Not Nackal, Nurul!
What happened to Icha?

TOK TOK…

“RUL... NURUL.. CAN HUNT GA?  I MISSED NIH.. “.

The call from outside the bathroom stifled Nurul's delusion.  Iya immediately opened her eyes and moved a wave making the water ripples in the bathup collide with each other.

“IYAA... AWANGU... “ Nurul said.  Nurul got up and picked up a dry towel that was folded on the other side of the iron row in the bathroom.  He dried some of his body quickly and wrapped it in a towel.

Nurul opened the bathroom door.  “Udah done?” ask Icha.  “Not yet,” replied Nurul.  Icha broke through the bathroom and closed the door immediately until it sounded loud.  In front of him was a veil, socks, skirt and Icha bag lying on the floor and some on the bed.  It makes the room look so untidy.  Nurul shook his head as he picked up the items and put them on the chair.

It seemed that this luxury made Nurul return to her original self.  The spoiled rich kid who does whatever he wants, is no longer disciplined.  With a position that has not dressed like that, only wrapped in a towel, the condition of the room air-conditioned really feels cold. Had crossed with a hug Tommy, he also brushed it off and immediately took a change of clothes for later he used after finishing the bath.

The bathroom door was open.  Icha had finished urinating and he allowed Nurul to finish his bath.  A sense of kebellet that is a blessing for Nurul.  Therefore, Nurul stopped his wild activities that he had never done before.  Maybe because of the condition of a luxurious bathroom that is conducive coupled with its privacy there.  Of course not only that, but because of the figure of Tommy who haunts Nurul in such moments.

*

The day changed.  The closing of Tahfidz Qur’an event was also over.  It was time for the group to return to Madura.  The journey back to the place was so joyful.  Behind Nurul's smile, he recalled his excitement alone. Nurul is not the type of girl who likes to travel, but why when once this is done so leaves a memory that fills his head? Is it luck or a disaster?

*

Time passes so fast.  The days have passed with his friends in the boarding school, especially with Icha.  The girl who made Nurul even more forged into a patient figure and mature.

“Ga feels yes, we know already want to part,” said Icha while packing his goods into his big suitcases.  “Iya, it feels like just yesterday we are acquaintances.  I remember very well when you panicked because the first time I gripped your back,” Nurul said.  “Iya, yes.  Really do.  Hahaha. Ngerikin backs to let in the wind.  A long time in my house there is no rich tuh so,” refute Icha.

Icha then rubbed the medal before being put in a small box and then put it in a suitcase.  “If I was, anyway, an experience I wouldn't be able to forget about you is this,” said Icha showing the medal.  “Our struggle to do this, Rul... I did not really expect, the impossible turned out to be able to get.  It's all because of you, Rul.  Bestie I'm the best,” said Icha.

Icha and Nurul embrace.  The novelty between the two of them spilled on their cheeks.  “After this we will rarely meet, Cha,” said Nurul with a trembling voice holding back his cries.  “Iya, Rule.  After this is like the plan of my father who I have told you, papa will nyekolahin me in my tantal place, in Arabia.  Don't know anymore, I'm so sad, Rul,” said Icha with a broken cry.

“We both have ideals, Cha.  We both promised to do it after we graduated from here.  And now, for the sake of our promise.. “ said Nurul.  “But you promise you will often video call me?  Hopefully you can be successful as a teacher later yes, Rul,” said Icha.  “Aamiin.. You also yes, Cha.  May you succeed as a researcher,” said Nurul.

*

Nurul and Icha's intense communication can also help Nurul to prepare for the national selection to enter public universities.  Nurul who is minimal in following the development of technology can help Icha by being told about the paid service of tutoring subscription for the preparation of the test digitally.

“Udah, anyway you do not need to worry.  Let me take the cost.  Thank God my pocket money here is still too much.  So I can help you,” said Icha.  “Ga please, don't!  With you showing me a rich tutoring service, I'm so thankful, Cha.  You do not need..” said Nurul.  Icha immediately cut off Nurul's speech.

“Ih, it's nothing, Rul!  I'm here anyway, join in.  My pocket money will be redundant.  I heard also the condition of the pesantren is now concerning, huh, Rul?  I can imagine Father must be frugal now.  Oh, yes, I'll ask papa to donate to the cottage.  Papa will certainly agree, because I have norehin achievements because of studying in our boarding school,” said Icha.

“Duh, Ichaa... I don't know what else to thank you for you,” said Nurul.

This is how communication between two friends takes place.  Unfortunately the long distance communication between them only lasted two to three months.  Two months of communication is quite intensive, then the third month has begun to decrease until finally there is no contact at all.

Nurul longed for the hassles and noisy atmosphere made by Icha.  Icha is the girl Nurul already considers to be his own sister.  Where is Icha and how is it going?  His mobile phone number and social media are no longer active.  Has Icha left for the Middle East?  Nurul has to let go of his best friend.  He was quite focused on his preparation to take the test to college.

*

Nurul's longing for Icha almost subsided as his time was no longer spent with Icha. Then, suddenly Mr. Sudarsono called the chairman of the foundation.  It seems like it's quite an important affair.

The chairman of the foundation called Nurul to his place.  There was something serious that seemed to be discussed between them.

“Mr Sudarsono calls Father.  He really needs the help of Nurul,” said Nurul's father from his desk.  “Nurul?  Help Nurul?  About what, sir?  I thought about the donations he donated to the cottage?  But why do I need Nurul's help?" nurul said astonished.

“On the donation, he has nothing to say about it.  It's about your best friend, Mirsha.. “ said Nurul's father.

The conversation between father and son was quite serious.  After that conversation, Nurul returned to his place.  A complicated thought raged within his brain.  Some questions he has not yet found the answer to.  He planned to ask him directly with Mr. Sudarsono, Icha's father.