Gold And Diamond
Part 62 "Like the Sea"
Kala accelerated his pace. He had to see Nurmaya until he knew why. Despite repeatedly remembering the abbreviation GSO, still he could not find the point. Unfortunately, Nurmaya refused to be found. Reason is teaching. In fact, many hordes of santri princess who just returned madrasah. Because he was probably lying, he was waiting for Nurmaya in the saung earlier. Until a few minutes he did not find Nurmaya passing in front of him. He asked, but got the same answer. He believes teaching is only an excuse so that Nurmaya can not be found.
"Sir, I'm asking for a favor. Can I go to Nurmaya ndalem's room. Bentaaar, Ma'am. Significant. I said it, but the show started. He said he was naji."
"Now, not if njai. He did not enter the madrasa. I saw him in the kitchen of Ndalem Abah. Still cleaning up like he was. Her fiancee's show just finished."
Kala hid his hand before the santri quickly realized.
"Oh that. Thanks, yeah."
"Together, Mother. Whose name is Mommy, anyway?"
"I.hmm.I Anjani, Ma'am. An-ja-ni."
“If mining santri better afternoon or evening, Ma'am. Magrib sambangan tree has been rejected. If you send goods, yes, can only be entrusted to the manager. Cannot meet directly with santrinya.”
“Iya, Ma'am. It was told earlier. If so I meet Yaya in ndalem, yes, Mbak.”
“Please if Yaya does not bother. There was a show by his fiancee Gus Omar. Know me..please please.”.
Go to ndalem kitchen. Moving slowly like a thief. Baffled. He found four pairs of sandals on the kitchen door. He thought one of them belonged to Nurmaya. He pulled over to the wall.
“Yes, hope you are inside.”
The night wind slowly shook her headscarf. Then someone then voiced. Out of nowhere. Just throttling. Twice until Kala had to look to the left right. Then, look at the jackfruit tree that grew quite tall. He took two steps forward to see the shape of the tree. There was another sound of people hissing. Exactly the sound of a snake. He thought there were snakes around.
“Apaan, anyway, this?” muttered. He tried to ignore it, but the voice called out his name. I don't know why he thought it sounded so scary. His fur stood up immediately. He held back his steps as he hoped that Nurmaya would suddenly pop out of the radiant kitchen door.
The voice called his name twice. He looked fast. It was like from behind, he thought. There's no one. However, the voice quickly changed. The sound of human voices. Then laughs out of the window. He furrowed his brows—maybe from that room? He stepped slowly to get close to the source of his voice. True indeed. The window was a little open.
From there, he could see several shelves filled with books. Silent. There was hardly any sound. Until then it was real to hear people calling him from the inside.
And...
Huaaaaa...
Kala. Fear spread for a moment. He took a step back after seeing Gus Omar suddenly popping out of the window while startling at him. The one who was stared at was satisfied to prank, while he still held back the waves. He swallowed.
“Ngapain in there like maling hmm?”
“Emmm...anu..it..
Gus Omar watched him.
Kala. “You meet Yaya, Gus.”
“That's him in the kitchen. Just go straight in! Consider it your own home.”
“Oh...mmm..enggeh.”.
Kala stood in place. Urung left because he was waiting for Gus Omar to disappear from his presence.
“Like the ring? If not, sometime exchanged.”
“Suka.”
“Siplah.”
Gus Omar turned to the left. “Yaya? Nduk?” He saw Nurmaya coming out, wearing slippers.
Kala looked over.
“Nduk, searched Habibah.”
The window is closed.
“What's up, Kala?”
“I want nanya. who is GSO? What does that mean? Does this have anything to do with the heart? If yes, who do you mean?”
Nurmaya created a faint smile. More precisely he only appreciated his interlocutors. He held Kala's arm while saying, “You better not understand. Just keep a little you know, Kala. I'm okay.” Even though by saying it's okay it's a sign that he is happening, for the good of himself he must say what he deserves. Because only the stars are able to match the moon. No matter how much he shed tears, the engagement event happened that he will continue to see the continuation of his story in the future.
Kala held both of Nurmaya's shoulders. “Loh, that's not it, yeah. You are my friend. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry. The problem is I do not understand why your attitude is so.”
The two gazes understood each other.
“I should be able to get through it until I boyong later. I'll graduate soon. Yes even though the count is still annual, Nurmaya inner”.
Don't ask how much it hurts. Don't ask how deep the wound is. The depth of the sea also seems to be unable to match. The breadth of devotion and love is wider than the ocean. Hope and longing like when you see the sea line. It's unclear, but there are. Perhaps enough through poetry, he will pour a sense of the difficulty of carrying unrequited love the same.
“You are not wrong. None of us is wrong.”
Then Nurmaya grabbed Kala's left hand. “Congratulations. I pray you are happy.”
Kala. It was from that moment that he began to find something strange.
“What do you mean..”
“Sstt. Don't keep going, Kala. Don't think about it either. I know, you yourself also find it difficult, right, facing your days later.”
Nurmaya's smile closed the conversation. Without getting a clear answer, Kala returned to the car. Everyone is waiting.
Kala. Looking at the streets that still look crowded. He twirled the ring that still felt loose.
“La?” Uncle Gani opens the dashboard. Take out a medium-sized box. Then, push it into Kala's lap.
“That's a new phone for you.”
Kala looked quickly. “From who, Uncle?”
“Gus Omar.”
“Gus Omar shouldn't be like this,” his inner self. Because that attitude makes Kala increasingly have no chance to reject destiny. Fine, salih, and it is clear scientific. If the chosen woman were not herself, she would say, on what grounds should I refuse. Isn't this the greatest pleasure?
After Uncle Gani returns home, Kala asks Vey to sit for a while at the dinner table. Prohibit Vey who wants to go to the bathroom immediately.
“Why? About that hape?”
Vey put both hands on the table. “Emang was talking about Yaya? Seriously so?”
“I feel weird. He suddenly cried because he saw me. I thought it was a matter of the heart. But who does Yaya like? “
Vey looked at it for a moment.
“You only engaged feelings with one person, La. Don't think far. If Mas Abi doesn't like you, who now likes you?”
“Gus Omar.”
“Ya the answer.”
“Gus Omar?” Kala did not believe.
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