Love Word
Wedding preparations

In the morning Naisha had a sour face. The lecturer who is now solemnly explaining the course this morning is so excited. Unlike the students who are half-conscious, including Naisha who sleepy heavy. All the time the lecturer just raved incessantly making the fresh eyes wither.

Naisha just doodled her binders to get rid of her satiety. Too bad, the saturation is growing. The voice of the lecturer is getting shrill and making the atmosphere more melancholy. As a result, Naisha took the initiative to ask permission to go to the toilet.

Initially it was not allowed, but because Naisha tried to convince her lecturer, she got permission. He breathed out after he left his class. Naisha walked until finally her footsteps brought her to the front of the library.

However, before he stepped foot into the library his eyes caught Mika's stature coming down from her car. Face whining. Naisha was like seeing a portrait of herself earlier while the course was going on. But this is more acute, he detected if his best friend was hit by a problem. Butwhat?

***

"This, Nai. Hp lo," said Mika while giving up her best friend's cell phone.

Coincidentally Mika and Naisha had no courses this afternoon. It's just that, Naisha deliberately waited for her best friend to ask Mika to tell her unrest.

Naisha blinked her eyes in disbelief. "Well, meet me where this is, Ka."

"Basic senile. It was left on Alhan's dashboard yesterday. Before leaving I took it," he explained while holding a backpack that looks heavy.

"Oh yeah, now which son? I didn't see him in class."

"Gapain you're looking for him, huh?" Mika grunted annoyedly.

"Kok sewot? Lo why the hell, Ka? I see it differently than usual."

"Yes, man! Look at it now I bring a backpack, not a sling bag anymore," said Mika put on a flat face.

Naisha nudged her best friend's hand. "That's not it, Ka. Lo that's why? Is there any more trouble at your house?"

"Gue's planning to run away!"

"What's? Where are you going to run?"

"Go to the moon maybe!"

Naisha is still sculpting. Mika's joke just now was not funny at all. Blurred? Was he not sane with the word he had just spoken?

"Mending your story at my house. Or do you want to go to the mall to eat or shop?" haggar Naisha.

Mika nodded lethargicly. He got up and headed for the parking lot. Meanwhile, Naisha followed her from behind while feeling strange with this inappropriate behavior.

***

The day started late afternoon. While Mika and Naisha have yet to fill their stomachs with anything due to the unavoidable traffic jam. As a result, they decided to eat cilor in a roadside cart. Several times Mika has been there, it feels very good and is not worth asking again.

Some time later, the cilor seller came carrying two plates of cilor that had just matured. The smell of the smell pierced the nose, making the worms in their stomachs even more rowdy. A small plastic bowl filled with sambal was taken by Naisha. Four small spoons are enough to be mixed into the cilornya. Embedded with a little soy sauce to complement his food.

Different from Mika. It's just enough with a little bit of sauce. His head has receded to feel the sambal again because every time the sambal entered must be stomach pain. In addition, he was once an insult when Junior High himself was not resistant to defecation because he had previously eaten rujak with his friends. As a result, the toilet is full, so Mika can not resist to defecate.

Mika shuddered in horror as she recalled the embarrassing incident. He also did not understand why it happened to him. But no matter, it was already his fateful path. His silver lining made him a more patient and unkind person.

"Yes, I forgot. So why did you? From the campus is his face bent mulu?" naisha asks surprise her best friend.

"I haven't been home in a week, Nai. I want to run away to your house," said Mika.

"Huh? Lo seriously. Didn't your mom say where she was going?"

"No, Nai. I was confused to attract the attention of my mom again. Why did Mom come to me? My mom doesn't think about my feelings."

"Lo can't do that, Ka. Gini aja deh, lo nginep again at my house just until you calm down. You can go back to your mom. The point is not to run away. Poor mama lo."

Mika shook her head while clutching her best friend's shoulder. Naisha gently patted Mika's shoulder to win her over. A smile on Mika's lips. However, the look in his eyes still could not hide the deep sadness about his mother. It flashed through Naisha's mind about her parents as well.

His parents have been fighting a lot lately, whether it's a small or big problem. Each other hurt each other. What exactly happened to them? Didn't they love each other and be harmonious? Why can't they be like before? Naisha's heart ached when she saw her parents fighting. Sometimes he felt jealous when his friends spoiled with his two people.

Ah, Naisha immediately dismissed her thoughts that had drifted far away. He refocused himself on his best friend's problems that might have been more complicated. Now he must be able to comfort Mika until she is completely calm in dealing with all this. He did not want himself to also dissolve in the sadness that he hid.

"What dream?" mika's voice shook Naisha's daydream. "Back, yuk! I'm the one who paid for it," he added.

Naisha grabbed her bag and followed Mika who left first. "Today, Alhan didn't look like, Ka?" ask Naisha as the car drives.

Mika looked quickly. The look in his eyes exposed his dislike for Naisha's question earlier. Her friend who was aware of Mika's unusual behavior immediately guessed it with a question.

"Why, Ka? How do you feel surprised?" ask Naisha astonishment.

"No papa. Oh yeah, where are we going?" Mika switched the conversation. He played his phone in the bag.

"Go home, okay? I'm so sleepy" said Naisha.

Mika showed off her smile. "OK on."

The smile that adorned her lips slowly faded as Mika recalled Alhan. Yes, Alhan! I don't know why he always doesn't like Alhan approaching his best friend. He also does not like Naisha always worried about her existence like just now. There was a sense of explosion in his heart when it happened, but Mika kept her mouth shut. He couldn't explain it much less treat it. Could it?