suspicious of him.
“Oh, yes it is a coincidence! All of us buy books for physics lessons,” said Gladis who happened to have reminded Bisma.
‘I forgot about it, because my mind was only on Ara,’ Inner Bhishma, completely forgot about it.
“Iya I forgot to buy a book. Fortunately you ingetin me,” said Bisma to him, he threw a smile at Bisma.
“Well if not for lo kebelet too.. I must have forgotten,” said Gladis who tried to be humble in front of Bisma.
Bisma looked back at Arad an Reza, who had already entered the bookstore. It turns out that Bisma has lost track of them. Having lost track of Ara, Bisma also pulled the hand of Gladis rough.
“Come on, I'm back!” bisma said in haste.
The mind of bisma is uncontrollable. All he thought about was Ara, so he had to justify various ways to get close to them.
‘Awas loe, Za!’ batin Bisma growled.
While there, Reza searches for the existence of Bisma that is already invisible.
‘There are no signs of Bhishma here. What ... he's not interested in what he just saw? Is she not interested in seeing Siti walking with me?’ inner Reza, completely confused by what Bhishma thought.
“What book would you like to buy, Za?” asked Ara suddenly, making Reza immediately turn to her who was busy sorting out books.
Reza also began to pay attention to the neatly arranged row of books carefully.
After a while looking at the book, Reza finally dropped his choice on a fairly thick book, which seemed suitable for him to study. Reza did not lie to her father Ara. He was looking for a book to learn about medicine.
“What if this one?” reza asked Ara, he took the book from Reza's hand, and opened the existing sheet.
Ara was seen nodding softly at his head, while reading a piece of the sentence in the book.
‘I think, he likes this book,’ Inner Reza, who took one book in common with the one he held.
“According to me, this book is suitable for us to study until next year. There is plenty of time to read all the pages in this book. We have less than 1 year. How .... Can you do it?” reza's asking is like giving Ara a challenge.
Seen a gaze with a burning spirit from him.
“Why not be able to? 1 year ‘kan there are 365 days, there are about 97 Saturdays and weeks, plus holidays and other big days. And also an odd semester end. Surely there will be more time for us to be able to read this book,” explained Ara in a structured and easy to understand.
Reza rounded her eyes while patting her hands, and shook her head slightly.
‘I feel ... Siti's a lot more brilliant than me. I didn't even think of it until like that, Reza's inner’, which truly acknowledges Ara's genius.
***
Having finished choosing the book he bought, they immediately returned to their homes. Reza takes Ara back, and she returns home.
Reza who had just arrived in front of his house, parked his bike neatly and happily stepped foot towards the kitchen of his house.
There, you see Mother who is busy cooking, whether she is cooking. Reza approached her slowly, and suddenly hugged her from behind, leaning her chin on her right shoulder. Mother's shoulder was a resting place for Reza to complain.
“Goodnight mother,” greet Reza with the softest tone.
Reza could not even be rude to her, even though what her mother said she did not like, Reza would definitely try to obey what her mother said.
Mother smiled warmly, “Goodnight her son Mother,” greet Mother who is no less gentle with the tone of Reza.
“What's cooking again?” ask Reza.
“Mother cook dad's favorite food. Soon father came home,” he replied with a happy naa, making Reza also happy.
Father's work as a doctor, making him rarely get together with family. But Reza and Mommy always understand the condition of the father. A doctor's job is a noble one to help all those who need medical help. Father was often transferred to various cities. It was quite time consuming Reza in studying. Reza often moved schools to adjust his father's place of work.
That's why Reza left the village, to go to the new place of duty. Had he not moved with them, he would have accompanied Ara long ago.
“Oh yes? When's dad coming home, Bun?”
“In the meantime,” answers briefly while staying focused on the cuisine.
Reza thought about introducing Ara to her parents. Considering his father who rarely came home, he became encouraged to bring Ara here.
‘Will Mother agree to my wishes?’ inner Reza, who felt he had to do that.
With an unpleasant look, Reza also looked at Mother who was cooking. “Mother ... what is it, I bring my friend tomorrow here?” reza asked, making Mommy turn off the stove and immediately take off Reza's embrace.
Mother also stared intently at Reza, “Who would you take?”
“I want to take Ara, Bun,” Reza replied without hesitation.
For a moment Mother thought to remember the name of Reza's friend, who seemed to have been told by Reza.
“Ara ... which time you told Mother?” mother asked, making Reza nod small to hear it.
Hearing Reza's reply, Mommy seemed silent for a moment. He was looking for a good word, for the best answer.
Mother also looked at Reza firmly. “Can you just get to know each other.” He said, making Reza very surprised to hear the answer from Mother.
Her eyes were round, Reza really did not expect that her mother would give her permission to do this.
“Ah?” muttered Reza, who was still feeling shocked by what her mother said.
Reza never brought anyone to his house. He never even brought his boyfriend, so his parents thought Reza had no friends at all.