DOCTOR DAVIN AND SANTRI BARBAR
Chapter 39. Single-minded

"Doctor see what?" asked Mr. Kyai to see doctor Davin smiling himself at Fazila.

"Oh, no Mr. Kyai I'm just glad that finally doctor Danisa can open her heart after a few years ago traumatized by the failure of her marriage. Thank God, Mr. Kyai."

Kyai Miftah nodded.

"I thought you saw her earlier, she's Fazila used to be called Chila, her parents left her here. He said he often lied and wandered without permission used to fit not yet mondok, but thank God after school here it seems he became obedient parents.

The plan is we want to match up with one of the male students here named Izzam and both parents Fazila seems to agree because in addition to Izzam clever also noble character.

So Mr. Zidane hopes with Izzam betrothed with Chila can guide Chila in the future. Only, they are both not ready. Maybe later can be arranged after graduating from school before continuing to college."

Doctor Davin Pias's face heard Kyai Miftah's explanation, without him asking. In her heart she said it was fitting for Isyana, the mother of Chila did not agree with her because there was already another man who was worth Fazila.

Doctor Davin doesn't know which one Izzam is. Izzam was young, Fazila's age and even older than Fazila's own brothers. Setting yourself up for Fazila was impossible considering that the girl did not want to be tied to him.

"Can? What's married that's not doctor Davin?" fazila muttered with a hopeful heart. He did not even focus on what Kyai Miftah was talking about next about him.

"Doctors are equally suitable doctors. The name is also almost similar to the beginning of D," said Kyai Miftah makes Fazila look back and finally decided to leave the place by running. His heart was very sore even without being touched by the sharp weapons.

"Oh yes Mr. Kyai," said Davin doctor immediately, did not want Kyai Miftah to know that he had daydreamed earlier.

"Why didn't Danisa come here by herself?" kyai asks Miftah next and doctor Davin explains that doctor Danisa today is still out of town. It is likely that tomorrow will only come back because of the sad news from the pesantren where he used to get an education.

"Chila, what's wrong with you?" anggita asked to see Fazila coming by running fast no matter his body hit another santriwati. Good thing that was hit was not Heni, otherwise, it would be a long affair.

"Friends, forgive my friend Chila yes, it seems that his mood is deteriorating today," said Qiana representing Fazila who was reluctant to speak.

"It's okay Qi, maybe Chila was sad because she felt lost about Nyai's departure. Naturally because Nyai sepuh right so far good with us," said a santriwati understand.

The others agreed. They did not know that Fazila had not had time to think about losing one of the residents in the boarding school where he was educated because he now felt the loss of his heart and had to give up the people he loved for someone else. It hurts more than losing someone because of death.

"Thank you for understanding," Qiana said as she walked in and stepped towards Fazila who had just violently thrown her body on the bed.

"What's Chila? Tell me!" pinta Qiana, maybe she can help the girl's problems. At least it can be comforting to slightly dispel the sadness in the heart of his friend that one.

Fazila did not reply, she slumped her head on the pillow, only the sound of sobbing could be heard.

"Why else is he?" anggita asked and then sat on the edge of the mattress lined with Qiana and looked at Fazila with a feeling of wonder.

Qiana shrugged her shoulders while shaking the sign that she did not understand either.

"Andin came up with a plate filled with rice complete with meat stews and pieces of french fries. He shared with his friends because they had not had lunch. Qiana took her share as well as Anggita.

"This chila is yours" Andin said as he thrust the plate in front of him, but Fazila did not act at all.

Qiana nudged Andin on the shoulder and coded with her eyes so that Andin would not force and put the plate on the nightstand.

"What's wrong with Chila?" Repeated questions that have not received an answer because the owner of the problem is still silent.

"Silence I don't want to talk!" chila Bengpak.

"Well that's talking" Andin said, joking. He thought Fazila's grief wasn't serious.

Fazila raised the face where her eyes looked swollen from crying. His lips pursed in annoyance with Andin, but not a word was spoken.

"From the cry of thinking of Nyai sepuh who has not mending you meet doctor Davin there before leaving! Don't waste this opportunity and you'll regret it. Tell her you like her too and wait until you graduate!" andin's words made Fazila sob even louder.

"Suggestion is crying." The confused Andin even scratched his head. Don't know what else to say.

"What the hell are you Din? Wait until graduation! What do you want?!" anggita protest is furious because Andin is insensitive.

"Shut up!" fazila's jolt made the two startled while Qiana seemed to be holding back her chuckle as both of her friends got anger from Fazila. I want it to feel like Qiana is shouting and saying 'Thank God, tell me who you guys are talking about!' but he was afraid of getting into the fury of Fazila. For that he chose to be quiet for a moment.

"You're noisy making me even more headaches!" pissed Fazila.

"Oh, it turns out you have a headache anyway, I have asked Davin for medicine" Andin said and immediately got a few flying pillows from Fazila because Andin looks very annoying.

"Stop Chila! You can hit these plates! I can be punished by Nyai later for failing in my duties" Andin said, blocking his face from throwing pillows and rushing away with half-run steps.

"Basar Andin feared that the dishes contained food, but protected even his own face." Aggita giggled and then immediately closed his mouth to see a flash of anger in Fazila's eyes. Slowly but surely, Anggita shifted backwards and then fled after Andin.

"Chila, if there's a problem talking to us. Perhaps we can help, we will help as much as possible," Qiana said in a soft voice.

Fazila looked flat at Qiana's face then shook her head.

Qiana let out a long breath.

"Well, if you don't want to tell a story, that's okay. I'll be gone for a while so you can be content to cry alone. When you are ready to share, call me! I'm ready to be your confiding friend, but if you don't believe me then I won't force it either. Tell God about your grief and ask only for him for the best. It is not good to drag on in grief because it will make you ignore the good that God has given you."

After saying that long sentence Qiana left Fazila alone. Giving room for Fazila to spill all the sadness through tears so that the tightness that squeezes the chest falls along with the clear droplets on the eyelids.

Fazila nodded weakly and closed his eyes. In my heart, Istighfar said a few times. Then he asked God to be given a spacious chest and sincerity to accept all the destiny that has been written in the lauful Mahfudz.

"Oh Allah, if the doctor Davin is my soul mate, give it back to me in the way that you have been pleased with, but if not, help me to let go of his name here." Fazila rubbed her chest as tears began to trickle down.

Why is it so easy to say the word sincerely, but so difficult to feel?

Seriate.