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After metting, Randy contacted Usman-Derana's father via telephone. He tells Usman that Derana is at his house. She also recounts the misfortune that befell Derana before working at her home as baby sitter Malikha.
Usman was very angry and said an oath of absorbency intended for Farel when he found out his son-in-law had the heart to throw Derana in the terminal.
He promised, will soon meet Derana after asking for an explanation from Farel.
"Thank you, Randy. I'm taking Derana. God willing, tonight my wife and I will visit Nak Randy's house" Usman said humbly.
"Yes Sir. We look forward to the arrival of my father and family in my house."
"I'm asking, don't tell Derana if we want to go to Randy's house! Let our arrival be a surprise for him."
"Good Sir. I won't tell Derana."
After greeting, Randy ended his conversation with Usman. Then he contacted the mother and conveyed a message spoken by Usman.
Rays of the king of the afternoon hit the beautiful face of two Eve who is currently swinging legs down the streets of Malioboro. The two took a step towards Beringharjo Market which is located not far from Malioboro.
The swing of the legs of a pair of friends was stopped when they tracked the floor of a clothing stall located in the Metro-Beringharjo Market on the second floor.
Derana started choosing some clothing stels along with hijab and da-la-man. Not to forget he asked Hastungkara for advice, a model of clothing that suits him.
"Ran, this seems to suit you." Hastungkara showed a light blue female hem and matching colored hijab and black baggy pant pants on Derana.
"Hemm, you can too. I know, you chose this light blue hem, because you really like blue, don't you, Ra?"
"Yup, that's right Ran. I love the color blue, because the word person .. blue symbolizes loyalty. You know, blue is like me? I-the girl who's always been faithful guarding the heart for one Adam? Even though he had gone to the immortal realm, this heart was still awake for him."
Hastungkara Tetiba's face turned soft when he said the word 'faithful'. The sparkle in his eyes dimmed along with the clear crystal that began to frame the eye bead. He remembered the beautiful face of his first lost love Zain.
"Ra, do you still love Ustadz Zain?"
Hastungkara nodded slowly and published a faint smile. "Yes, I still love him. Still love him very much. It's so hard for me to shake off the deep and imprinted taste in my heart."
"I know, though your lips always speak sincerely, but in your heart, you still can't give up the loss of Ustadz Zain."
"You're right Ran. Between the spoken speech and the word that is written in the heart is strongly inversely proportional. I wanted to be sincere, but my heart always whispered that he had not left. He is still in this world and recites prayers so that we can meet again. I always ask God to touch the miracle." Hastungkara let out a long sigh and momentarily closed the netra-throwing heart that came back to say hello.
"Ran, would I be wrong if I wished that the buried body was not the body of Mas Zain, but the body of someone else? Is it my fault that I still hope, Mas Zain is still alive in this world? Is it wrong if I hope, she is present before me and takes off the longing by tightly hugging my body? Is it my fault --" Hastungkara's voice choked with the crystal circle that escaped without permission from both corners of the net.
Derana was so powerless to see the face of her beloved friend framed by tears of sadness.
Stretched out his hand to grab Hastungkara's body which shook and then carried him into the arms.
"Ra, although it is very difficult .. You must try to recapitulate the departure of Ustadz Zain! The body buried is not the body of another person, but the body of Ustadz Zain. Insha Allah, Ustadz Zain was at peace in the realm of the ungodly and gathered with all the servants of Allah," said Derana while rubbing Hastungkara's back with an up and down movement while transferring positive energy so that his friend was calm again.
"Be assured, God will send an Adam to be a substitute priest! He can definitely take the place of Ustadz Zain in your heart. Move on, Ra! Look to the future and don't look to the past if it will make your life friends with grief!" continued.
Slowly, Derana unravels the embrace and wipes away the trail of tears that still frames the face of her best friend.
"Don't cry anymore! Embarrassed to see the stall guard and other visitors," his successful chant pulled both corners of Hastungkara's lips.
"Huum Ran's. Sorry, but I cry in public. Every time Mas Zain talks, his innards mo nangis mulu."
"From this moment, at this moment, don't talk about Ustadz Zain! Don't let Ustadz Zain's steps feel heavy because of your cries."
"Yes Ran," said Hastungkara lirih.
"It's donk." Derana published a smile and pulled Hastungkara's nose slightly inward.
Then they chose clothes. Once enough is felt, Derana walks to the cashier to pay for all the clothes that have been selected.
But before Derana handed over some money to the guarding cashier, Hastungkara preceded him by taking out some red money sheets and handing them to the cashier.
"Ra, I can pay for it myself. Mr. Randy gave me a loan."
"But Ra, what if your money runs out?"
Hastungkara chuckled softly when he heard the question sentence thrown by Derana.
"If my money runs out, yes .. just ask the brother." The Hastungkara chant that made Derana ask in wonder.
"Si Brother? Whose brother, Ra?"
"There's dech. Do you want to know or do you want to know?"
"You know bingitz, Ra."
"alright. The brother I mean isn't just any brother. But Rafa's brother."
"Hmm, why Bang Toyib?"
Hastungkara again chuckled. "Pffttt .. bucket, Ran. Emang. Rafa is like Bang Toyib. Go not home. But coming home always brings a lot of money."
"Aren't you, Mas Rafa back from Cairo?"
"Already Ran. Yesterday morning, Mas Rafa flew from Cairo because the task given by Mas Alif was completed."
"Thankfulness Alhamdulillah. Congratulate me for him, Ra!"
"Ready, Ran. God willing, I will tell you. Not a greeting?" Hastungkara raises both eyebrows while teasing Derana.
"By dech. Pasteful greetings can also."
Their jokes were cut short when one of the stallkeepers rebuked by listening to his baritone voice. "Sorry Mom, replace other customers! Thank you for visiting both. Sorry if our service was unsatisfactory" he said politely, cupping both palms in front of his chest and showing a friendly smile.
"Yes, it's." Hastungkara nodded and grabbed Derana's arm and took her best friend out of the stall.
Hastungkara did not drive Derana back to Randy's house. He invited Derana to lunch first because the worms in his stomach had shouted loudly.
The two decided to have lunch at the soto stall of Pak Muh. One of the soto stalls located inside Beringharjo Market and became a favorite of market visitors.
While waiting for the waiter to serve two servings of beef soto and two glasses of kopyor coconut ice that they ordered, Derana told the beginning she could work at Randy's house as a baby sitter Malikha.
Hastungkara heard the story of his best friend with reverence.
The originally shady face, was shrouded in a fog of anger when Derana said that Farel had thrown her in the terminal.
Wanting to feel, Hastungkara punished Farel by floating a raw bogeman and destroying the demon man's body with a paper-thin punch style that he learned from Chinmi, the main character in Comic Kungfu Boy, with a punch style that he learned from Chinmi, his favorite reading from childhood.
"Huh, that time .. I was so scared Ra. I was scared because I couldn't pay for the food and drinks we enjoyed. I'm afraid too, if kidnapped and tainted by thugs. Thank God God for sending good angels. She ... Bu Karti's. Because it's Miss Karti, I can work at Mr. Randy's house as the baby sitter Non Malikha," Derana ended the story with the arrival of a waiter carrying a tray containing their order ....
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