REMEDIALLY
The Contreng III Mission

Mima established Isya prayer, since the first rakaat his breath felt a bit tight, the small hairs on his body brushed, his eyes were so heavy and for a long time the pain grew more intense until the completion of the prayer.

Mima said nothing, just holding her chest, not even asking why she suddenly felt this kind of pain. Saliva felt frozen, stuck hard he pushed into the throat. Just remembered Shaka's sentence a while ago.

“This trip may have an effect."

He did not move from the prayer mat, his tears slid without excuse when he heard meandering takbir terseututut, imagined memories with Grandma, Mima and grandma always celebrate the feast with silence, Mima like it, Mima like it, Mima misses her Grandma.

“Ay .. Ayumna, to Tek Na's house, yuk!”

Mima could hear Shaka knocking on the door of the room, but her tongue was still too faint to answer the call. He just looked towards the door.

“Ay.”

“Shaka.” Mima struggled

“I wait in front, yes, help Tek Na install lantern.”

Mima tried to get up, but was only able to get to bed, fortunately the backpack where he put the orange medicine was not far from him, he drank two tablets at once.

His eyes faded with agonizing pain, after swallowing two citrus medicines with one bottle of mineral water, the pain slowly subsided, until twenty minutes passed.

“Ay, not finished?” Shaka's voice sounded back. “Ayumna, this is our mission to contrast one more, Ay.”

Hearing the news the pain evaporated, which mission? Curious Mima came out soon, she was still wearing mukena.

“Loh, I think you're ready, why is the remembrance so?” Shaka observed Mima's wet pale face.

Mima shook her head, she was more interested in seeing that worn and shabby paper.

“Alhamdulillah, even though I have not been khatam, I read it for a long time, very slowly,” said Mima.

“The command is to read the Qur'an, to read from the heart, to read because you feel the need for this reading.

The echo of takbir is still the background sound of two humans who both smile face to face, soon they will complete the mission and meet the real life, even though both have different life expectancies, and they will have different,

“I can't wait to bring home the remedial grades and go to college in Oxford, I'm ready to continue my dream,” said Mima expectantly.

“And I, can't wait to see you soon,” Shaka replies with greater expectations.

“Apaan anyway!” Mima pushed Shaka's chest, “There was a moment later a traveling takbir, usually passing in front, arakan from the sekecamatan surau-surau. You don't want to see?”

“Pengen anyway, but you must be uncomfortable in the crowd, eating it I ajakin helpin Tek Na ngaduk kalamay aja behind.

“Not uncomfortable, but feel the center of attention."

"Yes, I know."

Shaka is happy when Mima can carry out the tasks of his life when not affected by the love virus from Dheo. Separating Dheo from Mima's mind was as tired as peeling off a single cage.

The scene of glancing at each other paused by Mima's phone ringtone.

“So not to Na” Tech place

“Iya, you first, yes. I'm nulai.”

Before Shaka passes, Mima closes the door and knows who the call is from.

“Halo, Dhe,” said after connecting with a call he named Future Husband.

“Honey, I miss,” said Dheo.

“Em, same, you how are you?”

“My brother is crowded at home, I am busy helping my mother, this is again burning lemang, I just steal the time to hear your voice.”

“Oh, means Suli is there?”

“Cie, jealous huh?”

“Jawab dong!”

“Why? You jealous?”

Even after you were married I never felt rivaled, Dheo. Ambition is greater than my jealousy.

“Now!”

“Basic heart, how hard is it?”

“When do you come home here?” mima Whine.

“Lebaran to three, we walk, yes? Watching it? To Padang?”

“You didn't see the roving takbir? Excited loh, out dong, is not bored what in the room continues?”

I've said many times I don't like crowds, Dheo. Cape leukain.

“No, I want to help Etek ngaduk kalamay first.”

“Whose name?”

“Sama Tek Na, Shaka also.”

“Mim, who is Shaka?”

Mima was surprised, finally Dheo asked this, he was confused to answer it, he also did not know what Shaka, whose son, came from where, what species why he sweet beat sugar? The latter made Mima smile, it was like that anyway.

“Shaka, em .. who, yes, is, he ... his relatives Tech Na kali.”

Mima hated having to lie, but that was all that came to her mind.

“He doesn't have a crush on you, does he? Rather than being a relative of one generation, he is more suitable to be a guardian of students tau.”

“Hush, don't say that, Shaka is good. He's been helping me with my remedial this whole time.

“Remedial what?”

“Ha? Remedial?” Again Mima mispronounced, this time not because he did not like to lie, but he was tired if he had to explain, and also Dheo would not easily believe.

“You said remedial, what remedial?”

“Remedial, em .. Fiqh. Remedial Fiqih.”

“Oh, make sure he doesn't have a crush on you, yeah. I'm jealous of being the bad guy!”

“You can't say that, Dhe!”

“Sorry, but I'm serious, dear ..., don't get too close to him, he can interfere with our future.”

Mima was relieved to hear that, she did not fend for herself, Dheo was also thinking about that future.

May you have no regrets if your future changes, the destiny order shifts a little, Dhe. We'll be Together. Learning, being a couple that reminds each other, you can definitely guide me, we have hope to live together, don't you think, God?

“Di siko Uda. Eat your ciek, Da?” (Uda's cup is here, Eat yuk first!) It was the voice of a woman who was heard from the call, her voice was quite clear.

“Whose voice is it?” mima asked unkindly.

After that voice, Dheo's voice whispered a little.

“Let me call again ,Bro! Bye!”

Mima was shocked, the call was cut off from that direction.

“Bro who? A brontosaurus? It's not that crocodile, but strangely I like, hemm!”

***

Mima headed to Eteknya's house, Tek Na's house was neat with curtain colors that match the sofa, and the, on the guest table there is already a row of cookie jars with jars that are in color compatible with tablecloths, on the dining table is no less crowded, ketupat, and, lemang and friends have stayed enjoyed, Tek Na is like other minang women, reliable in terms of making good food.

Tek Na himself was neat and fragrant, coming out of his room.

“Ka kama, Tech?” (Where are you going, Tech?)

“Eh, Mima. Ka pai sabanta.” (Eh, Mima. Gonna go for a second)

“Oh.” Mima's mouth was rounded, even though the procession passed in front of the house, but Tek Na's appearance like he was going to leave just lebaran, lively. “Shaka dima?” (Where is shaka?)

“Sometimes in the back, Mim, mangacau kalamai, caliak lah!” (By the back, stir the dodol, look!)

Suddenly Mima remembered Dheo's question, and she wanted to hear Tek Na's answer.

 “Etek!” call him when Tek Na is choosing the shoes to wear.

“A lai?” (What else)

“Shaka .. em, sia Shaka tu sabananayo?” (Whose shaka is who?)

“Shaka? batanyo ka Etek manga, inyo ngekos at the parak house, right?” (Shaka, why go to Etek? he's sniffing at the garden house, right?"

“Nga ngekos? Bilo rhyme garden house so kos-kosan?” (Nge kos? Since when do garden houses become boarding?)

“Tanyoan se dinyo dih, Etek nyek.” (Ask him yourself yes, Etek hastily)

Tek Na passed, Mima frowned confused, asking Shaka will increasingly make him think hard, which is important to already know, Tek Na considers Shaka is a boarding child here, later if Dheo asks again Mima will answer that.