ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 64: STRANGE QUESTIONS

Cevin placed the withered bouquet on the table, right in front of Balqis. Balqis stared at him. To be sure, the bouquet of flowers was good. It may then bump or bump into something or fall, as some of its stems break and attempt to be re-enforced with tape. Cevin stared at Balqis without speaking. Highlight his eyes were thick with sadness made Balqis could not bear to ask.

"Gue asked, please instead, please really, Qis, please accept the bouquet. And don't ask me anything. Later if I'm ready, I'll tell the story," said Cevin lirih. Balqis. Cevin looks relieved."Yuk, I'm anter home." Cevin.

The two return to a journey covered in total silence. For Cevin, this journey has made him emotional. Go to the last moments of Irfan's life. And Cevin really can't go on. Towards the taxi turn to the road where Irfan died, the man asked the taxi to stop. His chest hurt, he could no longer hold back.

"Stop here for a second, sir!" his voice vibrates.

"Gue get off here, Qis. Dare to, alone? It's deket." Cevin.

Balqis replied, Cevin has opened the door next to him. After putting a few sheets of money for the sum of argo and tips on the empty front seat, the guy immediately went down.

"Lho, really? Vin.." Balqis's words were not finished, for Cevin had closed the door and walked away without looking again.

Balqis stared at the man's departure with a frown, then made the taxi driver continue on his way. In the rest of the ten-minute journey, Balqis was staring at a bouquet of deformed flowers in her lap. Baffled. Not understand.

***

Cevin called Sigit.

"Gue showed Irfan's photo to Balqis this afternoon." Cevin.

"Trus?" Sigit.

"I don't think he's ever known." Say Cevin again.

"Yes natural. Only once have they been together. It's been a long time." Reply Sigit.

"But I'm not willing. He should know!" Reply Cevin, on the other side, Sigit sighed.

"Trus if he knows, what do you want? Let him feel guilty, shall he? In no way is he wrong." Reply Sigit back.

Cevin. "She should know!" said later.

Finals!

***

When Balqis is then watched without notice but with the readiness of the prison guard, Cevin realizes, this anger does not accept and the desire to blame the girl for the death of his brother.

Balqis should know Irfan. Can't not not! Must!!!

Sigit tried to give an understanding that it was not Balqis' fault at all. That girl is innocent. No one is to blame for this tragic event. Even the driver of the sedan was innocent. But Cevin wouldn't listen. Their conversation then turned into a fierce vein attraction.

"The Balqis don't know Irfan, Vin!" Say Sigit.

"Irfan used to hang out at his First High School, right? Girls do not know them either? No way! He must have just forgotten!" Reply Cevin.

"Irfan was hanging out outside, not in college!" Obviously Sigit.

"You are outside or in the dalem, Irfan is not a cockroach. He's a man, man. So, it's impossible not to look out!" Reply Cevin.

"Elo know? In front of Balqis school there is a park. There are a lot of people trading there. So a lot of people hang out every day. How can a girl be careful?" Sigit explained.

"The number of people hanging out in the park is as many as the number of people who are demo, right? Or as many football fans who just came home to watch the game?" Cevin stays tight.

"The Balqis can't be wronged, Vin!" snapped Sigit, began to break up there facing the stubbornness of Cevin.

"He's wrong!" Cevin snapped back. "Although unconscious, unintentionally, he was wrong!" cevin. "Udah. Don't interfere. The one who died was not your brother!" Cevin.

"What did you say!?" Sigit beaver. But shortly thereafter, Sigit's voice softened. He realizes that Cevin is currently unstable. "Ren, danger huh? I'm the same brother you've been almost six years! From the first day we entered First High School. Lo is now rooming alone. I am alone. There are usually people you fight with. I do too. Usually there is a head that I can jitakin as soon as school. There is no more." Then, unconsciously Sigit became emotional. His voice began to shake. "Once I bete again in class, peeng unplug, there are usually people who desperately insist on the teacher. Tell me if I really am sick again, and according to the doctor's instructions, even though at school kudu always rest. More frequent breaks are better. There are people who desperately do not know where I hang out if again unplug. People are no more, Vin. It's not just sad. I am sad too. I also felt abandoned. Even I feel guilty, because I support the hunt for your brother. Follow every development. It's all the stories." Sigit's long sentence barrage had unknowingly made Cevin silenced.

When Sigit breathed. Long and deep. Then he continued on with a heavy tone…

"Reverse to the Balqis problem. Okay if you keep insistent, want him to know about your brother. But there was no need until he had to know everything," a moment Sigit fell silent. "Catian."

***

After talking with Sigit over the phone, Cevin sat in front of Irfan's study table. He saw a piece of paper that Irfan had affixed months ago on the wall in front of him.

On that paper, next to the paper containing the 16 English tense formulas, all the data about Balqis were written in full.

Name, Place of birth, name of parent, blood type, home address, hobbies, favorite colors, favorite lessons, favorite foods and drinks, favorite teve shows, favorite songs and bands groups, etc, until favorite pets. The following paragraphs contain more specific Balqis data. The character description is long and detailed. Narrow, jail, jovial, easy to laugh, pomel and others. The physical description of Balqis is also recorded as complete. Medium height, skin tight, black hair rather wavy. Have bangs. Eyes round, eyes dark brown. If the laughter of a pair of eyes sparkles and forms an angle that clearly shows the character of the nosy and idle owner.

Cevin then pulls one of the desk drawers, where Irfan keeps a stack of Balqis photos shot from a distance. Because the target is not aware, the entire pose of the girl looks natural... Natural.

Cevin closed the drawer back with a hard cushion. Both jaws close together. His ten fingers were firmly linked. Both of Cevin's eyes dimmed. Irfan's handwriting about Balqis. Slowly her eyelids closed. For a while he remained in that position. Sit still with both eyes closed and jaw clenched. His chest went down quickly.

Nevermind!

Nevermind!

Nevermind!

It's destiny! The fate! The lifeline! Suratant! And the right of God, which absolutely must not be questioned!

There are so many words for that event. For the way Irfan left his family and all his friends. But still, Cevin's anger did not diminish.

Can't get out!

Can't be lost!

It cannot be forgotten!

This anger is... cannot be removed...!!!

There's no other way. The only way, Balqis had to accept this anger. Want the girl to not understand or even not know, Cevin does not care...!

***

The next morning, for the first time since Irfan's death, Cevin leaves for school feeling light-hearted because there is someone he can target to vent all the distress.

The guy is completely unaware that his act of blaming Balqis and requiring the girl to account for his actions is actually his way of healing himself. Because Cevin actually needs a backrest to overcome that sense of loss. Something or someone, which will remind him of his older brother. Or even part of the brother.

And Balqis filled both...!!!

As soon as he reached the classroom, Cevin immediately approached Balqis and sat in front of him.

"Do you know that my brother is the only brother I have!?" tanyanya, with intonation that immediately feels brittle.

"Mmm. yes," Balqis replied with a long pause. "Lo told you before, when I went to your house." Balqis Reply.

"It's good to know" said Cevin. Then the guy just stood up and left. Leaving Balqis dumbstruck alone. But the girl immediately understood. Cevin just lost his brother. So Balqis's conclusion to Reinald's strangeness was.

Tomorrow it happens again. As soon as he arrived, Cevin immediately approached Balqis and stretched out the body in front of him.

"Bouquet flowers that I love at that time, still lo simple?" he asked, with the intonation of the sound exactly like yesterday... Genas... Sardonic.

While frowning, Balqis nodded. "Still."

"Good! Watch out if I hear you dare to throw away that bouquet of flowers!" Cevin.

After making that threat, Cevin left immediately. The wrinkles on Balqis' forehead are getting closer. Confusedly continued to look at Cevin until the man sat on his bench. Balqis does still keep the bouquet, although now it has withered and dried up, just for one reason, strange!

And today the strangeness is evident. It was more than a week ago he received the bouquet of flowers, now he is asked if the bouquet is still there or not. It's weird, right?

Balqis's conclusion on the strangeness of Cevin on the second day, surely that guy did not take breakfast and now it is too mepet to go down to the canteen. So now the Cevin is again sluggish, so the emotions are blindly so.

Tomorrow, Cevin just approached Balqis during the second break, because only then was Balqis really alone. As soon as he saw Cevin coming over with a cold expression, Balqis immediately knew he would get another strange question.

"You're being watched by people, even though it's diem-diem, even though those people are mingling in the crowd, you're probably going to feel, right?" Cevin.

Bener, right? Balqis was immediately annoyed. "No. I don't think so." the question was also answered politely, though while holding the crap.

"Well, do people watch it almost every day?" chase Cevin.

"Ooh, if every day will definitely feel, it is. Although a little." Balqis Reply.

"It must have felt, huh? Although a little." Cevin confirms Balqis answer. "okay!" he nodded. Then like yesterday, he just left.

Because their class had just learned mathematics for four hours of study, full without pause, checked formulas and numbers, Balqis took the decision that! And that also means, that guy's IQ is below average aka less intelligent. Because just learning math 2 x 45 minutes just straight ngaco.

Cevin's coming back tomorrow to Balqis. With another strange question. Tomorrow and tomorrow as well. Until at last, today, Balqis ran out of stock of his patience. Cevin's question is overdue. Not only is it getting weird, but it's also starting to bother you.

"Do you have a guy?" Cevin asked that very sensitive question, keeping a cool look.

"Huh!?" Balqis. His round eyes that looked at Cevin were wide at maximum.

"Belom," he replied then innocently, so shocked.

"Good!" Cevin nodded in satisfaction. "Lo don't have a guy just yet. Than that guy my gamparin!" Cevin.

Then as usual, Cevin just left. Balqis followed his departure with her eyes slowly beginning to narrow... Get angry!

As soon as he got home, Balqis hurriedly changed clothes and then had lunch. After lunch, the girl shut herself in the room. Mother, Cindy noticed the strangeness of her child with surprise, but chose not to tease, because usually later Balqis will tell her own story.

In his room, Balqis slept on his back in bed. Both of his eyes looked up at the ceiling. He was busy thinking how to avenge Cevin's strangeness.

He had no interest at all in thinking about the cause of the strange man. Maybe Cevin is weird. Even if it wasn't a freak and now it's weird, it's not his business at all.

Because he did not find an idea, Balqis finally met his mother and told her about the problems she was facing.

"Well, he's still sad maybe. Her brother just died." His mother Balqis is none other than Cindy.

"Trus what does it have to do with me?" Ask Balqis.

"Mama is confused too. You asked him dong. But ask slowly. Be well. If you need to eat. Trakir where he is, that's." Cindy told her son Balqis.

"Down, a big loss! Mamah kok tumben his advice is not really okay?" Balqis Reply.

"Lho, not okay? Precisely because you do not know the problem, so you ask him well. Treat him well too. Who knows, you did not intentionally make a mistake with him. Could you, right?" Cindy Say.

"I'm wrong what's wrong with him, Mah? So soon there hasn't been a month either." Balqis Reply.

"Take a good question. Yawl! There is no harm in losing a little. After all, there must be a strong reason why he was, what was his name just now? Cevin's? Strangely so." Cindy Say.

Balqis. But it was clear he did not agree with his advice. If he had to ask Cevin the root of the problem, he agreed. But while neraktir? No way! I can refrain from molesting that guy is really good.

The next day Balqis was preparing to wait for Cevin's arrival. The girl sits on her stool upright. Before Cevin could get angry later, he would get angry first. It's delicious, every day there's a scolding. What is wrong is not to know. Especially problem. It's dark! If abis diomelin trus treated or given money is okay, Balqis grumbled in the heart.

Balqis did not have to wait too long. Two minutes later Cevin appears on the doorstep of the classroom. Balqis immediately got ready. But it turns out Cevin immediately stepped onto his own bench. Let alone approach Balqis, turning towards the girl was not.

Lho? Balqis stared in wonder. Confused by Cevin's unfamiliarity. But he was still waiting for her. At most the first or second break. Balqis waited with confidence.

But Cevin still didn't see him. Until the bell rang, Balqis was still waiting, still not losing the spirit to change furiously. But then he saw Cevin walking out of class with the guys who were sitting on the row of the back bench. Again without looking at it one bit.

The insolent! hiss Balqis beaver. My turn is ready for war, he's retreating!

Actually Cevin's not backing out. He just ran out of bullying stock. After all, the most important thing for him was that Balqis had no men. Don't have a guy.

So, as long as he saw the girl was still alone, Cevin decided there was no need to be angry or fierce every day.