Titian Love Nadia
Turned To Silence

One night when Nadia was gathering with her boarding friends while opening a book to prepare for the semester exam. His smartphone vibrated, signaling a teleconference video call. Tania, Prima and Rayan were waiting for him on the video call connection. Nadia immediately shifted the green icon.

"Assalamu'alaikum, darling akoh. Kangen nih," said Nadia sulking spoiled at her friends. "Tan, sorry. I'm not going to take a college break and repeat the next semester with you" she asked Tania.

"It's okay, Nanad, but you can still help me with my duties" Tania said.

"Ready, Boss." Nadia replied by sticking her finger on the forehead of the respectful sign. "Eh, Tan. Baby Atar donk! Hairy as his father hasn't?" chirps Nadia asks.

Tania pointed her phone towards baby Atar who was fast asleep for a while. Then he showed his face again.

"When are you going back to Jakarta, Tan?" Prima began to descend questions that have only listened since.

"God willing one more month, let my stitches heal first and all the more loose to prepare the initial preparation for college" Tania said.

"Where are you, Nanad?" ask Rayan.

"Against the kosan nich, Mas Rayan. Why?" ask Nadia back.

"Well, don't you live in my father's house with my mother anymore? Said you lived there?" cecar Rayan again.

"Since my mother and father went to Kendal to see grandchildren, I moved to the boarding house, Mas. There I have no friends, Tiara joined the mother while Mr. Rasya also went to Bandung to check the development of villa development. I'm afraid to live in that house alone" said Nadia.

"You're not going back there again, are they going home?" ask Rayan.

"No ah, my. I want to focus on preparing for the exam in order to get good grades, not funny college because the scholarship is sinking hahaha. The Tiara is also not fussy anymore, right?" nadia answered with a rarity.

Baby Atar wakes up and cries. Tania paused and disconnected her video call connection. Rayan also followed the pamit. Only Nadia and Prima have video calls.

"What did you learn, Nad?" ask Prima.

"For video call times, where can learn." Nadia just throbbed.

"Hahaha, why are we video calling? People we meet every day too. We're like people going out" said Prima.

Seen call notifications from Mamak on Nadia's phone.

"Yes first, Pim. Mamaak I called, I'm afraid it's important, I picked up first yes," said Nadia.

"Yes already. Just pick it up, happy kangen-kenan same Mamak ya, dear Nanad. Assalamu'alaikum, "Prima said goodbye and disconnected the video call. Nadia has moved out of the house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mamak" Nadia said to her father.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, darling. What else is it?" answer and ask Mamak.

"Nadia's hanging out with a friend, Mak. What's the night-night phone?" asked Nadia who was a little surprised not usually the father called the night.

"You don't live in Mr. Rasya's house, do you, Ang?" Mamak instead answered Nadia's question with a question anyway.

"No, Mother. Nadia is back at Rumi's house. Tiara was no longer fussy, either" replied Nadia.

"Thank God it is. There's actually something you want to say to A'ang." Mama talks like holding a heavy weight.

"Anyway, Mom. Nadia is ready to listen" said Nadia who is still curious about what her father will say.

"Mamak has received a sermon for you from someone and mamak does not feel good to refuse it" said Mamak.

"What, Mom?" Nadia was in disbelief. 'How about Mr Rasya?' thought.

"He's a good young man and also a salih, Nad. Mamak has rejected it, even told me everything about you, but he continues to try to be able to marry you" Mamak explained.

"But, Mother. What about Rasya?" ask Nadia frustrated.

"Forget that unclear relationship with Mr. Rasya. We are from the poor, Nad. It's not worth connecting with a rich family like them."

Mamak tried to advise. However, to Nadia the advice was like a big godam hitting her head.

"Yes, Mom. If Mamak thinks that person is good, Nadia will try to accept it. But will he allow Nadia to continue her studies, Mommy?" nadia asked a little doubtfully.

"Definitely, Honey. He has long harbored the same feelings for you. He wants you to be happy too. From now on you must keep your distance from any man except your mahram, Nad," replied Mamak asking Nadia.

"Yes, Mom. But now Nadia is confused how to say the same to Mr Rasya?" Nadia.

"Just say frankly to the planless man. Yes, Mamak hang up first. It's been the night you have to rest. Don't think too much. Assalamu'alaikum." Mama ended her call.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered Nadia lethargic.

With a gontai step Nadia stepped into the house, directly breaking into the room. He threw his body tilted on his old foam mattress. Instantly her tears rolled, she could not stand it anymore. 'It's easy for you to say that you don't have to think about it. How could I just throw away my love for Mr. Rasya. I can't imagine how my life would be married to a man who was never in my shadow at all.'

Until the early hours of the morning Nadia had not been able to close her eyes. Many times he opened a chat column with Rasya but he paused again. He accidentally pressed the call icon. The person on the phone picked it up.

"Nanad honey, you haven't slept?" asked Rasya with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

Nadia was still speechless, only listening to Rasya's voice.

"What's up, honey hemm?" Ask Rasya again.

"Why is your voice so bad? You sick?" cecar Rasya who felt a little strange with the girl.

"No, Sir. I'm no longer sick. I'm doing fine. I just miss the same father. I want to hear my father's voice" replied Nadia.

"Mas misses you too, darling. Tomorrow morning Mas return to Jakarta, we meet after your lecture hours are over, dear," said Rasya.

"He'eh" said Nadia.

"Yes, you are sleeping. Do I need to sing Nina Bobo?" tawar Rasya's.

"No need," replied Nadia briefly.

"Met bobo, honey. Assalamu'alaikum." Rasya closes the call.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Because she was so tired, Nadia finally fell asleep.

******

The next morning at about seven o'clock, at the restaurant Merysta Hotel Bandung. Rasya is enjoying breakfast with Amir.

"We have to go home to Jakarta this morning, Mir," said Rasya so suddenly on the sidelines he enjoyed his breakfast.

Amir widened his eyes. "Why so suddenly, sir?" tanyakanya.

"Let's know, I don't feel good, Mir. I can't wait until later in the afternoon" Rasya replied.

"Yes, Sir. It's okay, after breakfast I'll be ready" Amir said.

They finished their breakfast the next morning. After that they returned to their respective rooms to pack the items. At 08:00 they had left the Merysta hotel.

Just in time, their car entered the Baskoro Groups building area. Out of the car, Rasya immediately took the elevator to his room. Arriving at the room he immediately threw himself on the sofa. He wanted to inform Nadia that he had arrived in Jakarta. So he sent a WhatsApp messenger chat to the girl.

[Honey, Mas has arrived in Jakarta, where are you?]

The chat immediately got a reply from Nadia.

[In kosan]

Rasya replied to Nadia's message.

[Prepare to pick me up. Wear pants yes, Mas bring Rayan's motorbike.]

Nadia replied again.

[Yes]

Rasya thought for a moment, 'What's wrong with you, Nanad? Why are you turning into a obedient girl now? Where are you the dissident?'

Rasya took a sling bag from inside a special room in his office room, put a cell phone, wallet, and motorcycle key into the bag. Put the bag on a foam mattress. He dragged his feet to the toilet, then came out again with a bright face.

Out of the room Rasya enter the special elevator directors who go directly to the basement parking. By riding a motorcycle owned by his sister Rasya immediately slid to the place where Nadia's boarding house.

20 minutes passed by the motorbike driven by Rasya has reached the home page of Mbak Rumi. Nadia had been waiting for him by sitting on the chair on the porch of the house. Unlike the usual polosan without makeup, this time Nadia's face looks polished powder and lipstick that adorns her lips. This made Rasya even more astonished.

Nadia walked over to Rasya with a forced smile. Without saying much he immediately put on a helmet and sat perched behind Rasya. Rasya immediately drove his motorbike through the crowded streets of the capital during the day. They travel by silence. Nadia hugged Rasya's waist tightly, leaning her body against the man's back. Rasya did not ask much for the attitude of the beautiful girl who was now sitting behind him.

Until Rasya brought his motorbike into the gate of a restaurant, Nadia was seen silent.

"We'll have lunch, baby!" have Rasya look at the girl as she has parked her bike. Nadia just nodded.

"Do you want to or not answer?" ask Rasya to make sure.

"Yes," replied Nadia.

Rasya held Nadia's hand, dragging the girl into the restaurant. Rasya took Nadia to a private room that he had booked while in Bandung this morning. He also ordered food and drinks for the two of them. They sit facing.

"Why are you now more silent. You said you miss Mas? Now we've met, but it's like Mas doesn't know who you are" asked Rasya with all his heralding. "After eating we'll fit the wedding dress, then we'll find the wedding ring, you like it?" continued.

Hearing that Nadia opened her eyes wide, as soon as her heart flowered, it turned out that Mr. Rasya really loved her. However, a moment later his face returned grim when he remembered what his mother had said.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't continue our relationship to the marriage stage" she said with tears in her eyes.

"Why, Honey? Isn't there a little bit of your love for Mas? Do you think this is too old for you? Or because of the widow? Do you want to choose a husband who is identical to you? Or do you want us to postpone the wedding until you graduate college? I'll wait patiently if it wants you, '" said Rasya. Nadia shook her head unable to answer.

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TB