True Love Never Ends
The Part 13
"Sha, later in the afternoon we have to return to Jakarta" said Elin who made Nasha immediately widened in shock.
"His word is a week, it's only 6 days." Nasha protested if she had to go home a day earlier.
"Read this..." Elin addressed a chat from her classmate and said tomorrow there will be a surgeon from abroad to hold a seminar on her campus, to add material and insight for students to the Doctorate on campus, "It's a shame if we miss the golden opportunity like this" Elin said again.
Nasha who was never interested in the field to the Doctor was just circulating his shoulders indifferently.
"I know it's not important to you, but it's important to me" Elin said later. Nasha also remembered her parents who also wanted Nasha to become a doctor. He can't be selfish with Elin.
"Okey, we go home" replied Nasha.
For a moment he remembered Azhar, now he would part with Azhar and whether or not they would meet again.
"Why?" ask Elin who saw Nasha daydreaming.
"I guess I'm the same Azhar can see you again?" muttered Nasha with a bright look ahead there.
"Later on our vacation here again, after all Azhar will already have a partner, Sha" exclaimed Elin tried to warn his friend who seemed his interest was getting bigger and maybe even transformed into a feeling that could have hurt Nasha's heart.
"Yes the hell." muttered Nasha again with a sad look.
"You want to turn back the turban or want to be tipped with Uncle? Let him go back to Azhar" Elin suggested.
"Well, let me keep it as a memory"
"Nasha.." reprimanded Elin.
"If we meet again, I'll go back" Nasha replied quickly.
They immediately collect their goods. And when he opened his suitcase, Nasha smiled wryly looking at the book to Doktera who was not touched in the slightest by Nasha. Her little heart felt guilty to her Mama, but her soul demanded freedom.
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"Sick guy?" pekik Azhar was very surprised, instantly his feelings and thoughts became chaotic. Fear and worry become one.
"The heart attack was mild, but the doctor said it still had to be checked again later" said the mother in a very sad tone.
"Ummi don't worry, Inysa Allah Abi will be fine. Azhar will be home today" Azhar said, trying to calm her mother. He regretted not coming home soon when his mother said his father was ill because of his high blood pressure.
Azhar felt guilty because she was selfish, even though her parents were only two. Azhar should be able to take care of them. Not even enjoying his own life.
"Yes, be careful on the road, son"
"Yes, Ummi. Yes already, Azhar packing goods Azhar first and then say goodbye to Rafa and his family" said Azhar.
"Yes, greetings to Rafa and his family as well"
"Yes, Assalamualaikum, Ummi"
"Greetings, son"
After deciding on his call, Azhar quickly tidied up his things and put them in his bag. And at once he remembered his turban which was still on Nasha.
The turban was the favorite turban Azhar gave from Abi Khalil when he first came to Al Hikmah boarding school to study. Even Azhar's friends were envious because Azhar had given them a turban from their big kiai. What else at that time Azhar was still a dozen years old and a new santri. Azhar always carries it wherever she goes.
Azhar tried to call Nasha but there was no answer, Azhar tried again but still no answer.
"Ustadz Azhar's..." Azhar was surprised to hear the call, she looked up and found Ustadz Romli there. Ustadz stayed one room with Azhar.
"Yes, Ustadz. What's up?" ask Azhar.
"Kok's done?" tanya Ustadz Romli.
"Abi is sick, so have to go home now" Azhar said.
"Innalillah, may Allah grant healing for him" exclaimed Ustadz Romli.
"Aamiin, God willing. Thank you, oh yeah. I say goodbye, go to Abi Rahman's house. Want to say goodbye to them" said Azhar.
Ustadz Romli.
At Abi Rahman's residence, Azhar immediately expressed her intention to go home today and told her that Abi was sick.
"Yes, Cake. But thank God it was a mild heart attack" said Azhar.
"May Allah lift up his sickness"
"Aamin, inshaallah" replied Azhar.
Azhar also bids farewell to other families, and especially Rafa and his wife.
"Have you booked a ticket?" ask Rafa.
"It's 4:30" replied Azhar. Rafa glanced at his watch.
"That means we have to go to the airport now?" ask Rafa because it's 3 o'clock. The journey to the airport takes an hour.
"Yes, I'm done" replied Azhar.
"Have you prayed dzuhur, son?" ask Abi Rahman.
"Already, Cake. Praying with other santri" replied Azhar.
Abi Rahman patted Azhar's shoulder gently "Don't worry, God willing your Abi will be fine. And about the girl, do not forget to invite us" said Abi Rahman teasing and Azhar look blushed. Making Rafa laugh immediately.
"I have to be a witness or even a guardian" Rafa continued.
"It's impossible" murmured Azhar.
"There is nothing in this world that is impossible, Azhar" said Abi Rahman.
After saying goodbye to all, including Ustadz Ustadz others. Rafa and Azhar are ready to leave.
Actually, Rafa still wants his turban. But it feels like there is no time left if you have to wait for Nasha to deliver the turban or Azhar to take it at Elin's house.
Azhar also thinks she can ask Nasha to send her later.
"Our house is the same in Jakarta" Azhar murmured to herself.
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Nasha and Elin also say goodbye to all members of the Elin family. Especially for the Grandma who in 6 days is so close to Nasha, not even rarely they chat a lot of things. Makes Elin feel surprised, because he himself as his grandson lazy to talk a lot with his grandmother who was very chatty. But Nasha and Elin's grandmother even looked very grand even talking while laughing loosely.
"Nasha must be kangen with Grandma." said Nasha while hugging tightly granny Elin who had lived the bone with all the gray hair.
"Grandmother too, so no interlocutor" said the grandmother who made Elin chuckle.
"But it's true, Sha. You're the first person to talk to Grandma for a long time" Aunt Elin said.
"Grandma's a fun guy, we clop. Isn't that right, Grandma?"
"Yes." answered the Grandma with a big smile and showed her one tooth.
"Still long for her farewell? It's three o'clock this way, your plane's at 4:30, right? The trip to the airport long ago you know" said Uncle Elin who had been waiting for their farewell event was finished.
"Yes, Uncle. Because of Nasha, if I never have a farewell event like this" said Elin.
"Yes yes, sorry." said Nasha.
After hugging her once more, Nasha and Elin got into the car. Nasha opened the windshield and waved at everyone, saying that she would one day return to the village.
Elin who saw it felt happy.
After being quite far from Elin's house, Nasha leaned her head in the car seat. He recalled the 6 days he spent in this beautiful and fresh village.
What's more his encounter with Azhar, adds a wonderful impression and happiness in Nasha's heart.
Nasha is like a bird that just came out after a long time in her cage. The village was like clouds and sky, making Nasha fly free, feeling the fresh air. Be yourself, feel happiness and comfort.
And now, it's time for her to return to her cage.
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Tbc...