The Young Married
UN

"Don't you?!" threaten Ghina while hitting Fatih with a pillow. His eyes crossed sharply towards Fatih. Since marriage, Fatih has been getting more courageous. Not hurt or ridicule her like before, but tease her.

"Nor ustadzah," ringis Fatih amused and managed to catch a pillow throw from Ghina.

"Have you had lunch yet?" fatih asked after they fell silent for a few seconds.

"Udah."

"Let me see the wound" Fatih asked and reached for Ghina's abrasive arm.

"Argh, sick!" pekik Ghina stared intently at Fatih.

"Hehe, sorry." Fatih grinned by herself. "Tomorrow I can't come here, the sore has to fight futsal because," he said.

Although in these vulnerable weeks he was busy, but for the last time, he wanted to make the name of the school with his friends.

"Loh, just a moment you want UN, how about it anyway?" ask Ghina. It's amazing why those who like Futsal do not forget their hobby for a moment.

Come on ahead of the UN, who knows if during training there was an accident that resulted in his obstruction to work on the national exam, just as he and Renata were affected by the disaster. Enough is enough, the incident that happened to him was used as a lesson for the other twelve-grade students.

"Are you worried about me? I won't do anything, '" teased Fatih with his eyes twitching ignorantly.

"I'm just asking," said Ghina and returned to retreat.

"The match was held in the UN suit, I had to be part of the pioneer to fight SMA."

Ghina. Her hair suddenly felt itchy. He wanted to shampoo, but circumstances were not possible.

"Aren't you going to shower a week? your hair must stink" pointed Fatih at Ghina's slightly messy hair as it was scratched.

"Yes kayaknya. Later, let my mother who mengeramasin."

"So, I said I wanted to cook something first at home, for the evening you eat, must be long," explained Fatih who had met her mother-in-law before returning to Ghina's room earlier.

"Yes here let me help shampooing from the gatel, if you wait for your mother to hunt in the afternoon, cold," Fatih bargained.

"Well, you'll be macems again" Ghina sarcas declined.

"I won't do anything about you" Fatih said. "Suer, really." Fatih raised her two index and middle fingers.

Ghina. "Take courage if you dare."

"Yok, splinter. Ashar I want to go home."

Fatih helped Ghina to descend cautiously. Then, lead Ghina to the bathroom.

"There is no bathub here, just sit in a chair" Fatih said.

"Yes I know." Ghina sat down slowly.

"Here's your head." Fatih pointed towards Ghina's head. "His eyes bow, let me take the shampoo."

Fatih took the dipper, then dipped the water from the bucket and poured it slowly into Ghina's hair. Afterwards, he put the shampoo and his fingers began to gently massage Ghina's hair.

"Why are you rich enough to take care of sick people Fath?" ghina asked on the sidelines of her shampooing activity.

"I told you once, My brother was sick. She once asked me to wash her hair."

"Oh. It's good to have a sister?" ask Ghina.

"That's razor-thin. Umpah that, waste time, slow, likes whining is not clear, sometimes want something to be followed and others," replied Fatih. "But, from Nafisah I learned about women."

"That's right? really expert panties," said Ghina.

"Hey, you should also dong experts for men's affairs. 'Kan Imran, your brother is a boy, '" Fatih said.

"Yes, I learned a lot from her. He's my father's replacement for me. A gentle man, kind, friendly, not rude, angry cold, yes even sometimes nyebelin." Ghina recalls her moment with Imran from childhood until they grew up.

"Can I ask you about your father?" ask Fatih. Actually, he was curious why Ghina's father could be behind bars. And what happened in the past, so that Ghina looks very hateful to the father.

"No!" reject Ghina.

Fatih sighed, Ghina obviously wouldn't trust him to be the one to know about his life.

"If I'm what do you think?" ask Fatih seriously. He just wants to know, how Ghina's views so far towards him in addition to branding Fatih as a playboy, naughty, and cute child.

"Au ah, miss you," replied Ghina lazily. "After graduation, where are you going, Fath?" tanyakanya.

"To UNISKA, where are you going?" ask Fatih.

"That's why we're going to have a different campus, yes," Ghina was happy.

"To UIN," he answered.

"OK no papa, different campuses will still be able to live together" said Fatih who got a pinch from Ghina.

"Aw, yes really, right? aren't we going to live together after graduating high school?"

"No idea!"

"Surely you still don't accept this marriage, do you?"tanya Fatih squinted her eyes. And sure enough, Ghina did.

"Well, we were forced" said Ghina. His hand played water in the tub.

Fatih sighed softly, he had guessed Ghina still could not accept the marriage that had occurred. In fact, although initially Fatih also felt the same thing, but gradually he will try to accept.

If you constantly refuse and feel angry with the situation, when? moreover, as the head of the household, the captain in a ship that will sail the ocean of life, should be able to lead. Supposedly, he was trying to make this marriage better in the future.

"Yes right, it takes time" Fatih said.

The next day, when the sun was still reluctant to appear. Fatih had already set foot into the hospital to deliver something Ummi had left for Ghina.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied the person in the room as Fatih said his greetings.

"How are you, ma'am?" ask Fatih while greeting her mother-in-law.

"Well, how come you get here early in the morning? 'I can go home from school."

"Yes ma'am, because later in the afternoon can not look. There's a futsal match at school. This is Ma'am, there's a parcel from Ummi, for Ghina."

"Oh that's, uh bother son."

"No papa ma'am. Ghina's still sleeping?" fatih asked as his eyes looked towards a girl curled up in a blanket.

"Yes, after the dawn prayer, uh overslept him."

Fatih mangosteen. "If so, I say thank you, ma'am" said Fatih and said hello and left from there.

*****

One week has passed. Ghina was impatient to go home. Moreover, Monday he must immediately run the National Examination. Even in the hospital he actually did not have a total break, his brain was still in use to learn to do problems and memorize the commands of Debian Installation and Windows.

"So you know people are busy."

Imran chuckles. "Well, let's go home."

Imran deliberately early in the morning immediately picked Ghina to the hospital. He also brought a company-owned mine operating car that he could use to transport Ghina's goods as well.

"Well, can you use this car not for work?" ghina asked as they sat in the car. While Narsih, Ghina's mother chose to follow, because she had an appointment with her friend.

"That's it, I have permission."

"That's yeah? kirain, abuse of office."

"Eh, my brother's mouth is bad. No dong, your brother is honest, fair, and handsome people will not admit it."

"Start again the pedal," said Ghina.

"No kangen? kangen, no time."

Ghina just rolled her eyeballs. "If you want to fight, delay first, make your wife Kak."

"Learn from now on. Fatih, you like gombalin, don't you?"

"No idea."

"Masa'? well, his face is that red, embarrassed huh?" imran Goda.

"Oh, this is because it was exposed to sunlight, heat," pointed Ghina to blame the newly visible sunlight on the eastern horizon.

"Haha, the signs of this pink guava virus infection," said Imran, who was met with sharp relief by Ghina.

"Bodo very!" ketus Ghina and closed his eyes while leaning in the car seat.

Arriving in the yard, Ghina wears a cane assisted by Imran. "Your husband said he wanted to come here" Imran said.

"Huh? when did he say?" ask Ghina.

"So there's a text coming in."

"Sister Imran is not going straight back, is it?" ask Ghina.

"Directly dong, there's a corporate client I have to meet."

"Well, keep me alone dong at home," irritated Ghina.

"No, your husband will come here. Mum's probably home soon too."

"I don't want to go home from rs. Mending there."

"It usually can also be alone at home" said Imran. "There's a husband, don't be afraid."

Ghina just clucked, she brushed off the embrace of the older brother, then walked in broken with her cane.

"Remember the story?" asked Imran, who was following Ghina to her room.

"You ah, sultry." Ghina said in an annoyed tone. "Well, the client is more important than the family!"

"Dear, that's not it. It's the boss's order, I can't refuse. How come my sister's sulking now, huh?" ask Imran wonder.

Ghina was silent. Not that he was afraid to be alone at home, but he was worried that if Fatih came, at home there was only himself and the man. Who can guarantee, Fatih will not do anything?

Ghina walked towards the window, so she remembered the Lily flower that could be sure to fall because Fatih took it. But, there is something strange, the flowers remain as before. He let out a sigh of relief, Fatih was clearly lying to him.

"You want to buy something?" ask Imran. "Later in the afternoon, I'm back here, okay?" persuade Imran.

"I want honey mangoes" Ghina said, making Imran smile.

"Rarely that?"

"Well, be careful" he said, then walked slowly to Imran and endured it.

Imran who was anxious rattled his sister's veil. "Okay, be careful also my sister," said Imran and said goodbye.

Not long after, the door of his house was knocked. I heard greetings from there. And his voice was certainly no stranger to his ears. Who else if not Fatih.

Ghina looked towards the bari wall clock showing at nine in the morning. My mother has not returned either.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, what do you want? I'm cured, don't need to be taken by the mouth" Ghina said without inviting Fatih to enter her house. He stood in the doorway with a hand holding a stick.

"There is a guest of Nana Bobo" Fatih said without answering Ghina's question.

"I don't take guests today." Ghina was about to turn around, but her arm was restrained by Fatih.

"I want to look at you, which brother Imran? he's the one with your anther?" ask Fatih.

"He's out with his client."

"Mother?"

"There's a similar event."

"So alone?"

"Yes, that's why you can't go in. There's back" Ghina kicked out.

"Eit, can't dong. I have to keep you here, if anything happens how is it? how come you're wearing a gini stick."

Fatih's blocking Ghina's wand.

"No off?!" ketus Ghina's. Fatih shook her head, she entered the house casually.

"Trainer?!" ghina shouted in annoyance, then closed the door of her house.

"I'm here to learn, too. Tomorrow's UN, so get ready today. Let it be later tonight, there are enough portions to sleep and rest, not sks," Fatih explained and sat himself on the sofa. It is true, the average twelfth grade student when going to face UN actually learned speeding until the night before the UN tomorrow, even though the night before the UN should be used for rest, pray a lot and relax the mind so as not to be too tense facing tomorrow. With a note, although relaxed, but still not allowed while playing games. That's not called rest.

"So really, just learn?" tanya Ghina was suspicious.

"Well, what do you want?" ask Fatih relax.

"Udahlah, forget. You are here to learn it. I want to go into the room" Ghina said, walking to her room.

Immediately, Fatih chased after him.

"Eh, study with dong," he asked. Ghina.

"You're noisy, I'll be annoyed. Focus," Ghina refused.

"It won't be noisy, suer."

"No, if you want to, go home!" threaten Ghina's.