The Young Married
Semanis Fruit

Sella gave a box of supplies that she filled several kinds of snacks in it.

"I don't think you came, I wanted to eat alone" Sella told Fatih. The two of them were now standing in the courtyard of the inn with that simple wooden room.

"Still," said Fatih while receiving the box. He is indeed not the type who likes to refuse gifts if it is from his fans. Yes, it's been a long time for Sella to ask herself to get into a fan group and she finally agreed.

"Fath, it's a personal matter, but I want to know it" said Sella who is still struggling.

Fatih's brows frowned. "Personal? you want to know what?"

"Why did you carry him? if the person knows it, it won't take."

Fatih laughed softly, she understood Sella's intentions.

"Oh that, emergency Cell."

"See, aren't you also a guy who takes care of yourself? but earlier, you touched Ghina." Sella's voice was slightly raised with her clenched hands.

"Yes, maybe if you were in Ghina's position earlier, I'd do the same. When Ghina was about to fall, I told her" Fatih said, though she did not necessarily do the same to other women. Come on, Ghina's his wife.

"But Fath, you can just give her to other girls, not carry her."

"Udahlah Sel, events that have not been discussed." Fatih put her hand in the air. "And you're my fan, I don't like it when either one of you or anyone else meddles with me."

Sella was stunned to hear Fatih's sudden unfriendly speech. "I'm sorry, if I'm overreacting. I was just a little jealous, my idols were carrying other girls."

Fatih chuckled, her face turning friendly. "You're my support, if I have a partner, don't be jealous, let me be calm."

"Do you like Ghina?" ask Sella.

"Cook over there. Nope. I mean if later I already have a wife, you guys are still my fans, if you want to turn around so that I have no problem. Because I don't like my personal affairs anyone's interfering."

"If one of the fans, being your wife, means the other can't be angry?" asked Sella in a plain tone.

"Yes dong, I'll give them an ultimantum. No one can hurt my wife."

Sella gave a crisp laugh, in her heart she prayed. Hopefully one of the lucky fans in Fatih's wife is him.

"Yes Sell, I want to join them," said Fatih and waltzed away to the gathering of his classmates.

An hour later, Ghina opened her eyes. Renata who is still loyal to accompany, immediately help his best friend to sit down.

"Na, are you feeling good?" renata asked as he fumbled Ghina's forehead.

"Yes, what was it that I was? who's here?" tanya Ghina was confused by the unfamiliar atmosphere of the room.

"So, you fainted. Fatih who carried you here."

Ghina. "Innalillah, is he carrying me?"

"Yes, suck. It was told by Mrs Ratih."

"O Allah" said Ghina, massaging her forehead. "Will he break the secret in front of friends if I'm his wife?"

Renata shakes his shoulders. "No, I don't think. He was panicking too, so just pick you up. No papa Na, emergency."

"Oh Rena, you think it's just about emergencies? think about it, how did the other reman-reman reactions squirm? moreover, you know myself I've been involved in a scandal with Fatih."

"But no one came. Even on focusing on your situation. Maybe they're familiar with it too."

"Yes, I'm going to help Mrs Ratih cook." Ghina got out of bed.

"Are you really not dizzy?" renata asked worriedly and held Ghina's head.

"No. Come on Ren," take Ghina forcibly and Renata finally complies.

"Eh tuh ustadzah already human," excited Riki who is playing Tedy Bear. Fatih who was strumming the guitar also turned her head in the same direction.

"Thank God," he said. Then she sang back with her heavy and soothing voice.

You see I'm here waiting for you

Waiting for your presence

Many times 'I contacted you

I wish you and I could meet soon

I honestly can't stand it when you're far away

It was heavy and almost wanted to complain

This feeling really made me fall in love with you

You made a beautiful song

You smile as sweet as fruit

One but sure and very meaningful

You will not be replaced

You really make me too excited

Live my days well

I know life without you is hard

With you I am strong

That way I stop to keep looking

Because I have found the handler of the heart

Fill the perfection of this life

Don't you go again

La-la-la-la...

Ghina stared flatly at a man who was singing with her eyes staring at him. Fatih looks more mature appearance with black hem rolled up to the elbow, combined with Khaki trousers colored orange.

Fatih smiled when she saw his wife looking at him. "The handsome one, right me?" Fatih komat-kamit while continuing the string quote.

Ghina just snorted, she immediately approached Bu Ratih who was still busy arranging some vegetables that had withered on the plate.

"Loh, is it all fried ma'am?" tanya Ghina did not believe the fish that had been plastered on the plate.

"Dear, are you human? alhamdulillahot. You take a break Na, sit on the mat there," pointed Bu Ratih towards the mat that is still empty, it is special for girls.

"No ma'am, I want to help nyiapin as well" Ghina refused subtly.

"I'm sorry Mom, I made it all messy, '" said Ghina, who was presented with a gel by Mrs Ratih.

"No papa. Let's get everything ready."

Ghina and Renata helped arrange the platters on the mat. Also they gave it to the class leader who helped.

After everything is done before your eyes. Mrs Ratih made an announcement.

"Kids, before we eat. It would be nice to pray for all of us. Shafiq, you lead a good do'a and we'll let it go."

As the class leader, Syafiq is already getting ready for today, if suddenly he is told to lead a longer do'a than when he was in class. His hands began to lift, as did the others.

After a long prayer, starting bismillah they eat food that is ready at the tercam. Riki, who did not want to be silent, occasionally took a moment with his camera. In fact, the man looked like he was eating while walking.

"Heh Riki, if you eat sit down!" tegur Renata is uncomfortable because Riki is now photographing a group of girls who are eating voraciously.

"Make the moment first dong," said Riki while chewing his fried fish.

"Yes Riki, if you want to take a motto, yes aja, continue eating while sitting," advice mama Ratih make Riki grimace slowly.

He returned to his seat, and began to eat with solemnity his food.

"Rik, take us!" tell Fitri arrogantly when they have finished their meal. Now all the students split up to find their own excitement

Riki who did not like Fitri the gang was just grunting.

"Males, really" he said.

"Heh, mami's son!" sentak Fitri's. "The fuck."

Riki walked up to three annoying girls in the class. Unreservedly, he photographed them with various poses that turned his back on the beach.

"Let's see" said Fitri. He saw the results of Riki's photo shoot, but his tongue was clucked dislike.

"Oh, this amateurs, ma'am" he commented.

"Yes, the important thing is to be immortalized. If you want to be good, use your camera," Melani murmured in a cold tone.

Fitri rolled her eyeballs. "Yes, I use my sophisticated hape, don't forget the bright effect until number six." Fitri poked her phone towards Riki.

Riki clucked. "If it's bad, I will. Don't use all effects."

"What did you say? oh, would I like to report to my mama?" threaten Fitri with bulging eyes.

"It could be doang, cih." Riki and Fitri are neighbors. So, naturally if Fitri already knows Riki very well, even dare to threaten.

After photographing the three men, Riki approached Ghina and Renata who were playing water on the beach.

"You don't want me to take a photo?" bargained for.

Renata clucked little, but a second later he cheered cheerfully. "Really?"

Riki sneered softly. "Yes really."

"Come on Na," Renata encouraged, then stood beside Ghina, taking the best pose.

Snap!

"Okay, change style. Ustadzah, a little smile dong," said Riki who was replied to a plot by Ghina.

"Antadzah." Riki grimaced himself.

"Ren, you step aside first," she turned to Renata.

"Wh why the hell? 'we want a photo of both" he protested.

"I want a picture of an ustadzah alone. huh Ghina?" tawar Riki's. Ghina.

Renata laughed with satisfaction because Riki's offer was rejected, he re-attached his body with Ghina, his right hand holding Ghina's shoulder.

"That's a really nice girl," Riki's inner. Because he actually wanted to photograph Ghina with Fatih's background behind him.

"Ren, a bit tenuous dong. Little distance, so the effect is you want that pisahan." Riki smirked, his idea was not dead-end as it turned out.

Renata managed to get away from Ghina.

"What pose do you want?" asked Ghina annoyed.

"In the end, this is an aestethic style of farewell. Ren, far away again, it's still pretty."

According to Renata, he went so far that Ghina was standing alone against the beach. Behind him Fatih was still sitting on the mat with a focus on strumming the guitar.

Snap!

"Nice," he commented as soon as he saw the results of his shots that really fit his wishes. Inside was Ghina who posed ordinary and fluttering khimar, and also Fatih who was singing with her beautiful face.

"Huhu, definitely get a bonus if gini," Riki's mind is happy. Yes, since Riki held Fatih's personal secret, the man often asked for compensation to buy a gaming quota on Fatih.

While Renata, did not realize if he did not get into the camera.

"Ren, it turns out to be far away there, a little more than that" Riki said, which made Renata cut her lips out.

"So long, now far away, Lamtur!" maki Renata while stepping on the innocent sand.

After everyone is satisfied playing, be it swimming with clothes still complete or riding the rides that are there, they get ready to take the last moment together.

"Return high" said Riki the photographer temporarily. His hand gave instructions to and fro.

"That's Rizal, you're not at the end, because it's short," said Riki again without feeling guilty for having done 'body shaming' accidentally on his classmate named Rizal.

Rizal just snorted, hearing a more precise remark mocking it.

"The squat, add." Riki pointed at Shafiq for a squatting pose.

"Sorry chairman, I think you're cooler downstairs," he said grimacingly.

Syafiq according to him, he immediately positioned himself beside Fatih.

"Bu Ratna should be in the middle, uh Fit, you kind of slide to the side. That's for Ms Ratna's position." Riki clasped his hands upwards, telling Fitri to change positions, making Fitri cluck in annoyance.

"Okay, are you ready?" ask him on all.

"Ready!" Riki immediately set the camera timer, fortunately he did not forget to bring Tripod so he did not have to worry about pointing who would take pictures of them.

"Cheese!" riki shouted, all his friends displayed smiles in their own style.

After being satisfied with posing and taking pictures, they finally said goodbye with a look of sadness. Sayonara, be their last word even while giggling.

"Yuk, everyone goes up to the angkot. Don't let anyone be left behind" said Mrs Ratih while looking at one of her students.

"Syafiq, you've missed everything, right?" tanyakanya.

"Udah Ma'am. Stay cuss," replied Syafiq.

"Yuk," take Mrs Ratih. They return to the angkot and eventually dart away leaving their last memories on the shoreline of Takisung. Yes, everything they have been through, will be engraved by the sand that was hit by the waves.

After traveling for an hour, angkot pulled over right in the front yard of the school. All the students came down with tired faces. Even those who had fallen asleep, were still in a disheveled state.

"Alhamdulillah, nyampe also." Renata spread her hands wide.

"Yes, but how memorable was that?" ask Ghina.

"Banget Na, I will definitely cry if you miss today's moment. Huee." Renata pretended to be hysterical.

"Start on lebai" said Ghina.

Renata just chuckled softly. "Woi, don't forget to share a photo of the two of you, but not in the group, just cp," Renata shouted at Riki who happened to pass by, but made Ghina nudge her arm slowly.

"Hehe was afraid he wasn't horrified" Renata said.

"Yes my mother dropped by," replied Riki lazily.

"Na, are you waiting for the angkot to mean?" ask Renata. "Can't you be the same old driver?"

"Hus, the angkot driver was going to be paid to go to school, not to my house."

"I'm just anterin?" renata Tawal.

"No need for me-" Ghina had not yet spoken, someone had cut her off.

"Ghina is like me," said Fatih who had been there since when he was carrying his guitar.

"No need for Fath, you go first" Ghina refused.

"Na, mending with your husband. Kasian you too seem to be very tired. Angkot also not nongol tuh." Renata looked worriedly at Ghina's still pale face.

"He is waiting for me."

"Sana Ren if you want to go home first" said Fatih. "I will persuade this stubborn one."

Ghina grunts quietly. "Well try, I said no, don't force it."

Renata breathed a breath of air. "Sana, same husband. Sin if you refuse."

"Renathul!" annoyed Ghina because her best friend is not defending her, instead supporting Fatih.

"Noh, the horrors of the ustadzah," said Fatih with his grin.

"Yes Na, I am first. Bye, assalamualaikum."

"You're gonna pass out, so let me take you. If you faint again in angkot how? want to be in a car with the driver?" fatih asked seriously, moreover, he saw a sweat bulb at Ghina's temple.

Fatih took out a piece of cloth from her pants pocket, then pointed it at Ghina's eel, leaving the owner shocked.

"Fath, someone will see" Ghina protested while she brushed off Fatih's hand.

"That's, your forehead is dry cold, like?" fatih asked, then handed over his handkerchief to Ghina. "Elap there."

Ghina accepted it, then wiped her dull face from the blazing beach sun that had stung her skin this morning.

"Come on, mumpung deserted as well," invited Fatih who was finally nodded by Ghina. He also felt unwell and wanted to get home soon.

"I want to come over?" fatih asked as they were already down in front of Ghina's courtyard.

"No, what do you want? no interest either."

"Your mom is there, right?" ask Fatih again did not answer Ghina's question. He got off the bike and took over the guitar Ghina was holding, then he put it on the bike.

"Yes there," replied Ghina ketus. He was not in the mood to receive anyone's visit today. Her body feels cold.

"Yes, I want to see Mom, I'm gonna miss me."

"Narshish" Ghina sneered and confronted Fatih who wanted to go inside.

"If you don't miss me, then at least my in-laws miss me" Fatih said lightly. "Surge, or do I kiss?" threaten her.