Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
99. Disillusioned

Aiza stepped gontai in front of the house, wearing a school uniform, with a white veil and a bag on her back.  His head turned to the rented house of Akhmar whose front door was open.  There was an impulse in his heart that commanded him to go to that house, for whatever reason.  What is clear is that he wants to see how Akhmar is doing even though the rest of the annoyance is still lodged in his mind.

Yesterday Aiza just got angry with Akhmar.  Now he wants to get better even though he is not willing to start first.  

“Assalamualaikum!” exclaim Aiza who is now standing in front of the door of Akhmar rented house.

There's no answer.

“Mar!  Akhmar!” call Aiza.

“Hm.  Why?’  Akhmar poked out still with the same face look.  Flat.  His voice is cold too.

Aiza's heart was like being squeezed at the man's attitude, for some reason the infuriating feeling just appeared.  It should not keep that feeling.

“Borrow knife.  Ada?” ask Aiza.

Akhmar.  “For suicide?”  yesterday Aiza had just been angry because she was upset with Akhmar, who knows now looking for a knife to end her life.  Kangur.

“I'm not that crazy huh!”  Aiza.  “Mau chopped chilli for egg omelet.”

“Oh.  My kitchen has no equipment.  I usually eat at the bar.  Not far from here.  Cheap breakfast again.  Only five thousand,” explained Akhmar.

Aiza nodded.  He looked at Akhmar with a sad gaze, then said, “I will not ask you to learn to paycheck with me again. But I hope you continue to paycheck so smoothly.  You will read it still stammering.  If not repeated, the tongue will not be fluent.  Just like the saying that says smoothly review because it is repeated.”

Akhmar remained silent.  He has no interest in learning to teach anywhere other than teaching with Aiza.  His spirit grows every time he wants to go to school.  What else to deposit the reading, memorizing he did every time.  But now, ever since he decided to no longer learn to teach, that spirit no longer exists.  

Akhmar tendered his shoulders to the door frame.

Suddenly, a glance turned in the same direction as a girl appeared carrying a plate of food.  Aiza recognized the girl, one school with her.  Name's Meta.  None other than the girl who was accidentally kissed by Akhmar.

With a red face blushing ala blushing shyly, Meta handed a plate containing a vegetable pontoon with two baskets on it.

“Akhmar, this is for you,” says Meta.

Akhmar frowned in wonder.  Lah, can Meta suddenly appear nganterin food?  The girl was like a jatoh from the sky.

“Make me?” ask Akhmar.  “Lo why suddenly gini food for me?”

“I'm Bu Marni's son.  Yes stay here also.”  Meta slipped hair behind the ears while bowing shyly.

“Oh... His son is the owner of this contract?  Just knew me.”  Akhmar received the plate.

“Hm.  Thanks.”  Akhmar sat on the reot chair on the terrace.  

Aiza can only be silent.  Not a word came out of his mouth.  But strangely, he felt uncomfortable with the arrival of Meta.  What else is Meta like that about Akhmar.  He knew he shouldn't feel that ridiculous.  But how else, the feeling just appeared.

“Eh, Aiza?  Lo here?”  Meta looked at Aiza.  

Aiza nodded.  Lousy.

Akhmar stared at Meta who was still standing.  “Ngapain is still here?  Not coming home?”

“Eh, yes.  Yes, I'm home.  Eaten ya lontongnya!”

“Hm.”  Akhmar.

Meta breezed away.  Akhmar began to eat the lontong greedily.

“Seneng yes any attention?  Dikasih breakfast.”  Aiza.

“Uhuk uhuk..” Akhmar coughed.  He stood up and scooped up and pointed it at Aiza's mouth.  “You kobain?  Delicious, kok.”

Aiza shakes.

“Enak.  Seriously.  Nyesel if not.  It must be handmade by Ms. Marni.”

Unknowingly Aiza's mouth was mangap and lontong landed on her tongue.  Nyam nyam.

“Good, if the food is good this way, you can be full of free food from the Meta.”

Akhmar sat down again and ate his lunch without commenting on Aiza's words.  

Dih, it's cold now?  Aiza pouting.

“You again?” ask Akhmar.

Aiza shakes.  “Honestly, I am disappointed in you.  Your mind is too short in making decisions.”  Aiza turned around, then stepped down the terrace.

Hearing Aiza's words, Akhmar stopped chewing, he raised his face.  

Seriate