PaMud PaPa Young
Gombalan Fitri

"Don't be a rainbow, a rainbow just comes and goes, but be like dusk because dusk promises to come back."

"Baby Jane is sleeping." Zainel walked past Tary.

"Where are you going?"

"home." Zainel continued walking while holding the baby Jane without looking back.

"Wait." Tary turned around to see Zainel continue walking without turning around.

"What?" Zainel stopped walking.

"Don't forget to close the door."

"Yes, but don't forget the house keys." After saying that Zainel continued walking towards the door of Tary's house.

Zainel had arrived in her room and she laid baby Jane's body on the bed. After that Zainel also laid her body beside baby Jane. Zainel looked at the ceiling of her room and suddenly flashed a shadow of Lea's face.

"Did I just call Lea?"It was in Zainel's mind to call Lea's mobile number. Zainel built from his sleep and he sat on the bed. Zainel took the cell phone that was on top of the narcotics that were by the bedside.

The phone was in Zainel's hands and he pressed Lea's mobile number button, after which Zainel called the phone number.

Sorry the number is out of reach please call a few more moments.

After the call was off Zainel again tried to call Lea's number until it was still just the voice of the operator. Zainel contacted three times only the voice of the operator was heard.

I'm trying to dial Lea's cell phone number again tomorrow.

Zainel got out of bed and walked out of her room. When Zainel opened the door of his house along with it a motor sport passed his house.

Brums.......... Brums

 Zainel is very familiar with motor sports that have just passed his home. Zainel saw the rider's back, he was sure the rider was Tary.

That's Ry's bike, where is he going tonight?

After the motorbike driven by Tary is no longer visible. Zainel tries to call Tary's phone number but is not picked up by Tary. Zainel put his phone in his pants pocket.

I'll call him again

Zainel closed the door and sat on a wooden bench on the porch of his house, then heard the sound of Zainel's cell phone ringing in his pants pocket.

That must be Ry's phone.

Zainel smiled as she pulled out the phone from her pants pocket. The phone is already in his hand then he looks at the phone screen name of the contact person who is contacting him. The smile on Zainel's face changed to see the name of the caller not Tary but Fitri.

Zainel refused to pick up a call from Fitri even though Fitri was over him at work. Finally calling from Fitri stopped and he called Zainel again but not picked up by Zainel.Fitri again called Zainel, with Zainel finally forced to pick up the phone call from Fitri.

Drr........ Drrrtts

"Good night Zai."

"Good night is also buk."

"Huft, you forgot yes when it was just two hours ago I said don't call mom if we're outside."

"Sorry."

"I'm sorry, don't repeat it."

"God, I will not repeat it again."

"What are you doing?"

"Sit."

"I also sat down while snacking."

"Hm."

"You know what's good?"

"All snacks are good for snacking too."

"That's not what I meant."

"Keep what?"

"Get me ikin you."

"Huh, you're mocking me?"

"Yes." Yeah." Fitri who was on the phone with Zainel was happy.

Zainel was silent to Fitri's remarks, who openly admitted that she was a Zainel girl. Zainel was not out of thought with Fitri trying to get her love even though it was rejected at that time now using her gombalin way again.

"Do you like cats?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then if you bring the car do not speed, let alone this street housing complex. Don't you think this is the path of your ancestors." Zainel spoke to Fitri.

"Yes, I promise I won't speed anymore with the car."

"Hm." Zainel.

"You know what kind of cat is romantic?"

"Don't know."

"You don't know the hell."

"Son, what is it?"Zainel.

" Your cat."

"Huh." Astounded.

"You know what horses make you happy?"

"Hm, don't know." Zainel thought about answering Fitri's question but he did not find the answer to Fitri's question.

"I got a boyfriend like you."

"Ckckckck, dreadlocks." Zainel felt uncomfortable hearing the chatter from Fitri, Zainel had rejected Fitri's love but instead of Fitri giving up even more aggressively pursue her love.

"Hehehehe, do I need to get your love." Fitri cengengesan laughs.

"You know that I love other women."

"Before the curved yellow janur you still belong together.So I still have a chance to be able to pursue your love." Fitri spoke with passion and confidence that she will continue to pursue Zainel's love.

"You better find another guy who loves you too, because whenever I can never love you. I've loved other women." Zainel spoke firmly to Fitri.

"You must be lying to me right, I've never seen you close to any woman at work." Fitri did not believe Fitri's remarks.

"I'm not lying, anyway he doesn't work at hotel S."

"What's his name?"

"You don't need to know his name."

"Godly, this must be just your wits. The woman you spoke of did not exist."

"Huft, he's there."

"When do you want to get to know him?" Fitri challenges Zainel to recognize the woman Zainel loves.

"Night of week."

"Where?"

"Cafe X's.

" What time?"

"at 20:00 wib."

"Okey, don't let you just come alone."

"God willing I must have come.Then yes, assalamu'alaikum." Zainel turned off his phone call.

"He's playing in matain just call me again." Fitri looks upset that Zainel turned off his phone call.

After turning off the call from Fitri, Zainel called Tary's mobile number but was not picked up by Tary. The call ended Zainel again dialed Tary's phone number again not picked up by Tary.

Where the hell is the kid?

On the phone from earlier not picked up

I waited for Ry to come home

Tary had arrived in front of the meatball stall and then she walked into the meatball stall.

"Tar here." A person called out Tary's name while waving his hand.

"That's it." Tary heard her name being called by a man and then she turned to look at the voice. It turned out that the voice came from a man who told Tary to come to the meatball stall. Tary walked towards the man's desk.

"How are you Tar?" The man stood up from the bench and then he hugged Tary while cepika cepiki.

"As you can see, how are you?" Tary returned the man's embrace.

"I'm no good, let's sit down!" The man let go of the hug and he told Tary to sit down.

"Well, what's the problem?" Tary sat on the bench facing the man.

...~ Connect ~...