The Young Married
05

"Fath, please take the culprit now!" press Ghina while looking towards Fatih. The man snorted.

"Where is he telling me," said Fatih.

"Yes but at least you know" urged Ghina again.

"Mom, give us a chance to bring in the culprit" Ghina said. He looked into Masyitah's eyes with sadness.

"Please, but I don't want you to take him without proof. And this letter, it still has to be handed over to the parents."

And finally Ghina relented, she received the letter and just stared furiously at Fatih.

"Trainer!" call Ghina as soon as they get out of the BK room. Fatih who came out first looked over.

"What?" fatih's eyebrows shot up. His face was like enjoying the breeze of the wind blowing and it irritated Ghina. Fatih, very calm to face this big problem.

"This is what you meant yesterday? why actually? how come there's news, who took a picture of us at that time?" ghina asked in succession, she suddenly became annoyed to Fatih.

"I also didn't know they were going to do gini. Yesterday, just like the incident, they accidentally photographed us. And yeah ..." Fatih shrugged his shoulders.

"Take the culprit right now to BK!" pinta Ghina pushers with a face. "I don't want my guardian to have to come to school and know about this, Fath."

"Can't," Fatih chuckled and turned around, continuing on. Ghina prevented it again.

"Why don't you just tell me who did it, then the business is fine. This letter is impossible for me to receive" Ghina exasperated.

Renata just patted Ghina's shoulder slowly.

Fatih turned around with her annoyed face.

"You think I want to, too. I can take him right now, but the problem is that there's no evidence that he did it?" Fatih grinned, "think Na. We could be accused of defamation."

"But we can force him to confess" Ghina said.

"Can't Na, you don't know them" concluded Fatih.

Ghina's lips clenched, confused as to what to do. I don't think he wants to go home. He could not imagine how the response of Mother and Sister later if he knew this problem.

"Ren, I don't know what else to do" said Ghina with teary eyes.

"Udah, right?" Fatih voiced out, resuscitating Ghina. "As long as we're honest, it's good. Don't blame the circumstances" Fatih said and passed from there.

Ghina looked at Fatih's departure with nanar, her eyes suddenly catching the silhouette of someone entering the teacher's room. It's Ilham. Ghina knows from her hairstyle.

"Where will Ren respond? I must have said I'm not a real girl." Ghina. Renata again clasped Ghina's hand trying to strengthen.

"Ilham mean you?" Renata looked into Ghina's gentle eyes. "If he loves you, he won't believe it until the news is proven."

Ghina wiped her tears. "I want to go to the toilet" he said.

As the two of them returned to the classroom, some of their classmates whispered. There were also those who tried to give a smile, but the look in his eyes was slipping.

Fatih sat in her chair with a sip of Lollipop. While Riki, beside him continued to nyerocos, "so, how do they drag them to BK?" tanyakanya.

"Should find evidence that he did it" Fatih said.

"Track the bc spreader number?" ask Riki.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I feel sorry for Ghina, the good girl is so tainted with her name." Riki looked at Fatih seriously. He sat facing towards Fatih.

"You're guilty of me, Rik?" Fatih turned her head towards Riki who was instantly pretending to cough.

"Yes, if I analyzed your story yesterday, it's your fault too. Throwing the ball in order not to hit Ghina but the way is wrong," said Riki relaxed and now shoring chin.

"That's Ki's reflex" Fatih said.

"Yes reflexes." Riki clucked, "Yes at least push the Ghinaya cake to the side or where."

"Ck, they are the only ones who deliberately benefit the moment to fall I Rik. I don't know them." Fatih grunted quietly. He hit the window with a fist, thankfully it didn't break. Riki just shook his head.

"But you don't directly involve Ghina in your problems. Argh, I'm frustrated myself." Riki ruffled his hair, it was precisely he who felt so sorry to see Ghina who was bullied, the girl was too good to get that humiliating bulian. And he was suddenly annoyed with Fatih.

"He was bullied by Fitri the gang this morning in front of the class. His face was crying for Ghina. God, I've never seen her face like that before." Riki told me about the incident this morning. Because he is watching and watching. "Are you sorry?" tanyakanya.

Fatih was silent. His head was slanted into the window. See the view outside the class.

"Don't tell me, you haven't apologized Fath? god, as late as I am, I can still feel guilty Fath."

Hearing Riki chattering makes Fatih upset and throws his Lollipop rod into Riki's face. The man just grimaced.

"Shut up!" threaten Fatih who made Riki improve the position of his chair facing forward.

The subjects were over, but Ghina and Renata did not move out of their seats.

"I'm afraid to go home to Ren." Ghina spoke softly as she tidied up her stationery and stuffed it into her backpack.

"You want to stay at my house?" ask Renata. He breathed heavily too. "I really want to make it clear that you did not give the letter to Ortu, but outrageous huh?" ask Renata. He scratched his veil.

"Where is Ren? I'm not ready to see them" I'm Ghina. He rubbed his forehead slowly. This problem, made his head turn.

"Yes, come to my house first. Calm yourself down, huh?" renata Advice. Ghina finally nodded.

After a fifteen minute journey. They both reached Renata's courtyard.

"Ghenina?" His mother Renata welcomed his son and Ghina at the door.

"Yes, she said she wanted to play. Not coming home at all from school" Renata replied.

Ghina simply responded with a smile.

Renata told Ghina to calm herself down by lying on her bed. Ghina according to him. He closed his eyes.

Ghina's eyes had to be forced open as the phone rang repeatedly. He could have guessed, if not a call from Mother meant from her Brother.

“Lift gih, later your mother is anxious because you have not returned Na.” Renata walked towards the nightstand carrying a tray that contained cold tea, visible from the dewy glass.

“Drink first. Refresh your throat before you speak to your mother the truth" Renata said.

“I'm not ready. You must be disappointed with me. He already believed that I would be a child who could take care of myself, but now—“ Ghina's words were cut off by Renata.

“Hush, don't suuzon just yet. Maybe your mom just wants to know where you are. Cepet lift or I lift?”

“Alright, no, I'm aja.” Ghina's eyes stared at the screen, not a call from Mom but from her older brother. Imran. Ghina raised doubtfully. All the negative speculation roamed, hopefully the news of the slander has not reached his family, so that later he explained to them.

“Since when were you taught to deliberately not pick up the phone from parents huh? Where are you now? Go home or not I take forcibly.” There was a voice with an angry tone across.

“I'm at Rena Kak's house. Sorry for not telling mom. He must be worried," jelaw Ghina trembled.

“I don't know what important work you did with Rena. But I'm asking you to come home. S-e-k-a-r-a-n-f. Before mom gets worried.”

“Yes."

“So how?” asked Renata who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I'm also confused. Not ready for the real story. But why do I feel upset myself, is Fatih not upset because of this problem?” Ghina bit her lower lip.

“Maybe Fatih explained to his family. He ‘kan if at home is transformed into a good child maybe, so his family will not believe if he acts out of bounds," explained Renata. He also drank the iced tea he made for Ghina. His throat was also suddenly dry.

“Yes you are right. Yes, I'm home, Ren, pray for me. My heart was beating for some reason. I'm scared."

“You want me to drop off?” bargain Renata and move to take her veil that is enclosed in her study chair.

“No, I took an angkot only," declined Ghina. He fixed his meleot hood.

“Yakin?” asked Renata with a frown.

“Ten minutes drive was not far Ren," said Ghina and got out of bed. Then put his backpack back on his back.

“Good. Yes carefully. I'm worried that something's going on with you. Don't daydream" said Renata at last and drove Ghina to the yard.

Ghina remained unsettled. His chest was pounding as the angkot continued to walk closer to his house. In fact, he did not focus on listening to the mothers beside him who had been chattering. Take a chat. He simply replied Yes or a headband. All he could catch was the mother asking if she was attending the Angkasa School and then asking about introducing Ghina to her son named Marwan.

"No ma'am, I know less. Mom said she majored in TKR, right? I don't have many contacts there." Ghina grimaced, may the mother not continue her conversation.

"Oh, so he's just a narcissist. Said famous. A big mouth was Marwan," upset Mother with a stye face with the fat body.

"TKJ said it had the most people?" ask Mother.

"Yes, Mom."

"Si Marwan has curly hair, the smile is odd, if you meet rich people that, it must be Marwan," explained the mothers again.

"Yes, Mom."

"Do you ride an angkot every day?" ask the mother again.

"Yes, Mom."

"Well that pinter, cheap. From the Marwan, ogah ride the angkot, hot he said. Keep riding the motorbike. So it has to be the same race that does not accept."

Ghina grimaced again, her mind completely muddled. He was looking for the right words to explain everything to his family.

The transport stops right on the side of the highway. Ghina, who felt that her house was not far from there, immediately went down after saying goodbye to the mothers.

"I am first Ma'am" said Ghina to the Mothers. He suddenly felt guilty for not responding well to the conversation a few minutes ago.

"Yes." Yeah."

“Assalamualaikum.” Ghina entered into a minimalist house with classic nuances belonging to the heritage of Grandpa for his mother.

Ghina's eyes turned to stare at the mottled Orchid placed on a shelf that bordered between the living room and the outdoor bathroom. His mother does like Orchids, in contrast to her who prefers Lily flowers. No wonder on the right and left side of the house, filled with his favorite flowers. He planted it himself. Although he was disturbed by his brother.

Ghina walked into the living room. He saw Imran - his brother - talking to a Doctor. Seen from his clothes.

Ghina waited for her brother and the doctor finished speaking. He smiled slightly at the middle-aged Doctor who was also smiling back.

“As long as Mom can maintain her health with the advice I suggested earlier, God willing she will not drop again.”

"Mother.." - Lirih Ghina.

"Then I say goodbye" said the doctor.

Ghina stared at Imran, but the man ignored her and drove the doctor to the terrace. And soon entered the house with a cold look at Ghina who was still down on the sofa.

"No one knows everything" said Imran coldly, his face flat.

Ghina looked up with a lump of guilt on her chest. Even his eyes felt so hot that they looked at the dark net of his most handsome brother in the world, according to - the next-door neighbor of the house.

"Sister..."

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