Still Is Love
Still Is Love

The incident happened about a year ago, exactly one year and one month. At that time I was sitting at the beginning of the second grade of SLTA and there was a new student transfer from another school. The student was named Erna. According to the news I heard, because I myself have never seen it, the person is beautiful, the body is sexy and if a smile is sweet.

“I swear, Man, she is very beautiful,” said Wendi who was then one class with the new murud with an imagined expression.

“Keep beautiful, why?” just ask a little.

“Gue sure, sure enough, if you see it, you must immediately fall in love with him,” replied Wendi with confidence.

“O, yes?” sahutku.

“Why the hell, Man, when it comes to when your girl is never interested?” wendi asked somewhat irritatedly. “Ah, don't-don't, lu..”

“Ah, ngaco, lu,” sahutku fast. “Gue it's normal tau.”

“Kalo you are normal, keep why you are not interested ama chick?”

“Gue is not interested in girls, Wen, just I always keep my heart so as not to be interested in girls,” I replied.

“Lha, why?”

“Because my Dad will definitely be angry big if I know I am happy am a girl, let alone dating,” explained.

“Kok, can?” wendi asked while frowning her forehead.

“Iya,” sahutku.

“What's the reason?” ask Wendi still does not understand.

“Because my father said, that courtship will only make women's degrees so low,” I replied. “Padahat heaven it ‘kan is under the soles of the feet of mother.”

“Keep, what is the relationship between heaven under the soles of the mother's feet and demeaning the degree of women in dating?”

“Gue also asked me first about Dad.”

“Keep what's your Father's answer?”

“My father said, isn't that mother a woman? And won't a woman become a mother?”

“Iya, also sih.”

“Well, keep Dad asking me that time.”

“What's the question?” wendi asked increasingly curious.

“Let's answer yes, Wen,”.

Wendi nodded.

“Gini, if there is a woman dating a man, then get pregnant. About what will the woman's family do?”

“Yes, definitely sue,” said Wendi firmly.

“Well, if that woman turns out to be your mother, how about?”

“I will kill a man,” said Wendi with anger.

“If it turns out that woman is your older sister, how about?”

“Gue must be angry.”

“If it turns out that girl is your little sister?”

“Oo, must be furious and demand him to marry my sister.”

“Kalo turned out that guy refused to marry your sister?”

“Gue hit him.”

“Why?”

“Because she has abused my sister's self-esteem as a woman.”

“Well, that's what my Dad meant if the courtship was only going to demean or harass a woman's self-esteem.”

Wendi nodded in understanding.

“Where? Should I be interested in Erna, the new student?”

“Stay be the Saman I know,” said Wendi while patting my shoulder at that time.

A few days after my conversation with Wendi, the bike I was driving hit a girl from the opposite direction. The girl's body fell right in front of my bike.

Fortunately, at that time I braked my bike hard, until my bike stopped right in the middle of his legs that stretched out. I pulled my bike back. After standardizing my bike, I quickly approached the girl.

“Ka-you okay?” I was panicking because I saw the girl's face grimacing with pain. “A-I brought your ka-you to the hospital huh?”

The girl was just complaining.

I saw her tears had melted down her cheeks.

“A-yo, I-I brought your ka-you to the hospital,”.

I panicked when I saw blood seeping through the top skirt of her uniform. So without thinking long I immediately carry his body and sit in the front seat of my bike, while I sit behind him.

“Ta-hold yes..hold yes...” said I was nervous while keeping my motor balance and turning it on. After the motor is on, I slowly run it while saying,

“To-please, please don't move much so as not to fall. Quiet...silent..”.

The girl sitting in front of me was crying from pain with her head down while resting on my bike meter.

Hearing the cry of the girl I tightened the speed of my motorbike. Confused not to know where to go, I finally put my motorcycle back home. When I was about to enter the alley leading to the house, I saw my father's car passing by.

I stopped my bike right in the middle of the mouth.

“What's up, Man? Who is he?” asked the father after being near me with a gaze fixed on the figure of the girl sitting in front of me who was moaning and crying.

“Please, Dad, take her to the hospital,”.

My father moved immediately.

“Bring him to Dad's car,” exclaims dad firmly while walking back to his car.

I got off the bike, grabbed the girl's body and took her to my dad's car. With dad's help, I put the girl in the backseat.

“You sit next to him, let my motorbike drop into the house of Haji Maksum,” my father's orders.

“I-iya, Dad,”, I said, then just get in the car and sit while holding the girl's head.

“Ta-hold yes, hold yes, later I will take your ka to the hospital,” I said when I saw my father walking towards the car.

After sitting behind the steering wheel, the father immediately fled his car towards the hospital. While on my way to the hospital, my father asked me to tell him the chronology of the incident.

I also felt tense and vibrating voice telling the chronology of the incident, without adding and reducing it, he said, just as I was going through while unconsciously my hand continued to caress the head of the chick that was on top of my lap.

My father nodded his head when he heard my story.

After I finished telling you everything, dad said to me, “You should calm down, Man, don't strain, don't panic. Understand?”

“I-iya, Dad,” I said while nodding my head.

Arriving at the hospital, the girl was immediately taken to the ER.

The father deftly and deftly takes care of all the administrative needs related to the girl. Whereas I just stood outside the ER room feeling tense and scared. Several times I saw Dad passing back and forth between the ER room and the registration place while talking to someone through his phone.

During the wait, in my heart I kept praying to Allah so that nothing serious happened with the girl.

“Surely you are named Saman huh, who has hit my daughter Erna?” asked a mother with a slightly panicked face.

I was surprised to hear the mother ask by saying Erna's name, to make me gawk and see the father approaching the mother…

Uff.I let out a long sigh each time I remembered the event. And because of that vision, I was always next to the girl, who turned out to be Erna, the new student who was famous for being beautiful and sweet.

...

At first Erna didn't want me to come near. His eyes were filled with hatred and anger every time he saw me. He walked away when he saw me walking towards him. But I don't care about his hateful and angry attitude towards me. I kept trying to get to her, because my father told me to stay near Erna and protect her, no matter what.

“Why should I keep approaching her, Dad, while she always keeps away from me with a look full of hate?” ask me one time with a tone of protest to father because he felt desperate to get close to him.

“Because she's the woman you hit, Man,” replied father lightly.

“But he always hates every time he sees me, Well,” my light gives facts.

Dad smiled. “Whatever hard stone, Man, if always exposed to water droplets, will definitely be perforated as well,” he said. “So you do not despair to always approach Erna. Keep trying. I'm sure you can.”

“But what if I fall in love with her, Dad?” I asked in the hope that my father would agree that I would stop approaching him.

“Dad believes, you will definitely always keep the message Father, Man,” replied the father in a confident tone.

Finally, inevitably, I kept trying to get close to Erna. I did things so he would accept me as a friend. For two months I kept trying to get close to him, until he finally accepted my presence because of an unexpected event.

That time…

I drove mom to Uncle Anto's house.

“Already, Man, you just go home, later Mom goes home with Dad,” said mom when she arrived in front of Uncle Anto's house.

“Good, Mom,”.

“Awas careful, do not speed, danger, let alone already night,” mother's message.

I'm nodding. Then she kissed her mother and kissed her hand.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” kataku said goodbye

“Ya, wa’alaikumussalam,” sahut mom returned my greetings.

Without meeting Anto's family uncle, I immediately run my motorcycle to go home. For some reason, on the way to the house I did not go through the main road, but a shortcut that crossed the streets of residential residents.

I took my bike off casually.

While crossing the deserted area, I saw a car parked on the side of the road. As I passed by, my ears heard a cry for help from a girl in the car. I immediately stopped my bike not far from the car.

I just wanted to turn off my engine, the car was moving. Spontaneously I turned my bike around. I intended to chase the car, but I saw the back door of the car open and along with it jump the figure of a woman's body from inside the car.

The car stopped again.

I saw the figure of the girl's body rise and immediately run towards me. Spontaneously I stand my bike. I got off my bike as soon as I saw the girl getting closer. Then I took off my leather jacket because I saw the clothes the girl was wearing was torn.

“Please me! Help me!” the girl exclaimed at me whose face was covered in her disheveled hair, then stood behind me.

I seemed to know the voice of the girl who was now standing behind me in fear. But because my focus was on the two figures of the man who came out of the car, then I did not try to remember it further.

After giving my leather jacket to the girl, without taking my eyes off the two men who were walking towards me, I immediately ran towards the two men. There was no fight between me and the two men. With the karate movements I had taught from Bang Jajang for more than four years, I easily broke every attack of the two men. So that in a short time I was able to make the two men run to his car and run away.

I did not try to chase the two men who ran away with the car, but immediately rushed over to the girl who had been wearing my jacket. But my legs stopped immediately when my gaze clearly caught the girl's face.

E-Erna.my inner whisper does not believe.

Then while removing my helmet, I stepped slowly closer to Erna who was still standing trembling in fear beside my bike.

Erna's cry immediately exploded with her body sitting down as my face was freed from the helmet. His cry sounded bitter, to make my heart sliced, sick…

After that incident, little by little Erna was willing to accept my presence. I was always by his side and ready to help or escort him wherever he went, to the point that friends gave me the title jongos Erna, but I didn't care. Because the important thing for me is to carry out my mandate and father's orders to take care of Erna as well as possible.

“As your apology for hitting him,” so dad always gave me a reason why I should look after Erna.