Don't Call Me an Actor!
Seblak

Reyhan escorted Nayla to her doorstep. Reyhan deliberately not to stop by first because the day is late at night. Yes, Nayla takes employee classes, so her schedule is late afternoon after she gets home from work. Nayla feels tired with her busy activities, but she must always be grateful because she can still continue her education even though the road is not easy. The way to get an education on campus in the center of Bandung is not easy. To enter the famous private university expensive and prestigious in Bandung, Nayla had to pause for a year to continue her studies.

"Rey, thank you for driving me home," Nayla smiled sincerely. Now he and Reyhan are standing at his doorstep.

"Together, Nay. Then I'll say yes? Greetings to your mother and sisters," Rey half-whispered, not bothering the rest of Nayla's family.

"Yes Rey, be careful! If you arrive, let me know!" Nayla's Message. Rey nodded, then her fingers stroked Nayla's long hair and soon passed from there.

Reyhan opened the windshield and waved as his car began to leave the crowded Nayla neighborhood. His heart always felt warm when he saw the shady face of Nayla, the girl he loved so much. Her biggest dream is to marry Nayla and age with her.

After Reyhan died, Nayla opened the door from the spare key she had brought. Nayla always carries a spare key, she does not want to knock on the door and wake her mother and sisters.

"Assynogaal?" Nayla exclaimed in a soft voice, her right hand closing the open door.

"Waalaikum greetings, son. You're home yet?" Nayla's mother named Bu Asih welcomed the arrival of her eldest daughter in a row. He held his chest and occasionally coughed.

"Mom, why haven't you slept yet ?" Asked Nayla, he then took Bu Asih's arm to his room.

"Mom won't be able to sleep if you haven't come home yet, Nay. Uhuk. Uhuk.." Bu Asih held onto his chest again, this time his cough did not stop. Rushing Nayla took warm water into the kitchen, and she immediately helped her mother to drink.

Bu Asih has long been suffering from Asthma, her husband named Pak Agus has died when Nayla 2nd grade High School, she left 3 children. To support the needs of his family, Bu Asih traveled around the village selling yellow rice every morning. Bu Asih Sells his merchandise from house to house to sell breakfast menu that morning. Not infrequently a lot of citizens who owe and not a few who do not pay.

Seeing the condition of her mother who is often sickly, Nayla tried to help her family's economy by selling fried foods at her High School. He always left the fried food he made in the cafeteria or took it to class. Thankfully all of his classmates were kind and no one ever bully him.

When Nayla graduated, she decided not to continue her education, the plan was that she would apply to become a factory employee. But at that time Bu Asih refused, however Nayla had to continue her education. Not only that, Reyhan also persuaded Nayla to continue her education. Reyhan said Nayla could take a scholarship or the second option Nayla could go to college while working. Finally, Nayla followed the advice of her mother and Reyhan. Despite taking a year off to find funding, Nayla ended up continuing her education while working.

At that time Nayla applied to the factory but not a single call reached her mobile number. They reasoned that Nayla was not yet 18 years old. Undeterred, Nayla applied to a WO near where she lived and was accepted during an interview.

"Is mom's chest hurting ? What does it feel like, Mom?" Nayla's facial features implied a deep worry.

"It's okay, son. Mother is fine" said Bu Asih, she should look fine in front of her eldest daughter. He did not want to continue to trouble Nayla.

"Don't lie, Mom! Nayla please!" Nayla said softly.

"Mom's chest only hurts, son. It'll be better too."

Nayla opened her bag, inside there was a thick brown envelope. It was the money Reyhan gave for his semester fee.

"Tomorrow for treatment, ma'am?" Nayla rubbed her mother's arm gently.

Maam Shakes her head quickly. "No, Son. Your studies are long. It's okay mom."

"It just so happens that Nayla has money, tomorrow we go for treatment? Nayla please don't refuse!"

"Alright, son," Ma'am Asih relented in the end.

"Yes, I'm resting! It's late" Nayla helped lay Bu Asih's body, then she covered the middle-aged woman's body. Nayla really loves her mother.

"My semester money later I just think that it's important that you first have to seek treatment" said Nayla.

After seeing her mother fall asleep, Nayla leaves Bu Asih's room. He immediately went into his room. Seen his sister named Dwi was sound asleep. Nayla has 2 younger siblings, the only 1st grade high school girl named Dwi. Another younger brother named Bayu who is still sitting on the bench of Junior High School.

Nayla changed her clothes, then dropped her body beside Dwi who was sleeping peacefully. Today was very tired.

"Sleep, self! You've been working so well today," Nayla's inner self comforted, before long she closed her eyes and entered the dreamland.

*******

Nayla's gaze turned to the nude wedding dress displayed on the statue in a very epic way. So in love with the dress, Nayla hopes she can wear it at her wedding with Reyhan.

Nayla shook her head, trying to shake off the pseudo-dreams that had just crossed her mind. Nayla feels sad to remember the Reyhan family's treatment of her. Reyhan's mother and sister had always cornered him and insulted him. Nayla tries not to take heart with their spicy words. But Nayla was also an ordinary human being, her heart felt as if it was sliced when it heard the insults and insults from the Reyhan family.

"Nay?" Calling someone with her distinctive voice made Nayla jump. He was too engrossed in his daydreams, not realizing the presence of someone beside him.

"Luna?" Nayla said kindly, she saw her best friend visiting the gallery just to meet her.

Luna is Nayla's best friend, they have been best friends since Elementary School. They are always together when doing various activities at school. Nayla and Luna are sisters. But in reality their economic strata are very different. The Luna family was a distinguished person. His mother works as a notary, and his father works as a senior Chef and has a fairly luxurious restaurant in the city of Bandung. It is clearly different from the life of the Nayla family who have to fight very hard day by day to meet the needs of life.

"Let's go get some seblak!" Take Luna and pull Nayla's hand.

Nayla agrees, and they soon arrive at their favorite spot. The present seblak shop.

"What do you want to order, Nay?" Luna asked when they were at the tavern.

"As usual, Lun."

"Blak crackers, kale same siomay yes, continue the level of the most spicy?" Luna has been very familiar with the type of favorite seblak of her best friend.

"Yes. You must have ordered seblak kwetiau plus glossor noodles?" Nayla laughs.

"Surely dong," Luna laughed. They are already very familiar with their favorite foods.

"Nay, I want a story!" Luna started a conversation between them, looking at two very spicy portions of seblak and still letting out smoke on their table.

"What's up, Lun?" Nayla was worried about the change in her best friend's face.

Luna did not reply, her tears dripping down her blushing cheeks. He tried to string words together and pull out his heart. "I'm being betrothed, Nay."

Nayla's eyes were round in surprise. "What's? Who's Lun being paired with? How can?" Nayla doesn't believe me.

Luna did not continue her words, she stared at Nayla's brown netra. The always shady eyes stared at him. Luna wanted to talk that Reyhan was the one to be betrothed to her. However, Luna did not have the heart to say directly to her best friend. Luna is determined to thwart her betrothal to Reyhan without having to tell Luna.

"Lun?" Nayla waved her hand in front of her best friend's face. It made Luna nervous.

"Ep. I don't know who I've been betrothed to, Nay. But I don't want Nay. You know I already have a boyfriend. I can't possibly leave Reza," Luna spilled out her heart.

Reza is Luna's boyfriend, they've been dating for 3 years. Luna loves Reza and vice versa.

"Try speaking kindly to your mother and father, Lun! I'm sure they understand your position" Nayla tried to give you wise advice.

"It's not as easy as you think, Nay. They are very eager to match me with their best friend's son. I don't want to marry the man I don't love, Nay," Luna started sobbing.

"I just don't think, Lun. You are still a final semester student. Then, it's been betrothed," Nayla scratched her head.

"They want me to get married after graduation, Nay."

"I'm sure everything can still be discussed carefully, Lun!" Nayla stroked the back of her best friend, Nayla, and leaned Luna's head on her shoulder.

"What happens if you know that Reyhan is the one who will be betrothed to me? Can I see you grieving Nay? I really can't bear it. Tell me, should I how about Nay? I really don't want to hurt your heart" Luna spoke in her heart.

"Well crying? Let's eat seblak! Let your head not go bad," Nayla pushed the bowl containing the cloth towards Luna. Luna started laughing again. After a long story, they began to eat seblak that began to cool accompanied by stories and joking.