The Young Married
14

"Enough!"

everyone who was there turned to the source of the voice.

“What are you guys doing huh? If I report to BK, Monday I can make sure you will stand in the middle of the field!” Ghina shouted fiercely. Looking at the one-on-one faces of those who were bruised from fighting.

Renata still tugging at Ghina's hand. "Na, even though I'm a silat, if you have to hold them down, you can't do it either" whispered Renata, the guts were like a whim.

"Let me Ren. I must stop their childish behavior" said Ghiha without fearing the settings of the men in the classroom.

Come on, the final twelve-semester grade isn't the age that kids say they are anymore. They're almost adults. It should be clearer to look at the problem.

“Chick don't have to interfere. This is my business with him!” spray Lukman while wiping the corners of his lips bleeding.

“I'll pretend I didn't hear your conversation. So please stop your fights! Or right now I'm gonna call my homeroom teacher!" threaten Ghina's. Lukman and his friends were laughing.

“Such management, bring women. Our business is not finished yet, Fath" Lukman said, codifying his friends to leave.

He walked past Ghina, "bluff, isn't this the girl who kissed you the same Fath?" lukman asked mockingly, instantly making Ghina's face flushed.

PLAQUES

"Yes!" Renata screeched, not expecting Ghina to slap the man.

"So your mouth!" ghina said sharply, her eyes glistening at Lukman.

"Your bitch! dare yes!" Lukman pulled his hand to avenge Ghina. However, Fatih's hand quickly stopped him.

"I know you're not as cool as I am Man" Fatih said coldly with a sharp gaze.

"Fuck, release!" Lukman said with a sultry voice, "i will not let you go!" threaten her.

“Give me Rik's gum," Fatih's word made Riki curled up at the end of the room start to step closer. His usual face looked as petty as fear.

Riki thrust one piece of gum towards Fatih whose eyes still held anger.

“You're not papa Rik?” ask Fatih

“S-relax, I'm okay kok.” Riki was like a strongman, probably because there were Ghina and Renata staring at them.

"Trainer!" call Ghina. Fatih's steps stopped.

"Don't like to interfere! this time, I won't repay you!" said cold. Making Ghina's mouth clenched. It doesn't seem right if he's talking to the man.

"Na, aren't you papa?" renata asked worried because Ghina was silent. "I'm afraid, the men's threat," riled Renata as he bit his finger.

"No papa" said Ghina. Although somehow his head actually remembers when his father tortured his mother. His chest suddenly tightened. Eyes glazed. He admitted, old trauma is difficult for him to eliminate.

"Ma." Renata shook Ghina's trembling body slowly. "Let's go home," Renata asked as if he understood what Ghina was going through, although his best friend very rarely told him the questions he faced.

"I'll drive you home?" tawar Renata was still worried when he saw Ghina's paled face.

"No, you go home first," declined Ghina subtly. "I want to buy a drink" Ghina said and pulled Renata's palm to shake her hand.

"Let's get a drink together," Renata cheerfully invited, he wanted to accompany Ghina longer.

As they cross the street, Fatih and Riki are talking to Alim - an employee of Fatih's ATK store. Ghina simply threw away her face when Fatih suddenly saw her from there.

"I want Ren's cold mineral water" Ghina said. Renata agreed, then took a bottle of mineral water and tea shoots. They are now sitting in the chair of Mpok Sarni stall which is located opposite SMK school. The distance was only ten meters from Fatih's ATK store.

Atk Store

The store is only 3x4 meters in size in which there is a storefront that stores various stationery, in addition to the storefront there are chairs and tables on which there is a computer.

The wall made of plywood was in white paint, with decorative photos of heroes sacrificed in it. The images were inscribed with Al-khwarizmi, Al-farabi and Al-Gazali.

Three men are talking.

"Astaghfirullah Gus, he still doesn't want to say anything?" ask Alim who was amazed when he saw the battered condition of Fatih and Riki. Alim is older than Fatih. Two years ago he just graduated from SMK and Fatih offered himself to help his business build an ATK store right in front of the school.

Alim always called Fatih Gus, other than because Kyai's son also because he respected the younger man.

"He's really not interested in my offer" Fatih said. Riki was still busy fumbling and fumbling the wounds on her lips. Then give him hansaplas.

"We find another way Fath," said Riki grimacingly. "Did she have a boyfriend?" ask Riki.

"Where do I know." Fatih shook her shoulders.

"I mean, if she had a boyfriend. We threatened his girlfriend, who knows Lukman so I want to say, right?" riki's proposal gets a pen tossed at him.

"He will not. Lukman never really likes girls, he just wants to play Rik!" fatih hatch.

"What did you say?" Fatih glared sharply at the grimacing Riki. "The girls are playing themselves. I knew I wouldn't like it. But the name's a fan, hard." Fatih shook her shoulders.

"If I were you, I'd date all my fans" said Riki who again got a throw from Fatih.

"Don't try to be a crocodile" he threatened. Riki laughed holding his stomach.

"It was Ghina, her face was terrified like Lukman's writhing" Riki said. "But he's cool, he dares slap that jerk guy."

"How is Ghina's mother?" alim asked with his innocent gaze, as if he was the youngest among Fatih and Riki.

"Yes, it's almost in the back slap. But, thankfully there are our heroes." Riki glanced towards Fatih.

"Genius Fatih!" yells.

"Not to overdo it." Fatih slammed into Riki's mouth which made the owner upset.

"So, you hit me three times already" she did not accept. Fatih kept beating him. Alim laughed at the actions of the two.

"So, when are we gonna close?" ask Alim later. It's past his working hours, not for what reason. He wants to go home soon to take care of his sick mother at home.

"You go home to Lim, let me close the shop," said Fatih who made Alim sparkle in the eyes.

"Just like Gus" he said, grabbing his sling bag, then running up his mountain bike.

"Alim is an innocent child yes, lest he also be afraid of girls," Riki guessed. Fatih just clucked at Riki who started to make her gossip like a girl.

"Mother, I'm getting busy again, aren't I?" tanya Ghina after Maghrib prayer. He approached his mother who had not yet moved from the sewing machine.

"Yes, I have a lot of orders. You want to eat?" ask Narsih gently. Ghina smile.

"Yes, I'm a laper. Come on, eat ma'am, "give Ghina. Narsih said she was gentle with Ghina because she forgave her daughter.

"You're still bullied at school?" asked Narsih with a sad look this time. Ghina looked up, but secretly her mother was worried about her.

"No, Ghina's friends believe Ghina didn't do it."

"Good." Narsih breathed a sigh of relief. "When are you trying out?" ask Narsih again.

"Front month Ma'am" Ghina sighed, in fact she wanted to tell me about the incident at school, but she did not want to add any burden to her mother.

"Mom don't think much of it?" Ghina clasped his mother's hand. "I don't want you to be sick anymore" he said.

"Now Mom is relieved. I don't feel guilty anymore with Kyai's family."

Hearing his mother's words, Ghina fell silent.

"If Ghina gets married, does that mean you have to meet her?" ask Ghina lirih. Narsih looked frowned, but tried to smile.

"Have I told you, don't get caught up in the past. Want to not, because he is still alive," said Narsih by trying as hard as possible. As a mother, she should not show her past wounds to her child, even if it is difficult for her. His self-defense is weak.

"Mother." Ghina stopped her eating. He walked over to the mother's dining chair and hugged her. "I love you, don't get sick anymore" she said slowly. Narsih simply rubbed Ghina's hand with a smile.

The Islamic nasyid chants brought by one of the male KSI members sounded melodious. As the combination of tambourine tools accompanies, increasingly make the sound syahdu.

Extracurricular members appear to be sitting face to face with considerable distance between the male and female lines. Ghina, the girl occasionally bites her lower lip. Really, not his style like this. But, because of that gaze that was able to make her lips like they were shaking.

Who else if not a man named Ilham. With a black peci, a blue hem shirt rolled around my side, making the man look more conspicuous than the rest of the members. Ghina was well aware that she was the center of attention of the man. Not because he was too confident. It's just, Ilham too blatantly stared, then stole a glance and when Ghina stared back, the man was like pretending to pay attention to the members who were patting the tambourine.

"What's Na?" renata asked whispering as his eyes caught the restlessness of his friend. Ghina looked to her left side. Then he sighed, "i don't like it when he's staring at me."

Hearing Ghina's words, Renata's reflexes looked at one of the men across the street.

"Pantes. I think he's too blatant Na" explained Rena, then said softly, "I'm concerned about your secret relationship."

One pinch landed on Rena's right hand, making her owner grimace.

"Aw, why is Na kok nyubit anyway?" the trouble with Ghina.

"Jaga your talk. I have nothing to do with her Rena. Astaghfirullah, if there are people who are horrified you will continue to do various things. You want me and him in ta'aruf, right the same Rohis builder?!" Ghina said annoyedly. Sometimes Renata's thin mouth puts him in danger. It could be that if anyone hears their words, it is suspicious if the chairman Rohis and the secretary have a relationship. After all, Ghina did not want Rohis to be in a secretive relationship.

"Yes sorry," regretted Rena with a crygegesan. "But it's good news that you're in Taarufkan hehe."

Got delicacies from Ghina that are so scary, Rena's lips tightly clenched.

"After you've disbanded, don't go home. I found him" whispered Ghina. Not a request but more of an order. Renata gave a small snort, "uh right? if love is honest," he said. And again, one pinch landed on his right arm. Renata grimaced again.

"At least say thank you" Ghina said with a small smile on her face.