The Young Married
Farewell

Fatih took his mother-in-law's right palm and kissed her reverently.

"How are you, ma'am?" ask Fatih with a smile.

"Alhamdulillah healthy. How are you, son?"

"It's also good, Mom."

Narsih smiled then as usual, telling her daughter to make Fatih drink.

"The old man did not come here you, I missed you," said Narsih with his piety. "How are you doing Kyai and Ummimu?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah healthy Ma'am, the herbs that I love to Abi is gone, she said thank you Bu, efficacious for gout," Fatih replied with a smile. He nodded slowly as Ghina handed him a tray of tea and a can of Kuping Gajah snacks.

"Where are you? your husband again met you," intercepted Narsih when he saw his son was about to leave.

"I'm so tired, ma'am, I want to rest" Ghina said with her eyes she made me.

"No papa ma'am, if Ghina is exhausted. He had passed out on the beach" Fatih said, surprising Narsih.

"Why did you pass out, baby? sit down here." Narsih looked worriedly at her daughter and patted the side of the sofa beside her.

Ghina just sighed, she smiled. And then he finally sat down. "Udah no papa kok ma'am, it was probably drunk travel."

The mother holds the Ghina's eel. "Cold, do you feel cold?"

Ghina shook her head, "no. It's just sweat, ma'am."

"Later, I made you Wedang Ginger yes let it be more anget. If you want to talk, please. Mom go to the kitchen first. Or go to the side garden, let it be silir," suggested Ghina's mother because she saw Fatih had stolen a glance at her son. He suspected that maybe his son-in-law wanted to invite Ghina to chat.

Ghina glanced at Fatih, the man looking at her. "If you can, I'd like to talk to you for a minute, talk to you about something."

Finally, the two of them went to the flower garden located right next to the house. Fatih sat herself in a chair, and so did Ghina.

"What?" asked Ghina impatiently.

Fatih reached into something from her pocket. A plain folded paper, with a latch of cover on it.

"Amblope? for?" ghina asked confusedly, she was reluctant to accept.

Fatih cupped Ghina's palm, then slipped the envelope there. "It's for you, wear it for your needs."

Ghina's brows frowned, she slightly squeezed the bubbling thing. The guess is right, in it is filled with money.

"I don't need Fath, a gift from Mom and Sister Imran is enough." Ghina again handed the white envelope to Fatih.

The man shook his head. "Thank you, what's so hard, huh?" tanyanya.

The girl who so often refused the gift snorted. "I don't need Fath! by God, it's your money. You're the one who should use it."

Ghina, who already knew that Fatih was trying to pay UKT herself, made it unpleasant to take anything else from the man.

"You forgot? i'm your husband. This, is my living for you my wife. Wear it, as needed."

"You really want to pay for my UKT?" tanya Ghina shifted the topic.

"Who said?" ask Fatih, pretending not to know. His eyes looked straight ahead.

"Sister Imran. Are you really capable? I don't want you to have to spend double money. You want to enter private, UKTnya must be big, which is enough for UKT me too."

"Ck, you got me?" cynical Fatih.

Ghina hit Fatih's arm. "Not that, you can. I have a business, but it must be hard. I like to take care of people."

Fatih looked at Ghina for a moment, a clean white face even without make up was whining, her lips slightly muzzled forward. Ghina is serious about her words, surely the girl does not like to bother others. In fact, as a husband, Fatih felt that he could not be a good husband when he was unable to support his wife.

"Why do I see that?" ghina asked in horror at Fatih's unusual look. He moved his face to the side, but was held back by Fatih's hand.

"There's a farewell show in a moment. Your face, there's no way you're justin' like this, right? at least buy powder or lip moisturizer, so that later it will not pale. I'm sure, the other girl friends will defend to the salon to look cool that day."

"I don't like dancing!" reject Ghina while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Masa? really do? I know girls like skincare the most?" fatih's eyebrows go up and down. His lips look smirking.

"Sokay know!" Ghina brushed off Fatih's hand from his face. This kind of position made his face feel hot.

"What matters, there was money. Wear it for whatever you need. I didn't tell you to dance, just a little polish on your face, so don't be pale" Fatih explained.

"Cepet accept, or do you want me to stay longer at your house hm?" ask Fatih while thrusting the envelope.

Inevitably, Ghina hesitantly accepts him making Fatih smile and reflexively shuffle his wife's veil.

"Your hands!" ghina's interruption with her bully.

"Either intentionally." Fatih laughed softly.

Not felt, the farewell event as well as the strengthening of class XII has arrived. Behind the sense of haru that whack all the final level students, but there is also tucked sadness there. They apparently will not be long in the beloved school, just a matter of hours. Oh, how time goes by so fast, leaving every story different in every second, minute and hour.

Ghina is ready with a blue Sasirangan dress patterned with striped flowers that look so charming. He and his classmates had made a pact to buy cloth with the same motif, so that when they later took photos, the impression looks compact. In fact, Ms. Ratih also bought the same Sasirangan cloth, as a form of love for her students.

Rabbit Nyebelin: Hey wife, ready yet?

Me: What the hell!

Rabbit Nyebelin: I bought make up, right? I can't wait to see my wife look.

Me: Stale combalan!

Rabbit Nyebelin: Today, there will be many handsome guys haunting. Em, let alone chief Rohis, yesterday we sewed the cloth in the same place. Can I make sure he's really cool today, you don't be tempted.

Me : Bodo very!

Rabbit Nyebelin: Would you like to be picked up?

Me : You want to show off at once to everyone if I'm your wife huh?

Rabbit: Hehe, yes, welcome to school.

Ghina flicked her lips at the last chat from Fatih, she looked back at her reflection in the mirror. Once it's okay, he's out of the room. Apparently, the man wearing Chino's pants combined with a blue Hem was waiting for him in the living room. Who else if not Imran.

"Are you ready, princess?" imran asked as he raised his eyebrows.

"Morning is over" said Ghina.

"Yes, you want to bring the princess to the party, you have to be ready, what's the handsome, right?" ask Imran.

Narsih who was arranging food at the dining table, shook her head to see the interaction of her two children. He could not attend today's farewell, due to his ill-health. But, thankfully there was a boy who replaced to accompany Ghina there.

"Let's have breakfast first," asked Narsih who had sat himself down. He didn't take the plate, just sipped the green tea in front of him. Breakfast, not suitable for him who even often feel nauseous when heavy food enters his throat at an hour like this.

Ghina and Imran smiled, they immediately walked to the dining table. "Anyway, coming home from school, I've got to be groomed and neat, we're taking pictures at home?" pinta Ghina's.

"Yes dear."

"Remember, I can't be tired, wait for Ghina to fall asleep in bed."

Imran chuckled small, "this child, really likes to chat now."

"Hey, I don't want you to go in rs anymore" he said ketus while eating fried rice in front of him.

"Original, how do you add jutek Na anyway? Did Fatih know you were like this? or maybe your husband is a fan of yours?" imran asked with a look of disbelief. Last time, he saw Fatih and Ghina interacting was indeed unfriendly while in the hospital.

"Ck, biarin. Love it, but don't lose people."

"Innalillah, he said hijrah, want to improve morals, but if ketus kayak gini how," comments Imran while devouring a spoonful of fried rice.

Ghina grunted softly at her brother's advice. "Yes, this is again my dear brother's study."

"That dong, if the same husband do not get jutek let alone snapped, can be in the curse of an angel loh."

"In the morning, have you said anything at all? 'kan cringe. No wife yet, no one's wife."

"Udah, focus on breakfast. Later you will have bad luck there," Lerai Narsih who saw the debate between her two children.

Imran has parked his motorcycle. He and Ghina walked side by side, but his gaze was fixed on the man who flashed a smile towards Ghina.

"Who?" imran asked Ghina.

"Chairman Rohis" replied Ghina. His eyes glanced at Ilham who walked towards the stage, there were already KSI children ready to perform.

"Oh, you like it?" imran asked directly, and made Ghina pat her arm.

"Huh what the hell. There, Brother is sitting there, I'm going there." Ghina pointed to the position of the chair located on the left while for the guardian of the student on the right.

"OK my sister. Btw, why didn't you see your husband?" imran asked while looking around.

"Where do I know!" ghina retorted and pushed Imran's body away immediately.

"Yes!" call Renata up. It turned out that the girl had been too busy chatting with other friends, so she did not realize Ghina had arrived.

"Hey, assalamualaikum," said Ghina and was responded by some of her friends there.

"Well, cool model of your outfit," Renata commented, groping Ghina's robe. They do wear the same fabric, but for the stitching model is left to each person. Ghina actually designed it herself, her mother who helped her sew. As for the other Renata, he handed everything over to the tailor next to his house.

"Your voice is also nice, elegant looking," Ghina commented on Renata's performance.

"Isn't he? I guess it's normal, hihi" said Renata timidly. "Btw, where is your brother sitting?" tanyanya.

"Tuh, put on a blue hem" pointed at Ghina, making Renata immediately follow where he was going.

"Crazy, a charm that is difficult to resist" Renata said unknowingly. He even almost drooled if Ghina did not rebuke him.

"Hush, look down."

"Hihi, khilaf see the handsome man. After all, I haven't seen him in a long time. Too busy, is your sister Na?"

"Well, he's working."

Renata. "Btw, I saw Fatih being brought along by girls."

"He's got a lot of fans."

"Yes, but in the berodong continue to be carried somewhere, the same Riki as well. If I were his wife, I would be jealous."

Ghina clucked, "he's already his wife there."

Renata glared with her mouth wide open. "Yeah, I'm a second wife. Tega really be a actor between you and Fatih haha."

"Where's meysa?" asked Ghina who did not see the existence of the sweet-talking girl on stage.

"He wants breakfast in the cafeteria, he said. Recovering the sound," Renata replied. "So, I met Ilham, he asked you to."

"What's he saying?"

"Ciye was curious," Renata's tease that made Ghina nudge her arm.

"I'll just ask."

Renata brought her mouth closer to Ghina's ears. "Inget has a husband."

"Renathul!" pissed Ghina.

The inauguration ceremony was opened by the MC, then continued with the reading of the Divine Word by one of the Rohis personnel. After that, Meysa and her friends performed.

From one event to the event continued until it was not felt, when two girls and boys, class XII representatives to advance to the stage. The headmaster was already waiting for them there with a haru smile and sorrow at once.

The two men crucified the headmaster with reverence. Then, slowly, their attributes were released one by one as a sign that they had exhausted their role as students in this school. However, still after this, even out there, they actually have to keep trying to maintain the good name of the school.

After the representative stepped off the stage, echoed the voices of choir personnel who had been selected and trained to melandukan Husein Mutahar's song titled 'Sangmat' afterwards continued to connect with 'Sartono's Hymne Guru.

Tears from students and schoolgirls are unceasingly flowing, as long as their names one by one are mentioned and their steps must be up the stage. So carried away by the atmosphere, some were crying hard to almost look good when they stood in front of the headmaster.

Their shoulders in pairs of a scarf with the format of the name as well as the sign 'Leave' makes them no longer able to withstand the roar of tears.

After getting off the stage, students and students embraced each other. Renata wept bitterly, hugging Ghina tightly with a song that grew increasingly poignant in her ears.

"Na, we'll split up again" he exclaimed. Ghina smiled, not that she wasn't sad. It's just that, in this situation, he was the most anti-tears.

"Yes, but we can still meet. The distance from our home is not too far either. Sometimes you can still play" Ghina said, returning Renata's embrace. They have now returned to their seating areas.

All of their classmates did the same. Fitri the gang also shed tears while hugging like Teletubis.

As my thank you inscription

Your devotion

You are like a lamp in darkness

You are like the dew of the coolers in thirst

You are patriots of the nation's unsung heroes

The song, continues to flow between the words of farewell Renata said.

"But, you're going to Na's college. Must be busy, keep getting new friends there, forget about me." Renata is still sober. He was already unanimous with his decision not to go to college, because he had to help his mother take care of the father who was sick.

"No, you are my best friend. Not replaceable."

"really? but, I don't want you to go hueee."

"God! the attached mak can also cry." Riki who had just stepped off the stage and intended to return to his seat, immediately sneered at Renata who was as hot as he could.

"What the hell are you, don't mock. You can follow your genius everywhere!" jolting Renata in an annoyed tone, he let go of his embrace with Ghina and stared nyalang at Riki.

The man with the high posture of Fatih was stupefied. "Yes, that's a baper. Now it's a sophisticated era, even if you split the island, it can still be VC-an huh."

"I know Lamtur. But, as long as you know, meeting directly the same meet online is different. There go! seeing your face makes me badmood."

Riki just grinned, then immediately approached his seat right next to Fatih.

"Btw, bonus photo yesterday, tonight I bill," said Riki once sitting next to Fatih.

Fatih just muttered lazily, she was more interested in seeing the students and schoolgirls passing by on stage.

"But, after this, there is no compensation anymore" Fatih said after a silence.

"Huh? where can? you want me to really leak?" threaten Riki with a grin.

"No threat to you. I have a respi."

"Huh really? huee ends up dating Gus Fatih's real marriage."

The plot!

One jolt landed on Riki's forehead, the culprit was Fatih.

"You think I married boongan."

"Finally, if now not like a husband and wife. Huhu, but I'm sad, it means there's someone else in your heart."

"Learning adult Rik, you're sure, your behavior continues even though you have gone to college later?" fatih Cibir.

Riki grimacing. "Well, I'm a gini. Btw, you really don't want to go to UIN or Fath? I'm the same Inspiration, ustadzah, also there. How come you chose UNISKA anyway?"

"What's your business huh?"

"Ih Fatih mah, I want to continue with you. Yes, even though the distance from UNISKA to UIN is not far away, it is still not good if the campus is different."

"May find a wife, let's not miss me, there far away." Fatih pushed Riki's face leaning too close towards her.

Huhu... author nulis while nostalgic SMA times 😁 btw, has there been progress 'kan Fatih-Ghina relationship?

it's yaaa...

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