Last Trust
Chapter 3

These past few days, I have been unable to sleep well at night. Mr. Burhanuddin's ghost is always present in every sleep, whether it shows itself in a state of sadness, or sometimes just look at me with a demanding gaze.

I was scared but I still hesitated to carry out that trust. I feel less capable, I lack confidence, there is also a sense of laziness that seems to spice up so that I do not carry out the trust given to me by him.

Because it will add to my daily routine, which means I have to be good at sharing my own time. My college, teaching my kids in the afternoon, and also doing college assignments in the evening. Huhftttt, in other words, I gave up before the match.

***

In the morning, even still very early, I woke up because I could no longer close my eyes.My sweat was so heavy, making the whole body from head to toe, soaked like drenched in rain water.

I looked at the clock on the wall in my room, I found it still at half-three in the morning. I tried to close my eyes again, but every time I succeeded, Mr. Burhanuddin's ghost always appeared. I was afraid, and I was forced to wake up, lazy to try to go back to sleep. I take advantage of the time by performing the sunah prayer, in conjunction with studying until the morning adhan reverberated.

Mom gets up and acts in the kitchen, I know that, but I'm lazy to help her. I just lie down on the bed, while playing a game that I am enjoying.

It felt like time was so slow to wait until the sun came up. I was bored myself, then put the phone just on the bed, dragging my body to wrestle with cold water. After that I made myself a bed, and went out of the room.

The sound of my stomach arriving, made me want to eat something immediately. I went to the kitchen, found that my mother was still busy cooking things and was not yet ripe.

" Mommy, I'm hungry." I said whining like a child, while holding my stomach which felt like I couldn't bear to keep screaming for contents.

" The food is not yet ripe baby, wait a moment, yes, I think in the jar there is still a small meal, try to see, maybe it can to prop up your stomach" said my mother .

Ever since I got out of the hospital, I've been more careful to watch my stomach, all of it in the beginning because before I often ignored my hunger, until I had acid reflux disease, then it fell types. This time I no longer want it to happen, so every time I get hungry, I will immediately eat something, be it rice or small meals as a solution.

" Once ma'am" I shouted from the living room, after I saw that the only jar on the table was empty.

I complained about my situation, just like a strange thought, wanting to feel like I was a robot, who had no thirst and hunger.

" Yes, I fried eggs, made you breakfast" said the mother from the kitchen. I was just silent, actually embarrassed, but what can I do. While waiting for me to turn on the television, watching Islamic shows that always aired in the morning.

But soon my mother caught up with me in the living room.

" Hyla, the egg supply runs out in the refrigerator, you can buy your mother at the minimarket, all shopping for small meals for supplies".

I took a slow breath, what can I do,

" Yes ma'am"

I complied, and immediately went out to the nearest minimarket from the distance of our house.

****

An incident occurred in front of my eyes, a small collision of the motor with another motor from the opposite direction.It is fortunate that the two riders no one fell, let alone injured.

Brakkk..

the two motors clashed together to make a heart-shocking sound for anyone who heard it, including me. I was shocked and immediately screamed.

" Where do your eyes put, huhhh? " snaps one of the drivers with great emotion.His two eyes look glared very sharply from behind the glass of his helmet.

" Sorry bro, I didn't mean it, I missed this chick's bike! " reply to the other driver, trying to defend himself.

I'm gawking,

the two motorists were now staring fiercely at me.

The driver, who was angry, looked so sharply at me, as if his eyes were directly sticking a knife into me. Making my nyaliku instantly shrivel, until unconscious, I lowered my head to avoid his gaze.

" If you can't ride a motorcycle, don't be pretentious" he said, making myself offended and dare to look at him.

" Already bro, she's a girl, maklumin aja" said the other driver, defending me.

At first glance, the arrogant driver seemed like he did not want to know, before he finally turned around and started riding his bike and drove back.

Seeing that the other driver had left, the other driver finally drove back.

I breathed a sigh of relief, when the two drivers were already invisible to the eye. Then I walked to the minimarket and parked my bike.

"So stressful morning", I murmured inwardly, as I walked into the minimarket.

***

On campus, I tried to meet my lecturer after my lecture, I studied economics and language. I deliberately went to the office, because I wanted to ask for a task for me, who was left behind when I could not attend their lecture, because I was sick at that time.

I feel relieved, because my lecturer is very good, understand and tell what tasks I have not done.

Upon my arrival in the room, wanting to take my bag, Rina was still there, as if she was waiting on purpose.

" Hyla" called out to her, when my foot had just entered the room.

Lina stood up, then deliberately picked up my bag that was beside her seat.

" i came home yes, the end of brother can not pick up today." he said later.

" Okay" I said back, then we both sauntered to the parking lot.

On the way, I caught Rina's eyes as if frightened, while looking the other way.

" What's wrong, Rin? " tanyaku.

" I'm not okay, just afraid to look at the senior brother" replied Rina, giving a code with her face , pointing at the student who was walking alone.

" What's wrong, he's a bad boy on this campus? " let me be curious, while observing the guy that Rina meant.

" Not just a bad boy, but the gangster leader on this campus, no one dares to be like him"

I frowned, unsure of what Lina said about her. From afar I looked at him seriously, while still swinging my legs, trying to find something that could make me sure, if the guy was right as what Rina said.

His appearance was quite neat, his face from the side looked a little handsome, but the man's hairstyle did look wild, a little curly, messy and the length of hair almost reached the shoulders.

" What's his name? " tanyaku later.

" Lutfi.. "

(connect)