Your name is Secret
You're Beautiful

As soon as Rayya, Niken shifted her seat and whispered to Adila.

"Dil, I'm afraid I'm not the beautiful Rindy who will call Rayya from me."

"Keep who?" Ask Adila curious. Adila even put her head closer to Niken.

"Well!" sahut Niken flat.

Adila turned her head to horror and pointed to herself, "gue?" Niken nodded still by maintaining her flat face.

"Aseemm!"

The performance referred to by Rayya turned out to be a guitar game played by Rayya and a woman who might be Rayya's classmate as the singer. Niken himself does not know who the woman who is likely his upperclassman but certainly their collaboration in singing sholawat songs is stunning. Adila herself did not stop squeezing Niken's hand because of anxiety while Marwah and Salsa were whistling noisily tempting Niken.

The event of the prophet maulid was running smoothly and successfully, Niken and his friends did not even move from their respective seats like their initial plans that would be blurred if the event was boring. As soon as the event broke up, all students were allowed to return to their respective classes. Riska and the others immediately disperse with a sultry complaint because the weather is quite hot in the afternoon.

"Dil!"

"Hm." Adila nodded while fanning her face with her hands.

"Gue seems not to be a full Muslim, just wear hijab half a day I've been angry."

"Gue too, Nik, a very hot oath. Where did Salsa and Marwah escape, anyway?"

"To the cafeteria, they immediately bought drinks."

"No nitip, Nik? They go to the cafeteria, don't they know me? I want to come along." Adila misuh-misuh herself, "ayo Nik, we go to the cafeteria too. I'm so thirsty." Adila immediately dragged Niken and led him to the cafeteria. Kontan Niken stopped Adila.

"Gue's been nitip drinks with them Dil, anyways I'm really lazy to the cafeteria, surely all the kids in the canteen storm."

"Yes already if you've nitip drinks the same as them. We'll wait in class."

Once in class, again the whiteboard is decorated with graffiti Niken love Mulyono and so on. Niken just glanced and immediately sat on his stool listlessly. Sultry because of the hijab and hot weather coupled with a thirst that gnaws the throat makes Niken lazy once if you have to take the time to remove the useless streak, better Niken berleha-leha on his stool.

It was precisely Adila who was instantly lightning fast took the eraser and removed the graffiti that filled almost the entire area of the blackboard.

"For a long time bored also I every day always erased the whiteboard just," complained Adila.

"No need to remove Dil, justin aja, long ago also a bored nulis himself," said Niken lightly. Niken leaned against the wall and fanned her face with a notebook. Adila herself was removing her hijab and immediately looking for her own book followed in Niken's footsteps.

"But they don't get bored, Nik."

Niken himself is actually tired of the work of people who lack work and curious half-dead who exactly who every day there is no tired of writing useless writing but let it be, Niken did not want to take a headache even though in fact Niken was embarrassed by the temptation of his friends who every day always call it by the name of Mulyono.

***

"Assynnya!" There was the sound of greetings and outside and soon the papa appeared, carrying a briefcase with a tired face that could not be covered.

"Glamma!" sahut Niken and his two children compact.

Marsya immediately got up to pick up his papa briefcase while Marcel immediately stomped on his shoulder as soon as the middle-aged man sat down. Niken himself immediately attacked the hot water to shower and make a cup of coffee.

"Not gonna take a shower, pa?" niken asked as soon as she finished making coffee and presented it to her husband. The water for the bath is still on the stove.

"Later, want to drink coffee made by the wife first," said the husband with a flirtatious smile. Marsya who has returned from keeping her papa briefcase twists her eyeballs as well as Marcel. They are not surprised by the behavior of his father who always felt ABG.

"Can ae si akang," replied Niken.

"Tumben wants ten o'clock at night still at the gathering? Abis Isya usually does not see the trunk of his nose. Fun in each room," asked his papa wonder while sipping coffee made by his wife slowly.

Marsya and Marcel exchanged lyrics and then compactly directed the eyes to the mother. Hope his mother wants to give a reason why until this hour is still in the family room.

"I usually go home the night you've been molested" said the husband lightly. Niken glared in disbelief but chose silence.

Marsya and Marcel went to bed. Niken and her husband.

"I'm ready for hot water first yes, you hunt for a bath! Entar. It's ten o'clock this past," ordered Niken while he went to prepare hot water and bathing needs of her husband.

The husband also moved and immediately embraced the body of his wife who had almost reached the kitchen.

"When we're having a bath, have a child?" woo the husband who welcomed Niken by turning the eyeball.

"Remember age, it's old. I'm not strong enough to have children anymore" said Niken while enjoying her husband's embrace.

"What I do, you live. I'm still strong" said the husband reassuringly.

Niken laughed amusedly and immediately pinched her husband's arm.

***

Niken was waiting for a bus to drive her home when someone called her name.

"I thought you were home from earlier." Rayya who apparently called out the name Niken walked hurriedly over.

"Not brother, it was so disbanded the event, I sat down first in the classroom with Adila. Brother, have you come home? Didn't my sister become a committee, did she?"

"Jin go home first" Rayya said diplomatically.

"Maybe?" ask Niken wonder.

'Not if so the committee must have been sorted out all can just go home huh?' Of course the question was only asked Niken for himself.

"Can kok. This is proof I'm here." Niken just nodded at the answer Rayya gave. Rayya who was accustomed to silence Niken took out the camera from the pocket of the cocoa clothes he was wearing.

"Can you take a photo together, right?"

"Huh?"

"Photo." Rayya showed me the camera.

"What's brother for?" niken asked astonished at Rayya's request.

"Yes for the memories. I can't have a picture of my own boyfriend." Rayya's words were simple actually but Niken was already blushing embarrassed to hear it until the hue on her face changed.

"Maybe?" ask Rayya again. Niken nodded in agreement and Rayya immediately brought her face closer to Niken's face.

They pose together with Rayya who is still wearing a peci and blue Koko clothes and Niken who wears a milk-brown rectangular headscarf and pink semi-baya clothes. Not satisfied with the sitting pose, Rayya asked for help to another student who happened to also be waiting for the same bus with Niken to photograph the two of them with a standing pose.

The bus came right after they finished taking pictures together. Niken stood up as soon as the bus stopped right in front of them. Rayya stood up too.

"Aren't you going up?" asked Niken astonished to see Rayya who just stood still when Niken was three steps ahead of him.

Rayya shook her head and rubbed her nape with misbehavior, "so I'm allowed to just want to nemen you wait for the bus." Rayya glanced in the other direction for a moment and faced Niken back.

"I told you not yet that you're beautiful?"

Blushhh

Niken immediately scuttled into the bus without daring to face Rayya. As soon as he sat in the bus seat, Niken immediately rubbed his face with the arch of the lips that almost touched the ears. His face must be as red as a tomato by now.