Love, 35 Cm
Chapter 01's

..."Short is not wrong, wrong is blaming someone for being short.."...

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Adira Syaqilla Malik or Syasya, a tiny girl with a height of 155 cm, beautiful and cute face is now packing her clothes and belongings into a suitcase.

"Shirt, everybody. Toothbrush, it's. Face soap, it's. Shoes, already.. Especially those that aren't..?" he thought hard.

"You really want to come with Dito? I have to change schools too, yes.. Follow abi sama umi aja yuk, to Bandung. Later you will learn it can be in pesantren aja. Let abi same umi still be able to take care of you.." pinta Aisyah who suddenly entered into Syasya's room.

Siti Aisyah (47 years), she is the umi of Syasya. Sholehah, friendly, and loving.

"No way, umi.. Syasya is still not ready for hijab. Syasya also wants to continue playing basketball. And umi also knows itself, right, Syasya if in the pesantren is not at home."

"Bright.. Yes, umi also can not maksa you. Later if you have finished cleaning it, quickly go down.. We have breakfast first." resigned Aisyah.

He immediately went downstairs, preparing breakfast for his beloved family.

A few minutes later, Syasya had finished packing his things. As per his umi orders, he immediately went down to breakfast.

"How long are you, Shay?! Look, abi's laper!" sulk Dito, pointed at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him.

Adito Zayn Malik (28 years old), Syasya's first brother. Young and handsome doctor.

"Ehh.. Abstain from abi slander! You're the laper time!" malik felt defamed.

Krukka...

"Hehe.. Yes, now abi laper," he continued, scratching his head that did not itch.

Muhammad Malik (55 years), he is the abi of Syasya. Sholeh, sometimes firm, but actually dear to his daughter's son. Owner of Al-Huda School in Bandung.

All dishes are served on the dining table. The four of them devoured it solemnly. Not to forget after finishing, Syasya helped his umi to wash dirty dishes.

"Your stuff has been put in all the suitcases, right? Brother got in the trunk of the car, huh?" dito asked who had pulled Syasya's suitcase.

"Yes.." reply Syasya.

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"This way, Dito and Syasya leave first." Not to forget they both kissed their abi and umi hands.

"Yes, be careful on the road. Don't forget the prayers are guarded." Malik's message.

"It's nothing, call umi or abi yeah, Sya.. Be careful." said Aisyah.

"Ready!" reply Syasya with TNI-style respect.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" said Dito and Syasya compact.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Dito's car drove off, leaving the city of West Jakarta. As usual, the road is stuck. Jakarta is a very crowded city. Whether it is West Jakarta or South Jakarta, the same. Jammed equally. Maybe congestion has become a hallmark of Jakarta.

The noise of honking vehicles that are interconnected makes Syasya choose to wear a headset. Listen to music so that his mind can be calm. Eventually he drowned in his dream.

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"Yes, wake. We're here,"

Syasya immediately opened both eyes. Looking to the left right, confused to see the situation is already twilight.

"Hoam.. How did you just arrive, brother? It's been a long traffic jam?" ask Syasya who is still sleepy.

He immediately got out of the car, looking at his brother who was taking their luggage out of the trunk.

"No, you guys enrolled you in your new school. There continued to be calls from hospitals, regular, ER patients." explained Dito.

Syasya just nodded. "Where do we live?" ask her while looking around. Housing is fairly elite and modern, judging from its exterior design.

"This, Yes.. Pake asked again." Dito pulled his suitcase and his sister's entered a minimalist house with a luxurious design.

Exterior and interior luxury. Although not as big as his abi house, but it is enough if only for two people.

"Your room, this brother's room. Here's your suitcase, it's in there!" Dito immediately gave Syasya a suitcase.

He went straight into his room to clean up. Syasya too. He immediately arranged his belongings, and rushed to take a shower.

After a few minutes, Syasya has completed his bathing ritual and wears his casual clothes.

Tok..

"See, will you come?" ask Dito behind the door.

Syasya immediately opened the door. "Where?"

"Find a meal, aren't you a lager?" ask Dito.

"Laper is! Yes, come on!" Syasya instantly took out her HP.

"Wait on! Are you sure you want to wear that shirt? Change it there!" dito's orders.

Syasya immediately looked at her clothes. "Emang why? Nice, polite too." he said plainly like a child.

"What's? Short!? Da? Tau ah's! Males!" cut Syasya sulking.

Syasya went back into the room. As he was about to close the door, Dito immediately prevented him.

"What?! Is it 180 cm tall and Syasya only 155 cm? Huh?!" shasya Bentak. "The short part is also not the wrong thing, it is precisely the wrong brother! Blame someone for being short!"

"No, Yes.. That's not what it means. Kidding me, don't be mad ah! The beauty is gone.. Yuk ah, close the restaurant."

With a sour face, Syasya was forced to follow in her brother's footsteps. They also went to one of the restaurants. When they had arrived, coinciding with that adzan magrib reverberated.

"Well, Yeah.. Magrib. How is the food wrapped?" ask Dito.

"Come," the sumpul Syasya who is still sulking.

"Yes, you wait here for a moment.." Dito rushed down, and entered the restaurant to order food.

5 mins...

10 mins...

15 mins...

Long Syasya wait. But her brother did not return. Until finally he decided to get out of the car, to catch up with his brother.

"It's a long time!" his anger grew because he was hungry.

He stepped up his legs, climbed the stairs to enter the restaurant. Just arrived at the fifth step, from a distance it looks like his brother is carrying a plastic bag in both hands.

With a step that was still upset, he was about to return to the car. But just turning his body, he accidentally hit someone.

Dukk!!

The person he hit lost his balance, and was about to fall. The person's reflex immediately pulled on Syasya's clothes.

The shasya who was pulled by his clothes also lost balance. They both fell down the stairs.

Bugh..!!

"Aww!!" shasya cried out in pain.

"Surge!" said the man was cold.

Syasya who realized if he fell on the person was immediately trying to rise.

Cretek..

"Aww!!" again Syasya shouted. He immediately sat down, feeling pain in his ankle that was either broken or something. It was obviously very painful.

"Aren't you papa, Sya??" ask Dito who is already next to Syasya.

"The next time the child is guarded, don't bother anyone else!" said the person was ketus and immediately left Dito and Syasya.

Dito immediately gawked. His ears are already short.

"Kids? He said son, didn't he, Sya? Do you look like fathers?" confused Dito.

"Or ah! Help Syasya first napa, this hurts!" syasya Rengek.

Dito immediately led his sister into the car. Drive the car back home.

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Next morning.

Syasya has arrived in front of the gates of her new school. Of course delivered by Dito, his brother.

"Inget, Yes. Your leg is broken. Even if it is only a light fracture, you still have to be careful! The road is slow. Don't run! And the most important thing is not to jump first, let alone play basketball! Because of you-"

Dito had not finished advising, Syasya immediately cut it off.

"Yes.. Ja.. So onion! Go there already!" evict Syasya refused to hear her brother's babble again.

"Hufts.. Very stubborn you are. Inget, don't run!" dito's message before he drives his car to the hospital where he works today.

With a super careful step, Syasya walked through the gate. Let it slow down, as long as it's safe. The sentence became a reminder of Syasya to continue to walk carefully.

But because he walked too slowly, making those behind him grow furious.

"Such a fleam!" that's the sentence that came out of the mouths of some students who walked ahead of Syasya.

But Syasya did not want to take heart, bodo very. That's how he thought. He kept walking slowly, not wanting his legs to get worse.

Rather than later he could not play basketball anymore, better now he obeyed the message of his brother who is a doctor, right?

"Slow down, yes. Patience.. Let's go sem-quick"

Tinn!!!

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