The Young Married
08

"I'm ashamed of Ren." Ghina cupped her face with both palms.

"Who's the same?" asked Renata not understand.

"Sama Ilham, I was angry at him. Tell him that he's the chairman Rohis should be able to help his members who have a case."

"Oh Allah, Na. Hadeh," Renata shook her head softly, choosing to pat her cheek. "Ilham is a good man, it is natural that Fitri also likes. I like it too. The difference is that you love Na."

"The diamonds!" hiss Ghina is upset.

"Try to look at your eyes!" let's get Renata serious. Ghina looked at him in wonder.

"Well, I can see a rainbow in your eyes. You love Ilham Na," guessed it like a psychic.

"Diem ah!" Ghina shook her hands. "I want to reflect on my mistakes first."

Renata chuckled, "Yes, you should think about when to apologize to him."

This time, Ghina's pen jumped and hit Renata's face.

"Aw! ish is sick Na," ringis Renata rubbed her face slowly.

"Yes sorry."

The subjects quickly passed. Ghina and Renata are now walking behind the classroom. They deliberately passed by there, to avoid sneering gazes from the underclassmen to Ghina.

"Tomorrow, don't pick me up. Let me go straight to the market" Ghina said

"But Na?" Renata objected of course. Ghina always helped her sell her mother's fritters at the market, but she always refused when she was picked up.

"Let's not go back and forth, dear gasoline knows. You help your mother. Wait for me there," forbid Ghina.

"Yes. Let me take you, your face is pale Na, you must be sick. Fainted in angkot." Renata looked at Ghina's worried face. Look, if Ghina's not okay.

"No, I'm fine."

Upon reaching them near the gate, their steps came to a halt upon hearing the laughter of men and women.

Fatih and two girls. Sometimes the man took a sip of his Lollipop. Oh don't forget, there was also Riki there.

"He was in big trouble again, but still had a good laugh" Ghina decak. Renata shakes.

"Actually he feels a loss or in the strand anyway from this problem? he doesn't even feel guilty about you Na" Renata annoyed as he squeezed his fingers.

"Eh Ghina and ee..." Riki hung up her words, only pointing at Renata's face with a mocking look.

"What's lamtur? want to jump on a gelut?" challenge Renata who can indeed shine a light. He had held the battle of Jambon in the army he followed first.

"Let's go, please" Riki asked with a laugh. "But in hahaha's room," he continued, which made Renata take any object that made him able to throw Riki's face.

"Basic bawdy!" objurgation.

"Eh Fath! danger yes," Renata took a swing. "Diem you!" he was on Riki who imitated his style of speech with mouthwashes.

Fatih lifted his chin, he told the class brother who was his heavy fan to leave them.

"What?"

"Aren't you apologizing for Ghina? you have dragged him into your problem, you know," said Renata as he walked closer. Ghina's hand held him.

"Enough Ren. We'll know the attitude of a man with a heart and a man who only uses the heart as a symbol that he's human."

"Na's mind?" Fatih chuckles. He played his Lollipop.

"The one who feels insinuated, that means he is. Let's go home to Ren" said Ghina and pulled Renata's hand.

"I thought you'd repent after this. But in fact, hadeh." Fatih bit her Lollipop hard and threw her trunk into the trash can that was there.

"Drug what do you mean Fath? you should have been the one to repent. Your mischief is mostly unknown to your family. Finally when the slander exists, your family will know your true behavior. Even if you end up implicating me!" geram Ghina finally came out as well.

"Impas means us?" ask Fatih with her grin.

"You mean?"

"You are also slander I brought cigarettes to school, smoking in school. Though I told you it wasn't mine but Riki's, but in fact you told the teacher and I ended up in the law! you'd forgotten? that's the reward for you, let's be aware. Do not slander people. Finally got back!" press Fatih sharply. "Oh yeah don't forget, at first I started not liking you. You accuse me of watching blue videos too and end up not being able to take lessons all day." Fatih clucking.

"Remember, it's all about you!" hiss Ghina.

"Bullshit up! people who feel right themselves are difficult to nasehati. Rik, let's go. I've been hot here for a long time, it feels like I'm going berserk!" said Fatih's circus and pulled the back collar of Riki's uniform.

"Eeeh, yes-yes. Mak Lampir's drug," Riki was ria-like with her eyes staring at Renata.

"Lamtur base!" teasing Renata with a loud voice.

"Udah enough Ren!" ghina said with anxiety. He felt he had to be self-aware, maybe Fatih at that time had been slandered. Is it true that the cigarette does not belong to Fatih?

If not, then is he wrong?

His memories returned to spin as he and Fatih had only met in one class in the twelfth grade. His acquaintance with the man was bad. Just first meeting in the same class, Ghina had already reported Fatih carrying a cell phone and she reported watching a blue video. And right, on the phone that turned out to belong to Riki, it did contain the video.

"Later in the afternoon I picked up Na" said Renata who had taken his white beat motorcycle from the parking lot. This afternoon is the schedule of Eskul Rohis.

"Oh, our house is heading towards Ren." Ghina.

"No papa, I want to stop for a while to his friend's house My mother, he said to return the angsul. Forgetting, my mom's not good, mind," Renata looks for an excuse.

"Oh yes."

Ghina and Renata eventually split up by the side of the road. Ghina boarded a yellow angkot, he immediately joined jostling with some passengers who fortunately girls. After angkot stopped by the road alley of his house. It's down.

"Assalamualaik."

There is no truth from within. Ghina sighed, guessing whether the mother was still angry with her?

"Mother." call Ghina again after she enters her house. The atmosphere of the house is completely quiet. The sewing machine was still the same as the one he saw this morning. No rags in there. That means, his mother hasn't touched that thing at all.

Tok Tok Tok

"Mom.I went home" Ghina said after knocking on the door. There is no truth from within

"Mother sleeping?" ghina asked as she pressed her ear against the white-painted door.

There is still no lawfulness. Ghina massaged her suddenly dizzy forehead. He could not stand the attitude of his mother. He put his tired body on the bed. Sighs repeatedly and finally he snatches his cell phone. Want to tell Renata, if today he wants permission not to take extracurriculars.

Ghina: "You don't have to pick me up. I'm clearance today."

Ghina: "A little."

Renata: "Yes, take a break. Don't think about the news anymore. After all, later in the afternoon will be clarified with Mr. Adam."

Ghina: "Yes."

Renata: "You want to talk to Ilham?"

Ghina: "What's trying? no need to."

Renata: "Yeah, yes. Apologize or say miss uh, thanks for that."

Ghina (emot in red)

After the Ashar prayer, Ghina decided to wake her mother who seemed to be still asleep.

"Mother...wake up?" asked Ghina who saw her mother watching television in the living room.

His mother just muttered. "Mom, are you still mad at me?" asked Ghina who was sitting on the sofa. Opposite his mother.

"Mom's just disappointed in you Na" his mother said without looking at Ghina.

"What do I do to let you excuse me?" ghina asked softly, she looked at the nano of the rengginang snack wrapped in tolpes in front of her.

"Mom still needs time" said his mother. "To forgive you."

"Mom, but the school already believes I'm not-"

"Enough, I don't want to hear any explanation." Narsih's eyes stared at his son sharply, disappointment still clearly visible there. He sighed and got off the couch after turning off the television.

"Mom ate?" ghina asked, trying to prevent her mother from leaving.

"If you are a lager, eat there," said Narsih coldly. Not answering Ghina's question, making Ghina immediately pull out the clear circle again.

"Mother, forgive..." Ghina.

The sound of the main door opening made Ghina wipe away her tears.

"Assalamualaik."

"Well, is Brother still here?" ask Ghina wonder. Shouldn't her brother have gone home to her Mess?

"Greetings first." Imran menoyor jidat his sister slowly.

"Waalaikumussalam, Imran's brother on leave?" ask Ghina again.

"Where's mom?" imran asked regardless of Ghina's question.

"I was asked that I didn't answer." An irritated Ghina immediately pinched Imran's arm.

"Aw!" peekit Imran. "I took a day off, a few days. That's why it's still here. You think, after the meeting with the teacher, your problem is over huh?" imran said in a joking tone, but was responded by Ghina with a gloomy face.

"For my sake, this matter is brought by Brother and Mother" said Ghina.

"You're crying?" asked Imran who just realized, if his sister's nose is slightly reddened.

"No, it was sneezing."

"Angel atid, take note of Ghina's silence" said Imran with a face made-up with a pinch, his eyes looking to the left side of his sister.

"What the hell is Brother. Mother was in the room again, I think it was still not healthy" Ghina explained and chose to turn on the television. Back on the sofa.

Imran just ber'oh' ria and come sit on the sofa.

"Aren't you going home after school?" asked Ghina straightened her body, then cupped a jar of snacks that he took the contents and ate it.

"No, Brother reunion same old cement earlier," replied Imran.

"Oh, reunion or meet candidates?" ghina asked, not intending to tease the truth. But it turns out Imran was wrong to catch, the man actually threw a pillow towards his sister.

"Oh, Brother Imran! instead of answering throw a pillow!" irritated Ghina and threw the pillow back at Imran's face.

"I said reunion earlier," Imran was no less upset.

"Well, I'm just asking. After all, candidates are kept hidden. When to try to get serious. Tell him I can't date, uh Brother even dating secretly," Ghina said. His eyes were directed towards Imran.

"Hush, you'll know that Brother isn't dating him. Precisely we are looking after each other again," explained Imran relaxed.

"Hadeh, if you already know each other's feelings, what's the name try? relationship without status? ck, temeng doang," decak Ghina who just like insinuating himself. I don't know why he feels that way too. To live such a relationship, with Inspiration.

"Patience, you still need time" said Ilham. "Because being a husband is not easy."

"Yes, good luck!" ketus Ghina and leave from there leave Imran who has changed television channels somehow to how many times.

After the Maghrib, all the family members gathered. Ghina was still in silence. Imran is still busy with his phone.

"Mom, Kyai Zafran's family is coming here tonight" Imran said.

"What?" Narsih was surprised and put his spoon on the plate. "Why not say son?" tanyakanya.

"The forgetfulness was hehe." Imran scratched his nape. "So me and Pak Kyai's son-in-law had a short conversation, he said Mr. Kyai's family wanted to meet us directly. There's something to talk about."

"What do they want to talk about?" Narsih stared at the fleeting Ghina who was still speechless with a mouthful in her mouth. Then I looked at Imran worriedly.

"Yes must be about Ghina and Fatih's case. Mother, just calm down, this is just an event to clarify your fellow family really," said Imran.

"Mom can not calm down," said Narsih Lirih.

Imran just gave his warm smile to the mother.

"Mom haven't forgiven Ghina?" imran asked, after they had eaten in silence. Imran stared at Ghina at a glance and then turned to look at her mother.

"Mom..kasian Ghina. He was also hit with the news. Not to mention in school maybe he's in the bullies all out. At least, we as a family support him, ma'am," said Imran again who had not received a response from his mother.

Suddenly the sound of a car horn was heard. Ghina looked up, her eyes looking questioningly at Imran.

"Let Brother open" said Imran and sauntered away. He'll be back soon.

"Kyai Zafran's family is outside."

Hii....

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