SANTRIKU STREET
part 42 DIDN'T FIND ANYTHING

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"Why your face? can't pay it!" asked Dadun while staring at me.

"Capable, willing, really!" I stammered and then took out the money from Ms. Nasrul, who had not been used at all. then handed it to Dadun.

"What's this money doing?" ask Dadun.

"That's a sign so, tomorrow the rest I pay. Because I don't bring a lot of money." I explained.

"You are okay with that price. You can buy half a gram of gold?" tanya Dadun looked at her serious face.

"It's okay! Sis. the name is also art, Maybe in fact, that kind of money is not enough to pay for someone's creativity." I said poetic.

"Because I like people who know art. great, great!" said Dadun while nodding his head.

"Yes, brother, because not everyone can have an artistic spirit, like big brother." I showed admiration for his skill.

"What if we just barter?" dadun's suggestion divided his gaze towards me and Fatimah.

"meaning?" say we're in unison.

Dadun was silent for a while, As if he was gathering courage, to speak. It was seen that he took a few deep breaths.

"Change! you guys get the stuff you want, while I get the stuff I want. how's it fair, right? it's like giving a riddle.

"What stuff, do you want?" tanya Fatimah looked curiously at Dadun.

"Both of you, I'm sure you already know, that I like Fitri, I shot him. But until now, he has not given an answer to my feelings?" said Dadun stopped, while taking a deep breath back.

"Keep, what is our job?" ask Fatimah.

"I want to know what Fitri feels about me, please tell her to answer how I feel!" continued Dadun explained the task that we have to run.

Fatimah just took a slow breath, then exhaled it as if she was facing a very severe problem, even if she was.

"Why can't you?" asked Dadun curiously.

"Not so, Dun. actually the answer is already in you!" fatimah.

"I mean, how?" ask Dadun who is still confused.

"Now, if you like someone, then go after them! Don't Wait to be welcomed, because no matter how strong a woman's defense, when she sees a man's struggle.he will melt, submit to the man." explained Fatimah as a motivator Condang who likes to appear on television.

Instantly Dadun was bearded, as if understanding what was said by Fatimah, then smiled as if he got an answer from what he had been looking for all this time.

"One more! I know you're an art person, but try to give in a little, lower your ego.maybe you can start from perfume, take a morning shower, haircut.so it's pleasing to the eye. But Sorry before, I only expressed a woman's feelings, I just said, maybe my feelings can represent all the women in this world." explained Fatimah.

"But if it's really love, it doesn't have to change appearance?" dadun asked as a child who was asking his parents, with irrational questions.

"Well, it should be like that, if you really love.then you will be ready to change everything, to get that love.maybe slowly, later.your partner will accept, after living it." Fatimah gave an explanation.

"Okay. then, means I have to keep Pursuing Love Fitri?" ask Dadun.

"Should! if you really love him!" fatimah provides motivation.

"Now, your money!" dadun gave back the money I gave him.

"It's okay, later if the bracelet is ready, I love Fatimah.yeah already, please You guys go!' expelling Dadun made me frown, not understanding with his strange attitude.

But Fatimah immediately pulled me, to leave the place immediately.

"Bring the money!" snapped Dadun while throwing the money at me.

Feeling the need, I took the money before leaving not forgetting I thanked him, although his speech was less understandable by common sense.

Sekeluarnya from 3rd class, visible from the front there is a group of upperclassmen, who are about to go inside.

"Be careful, if anything happens to Arfan!" azis said suddenly, as we passed each other while raising our forefinger towards my face. It makes me feel confused about what he is doing.

But there was no debate, we immediately separated, continuing their respective goals.

Fatimah and I continued walking, until in front of the second classroom, his friends were sitting enjoying their snacks.

"It's getting sticky, it's a new couple!" ratna welcomes our arrival.

"What, you guys aren't so clear!" grunts Fatimah while sitting interrupting the midst of her best friend.

"I say goodbye first, sis.thank you for helping." said I who felt handicapped, want to leave the circle of Fatimah.

"Oh yes, how about. I had forgotten, not yet asked the most important thing." asked Fatimah to release her best friend's embrace, looking at me who was standing.

"I guess, no, sister." I replied, bowed down, puzzled by what else I should do.

"Yes, the spirit!!!" fatimah said while giving her sweetest smile to encourage me.

"Yes, thank you again, I'm saying goodbye!"

"you be careful, yeah! I don't want you to get hurt!" said Fatimah who opened my eyes wide, amazed at his attention.

"Cie! cie! cie!" ledek his friends, so with the reflex Fatimah shut his mouth. As if the expression was a mistake, increasingly make it look funny and sweet.

Finally I left them, to find my two best friends who knew where he was.

*****

At 13:00, I was already in the boarding house.  Laying my body on a mat that is not soft, staring at the ceiling.waiting for other students to finish teaching. I did not follow, because when I passed beside the Mosque. The book studied, was the last book, so it felt useless, I entered it, must have been finished.

Sure enough, 5 minutes passed, my bedroom door was pushed. Then enter Kang Arif and Kang Alfian while carrying the book that has just been studied. Then they tidied up on the bookshelf, so as not to be exchanged with other time study books.

"Have you come?" asked Kang Arif while sitting next to me who was still sleeping. Actually this question has no answer. because if I am already here, it means, it has come home from school. I just smiled and raised my body to sit with him.

" Near to forget. earlier, Kang Agus told you, to meet him immediately, when you have returned from school!" exclaimed Kang Arif told him there was a message he had to convey.

"Now Kang, you're home from the mosque, not yet?." I asked back.

"Come. let's check! I think it was coming home with other santri santri." take Kang Arif while rising up to the top floor to meet Kang Agus.

We are both welcome to enter, after saying greetings.seen in the room, Kang Agus was memorizing the books, which had just been studied in the mosque. people who have got the pleasure of learning, then when repeating it 1000 times.it still feels new.

"How is your job progressing?" ask kang Agus while closing his book . then stored on top of a cupboard that is that high.

"I've been chatting with dadun.but I did not find any semblance of his voice at all, with the voice of the person chatting in the grave. I'm more suspicious of someone, kang. because his voice is very similar to the person in the grave." I explained.