Thaha
Zambrut Gem

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Time passed quickly, the hot sun that had been blazing above the crown had now dimmed and leaned to the western horizon

the sparkling city of Surabaya that never receded even though the night now came to welcome, vehicles downstream-hudik filled the road delivering a noise that slightly disturbed the eardrum of everyone who heard

the students rushed out of the mosque shortly after the closing greeting I said

I do often fill out studies at this campus, at least twice a week, at one of the private campuses that are quite famous in the Surabaya area, this campus is located in one of the largest and most luxurious housing in the Surabaya city area

I waited until the time was a little late to avoid being jammed, because the road I was going through later was the main road, the main road, and I'm not the one who's patient enough to wait for a long queue with the stench of vehicle smoke that's pretty disturbing the respiratory senses

"sister Zu, haven't come home yet...?"

Leta one of the students who quite often came to the study greet from behind the door, coincidentally now I was waiting on the terrace of the mosque

"yet, Leta too why haven't you come home yet..?"

Leta sat down with me looking away at the gate of the mosque before looking back at me with their perfect big smile

"wait for daddy sister"

I smiled at the answer, a little strange indeed, not because of what, Leta's house is in the same housing complex as this campus, only one block apart from the campus, is not it close enough....?

"dad has business on campus, brother, so yes, brother Zu why not go home....?"

Leta asked with her head slightly inclined, her eyebrows twitched funny until it involuntarily made me laugh softly

"Sister Zu again wait for the clock to pass the deck"

I answered, while my hands were busy looking for something, I realized that my anklets were no longer where they should be

my anklets are gone!

"Cracket is waiting for Brother Zu, the night will go home, brother Zu find what...?"

maybe Leta noticed my strange movements or maybe she noticed my hand that kept putting away some things in the bag

"Sir Zu is looking for a bracelet"

I replied with a hand that was still focused on looking for the bracelet inside the bag, hoping that the bracelet was still there

"Golden bracelet sak...?, we search in the front post kak, fearing that someone will continue to be tucked in the front post"

I didn't think the bracelet was going to be there, not what, but I always wore socks that I would only open when I was at home or at home, but there's no harm in trying, right?

"Yes deck, gold, okay, then Leta's dad how...?"

I asked puzzledly, but strangely Leta laughed at my question

"There's HP kak Zu, yes just a phone call"

hearing Leta's answer immediately made me pat my forehead, why did I not think with it, indeed sometimes panic makes the brain work a little slower than it should

We were about to step when I sneaked a voice heard a man interrupting our steps

he was a tall man with well-groomed hair, and dressed too neatly for the size of a college student, and somehow I was a little weird to think of him as a lecturer, he is too young to be a lecturer, or is he not....? I don't know

"May I ask you a favor...?" he started

Her heavy voice gave off a manly impression and was somehow able to bring out a strange vibe that made my heart feel uneasy

I just fell silent not responding, not because I was disrespectful, I just didn't want to stare directly at his Zambrut eyes that were sparkling green tempered by the light of the lamp

very beautiful eyes for the size of a man, Abaghfirullah, I looked down again to make an evil look that will loom in the eye, while several times chanting the word 'the first sight is the rizki and the next from the devil' I don't want to get carried away in this uncomfortable feeling, really.

"Yes, if I can, I'll try to help"

Leta who was next to me answered the young man's question with those beautiful Zambrut eyes, Abaghfirullah those eyes are really capable of catching my attention and this is not something good

the young man thrust out a gold bracelet that I was very familiar with, by reflex I took the gold bracelet that was now in Leta's hands

I wasn't too brave to take it straight out of the young man's hands, too much of a tease and more safely dodge, was it? well maybe so much better, than this strange taste kept in fertilizer and ended tragically ....?

who am I....? I'm quite self-aware of my condition, where there are real-world handsome men who want to be with mediocre girls

why did I say mediocre...? because there are actually no ugly people, there are only those who are not good at keeping the Rizki that God gives, the physique that God has borrowed for us to care for and we fulfill his rights is not even left abandoned like an uninhabited house

"Leta, this is Zu's missing anklet"

I said to Leta before facing the young man and continued, "sister, this is my missing anklet, thank you for keeping it"

The young man was still trembling as he stared in full search, O God why is the trial so extraordinary....?

it turns out that not only women become trials for men, but handsome men are also trials for single women, Astaghfirullah digress again!

"I'm not lying, I have proof for a moment"

I quickly pulled out a rectangular object that many millennials loved and thrust a picture of a bracelet the first time I bought it, lucky that picture I still keep.

"this"

I held out the picture to her

"Well, I'm sorry"

he just passed by leaving me and Leta still silent

"Sister Zu, that was a person, right?"

I turned to Leta who was still staring at the place where the young man had passed away, she looked gawking with her adorable confused face.

"Yes, cook the Alien...?"

I replied with a hand holding Leta's hand to sit on the terrace again

"The expression is very flat"

although Leta voiced it in a soft voice, but not one bit less irritated in her tone, and I think I agree with Leta.

"There's no crazy leta, healthy koq"

a moment later my soft laugh broke upon seeing Leta's cute facial expression, her shocked face was really funny!

"Sister Zu, can be funny as well as it turns out"

I'm still waiting until 21:15 and hope the traffic starts to slow down, and Leta's back home at seven, the campus gate will be closed at ten in the evening

not too surprising indeed because some campuses in Surabaya still receive and open lectures for students who take evening lecture hours, because not all students whose time is focused on college, but also for students who are not, some of them also have to divide their time between work and college, although it cannot also be said employee-specific lectures, because the class of employees will start on weekends

I glanced at the analog clock displayed on the front screen of HP showing at 08:30 pm, quite late indeed, considering this is Surabaya, a city that never sleeps, he said, in sya Allah the streets are not too scary when compared to the atmosphere of my hometown

"it's time to go home"

I murmured before stepping out of the mosque grounds and towards the parking lot, there my butut motorbike was ready to drive through the metropolitan city filled with glittering luxury and falsehood....? maybe...? isn't the world just a joke? likewise with the wealth of the world is not it something pseudo...?

maybe that young man was also pseudo....? who know......?

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