Ranums
LOBSTER GOD
The blue sky looks bright, the blazing sun of the city of Surabaya as if it knows the heart of Zaviyar is heating up. The man was well aware that he had no right to be angry, but he also can not lie if there is jealousy knowing the girl who has been enthroned in the heart of the last few weeks is with other men.
That afternoon, after leaving class and performing prayers and lunch. Zaviyar, who has an empty clock, took the time to contact Ranum.he wanted to hear from the village girl, and it would make him more excited. However, what he imagined did not match reality. Not happy when exchanging news with the village girl, but instead a heart that heats up burning jealous flames.
Zaviyar who can no longer withstand the turmoil of heart knowing Ranum was having lunch with another man immediately disconnected his phone without waiting for a response from Ranum.
***
In his seat, Ranum was astonished by Zaviyar's attitude just now which was not as usual. He stared at the screen of his phone with a frown. Arvin who saw that expression stopped eating it.
“There's a problem?”
“Now.”
“Who just now? Your sister?”
“Not.” Ranum smiled knot.
“Daughter, yes?” Arvin's still trying to guess. However, Ranum only replied with a smile.
“Lanjutin used to eat it, dear it.”
“Iya.”
After the food on the plate was clean, the conversation continued.
"How often to go to Malang?" ask Arvin.
"Ehm, not very often but it's good."
"Just looking for a book?"
"Not really."
“After this where to go?” ask Arvin.
Ranum shrugged his shoulders. “Usually spend time in the square or rest in the mosque before going home.”
“Then now?”
“Maybe the same, no special plans. To Malang mah where to feel comfortable.”
“Oh, yes?”
“Hmm.” Ranum nodded while sipping his drink.
“No longer want to go for a walk? Where is it?”
“No ah, I'm tired.” Ranum's looking for an excuse. His mind was no longer calm given Zaviyar's last sentence before disconnecting the phone and the tone of voice that sounded different.
“You get home what time?”
“Since Ashar may. After all, now it's two o'clock past, soon ashar.”
“Yes, spend time here while chatting. From you back to the square again and there alone.”
Ranum thought, “Ehm, mending me to the mosque all while waiting for Ashar to pray first before returning home.”
“Good.”
They immediately moved, Arvin asked Ranum to come out first even though he had previously argued about the payment of orders. Finally, Ranum complied with Arvin's request on condition that one day if there was another chance, then he would pay for it.
“You go straight home or still want to go somewhere else?” ask Ranum.
“I'll take you first.”
“Nevent gone, thanks. I can go back alone, God willing will not stray. You can go back or something.”
“Yakin?”
“Iya. This is Malang, not Surabaya that makes me confused.” They also chuckle.
“Have that been.”
Inevitably Arvin agreed to Ranum's words. Two motorcycles leave the cafe parking lot with different purposes.
Ranum arrived in front of the mosque, then parked the motorbike. He got down and walked into the mosque which was not so crowded. The black-hooded girl looked for a place in the back corner so that she could rest for a moment leisurely waiting for Ashar time.
***
By evening Ranum arrived at his house, he brought a plastic bag containing books into the room, then rushed to the bathroom to clean himself and change clothes before the Maghrib congregated. Mr. Ratih who has prepared food, invited his daughter to eat immediately after the Maghrib prayer congregation.
Ranum's heart was agitated at the thought of Zaviyar, immediately finished his dinner and told Bu Ratih to return to the room. In the room, he took the bag that had been used to go to Malang. Searching for his phone then immediately send a short message via whatsapp to the man who continues to shadow.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
One minute, two minutes, five minutes to ten minutes no answer. Ranum sent a message back.
“Mas Zaviyar is busy again, yes?”
There are two check marks on the message that Ranum sent, but it does not look blue on the message which means it has not been read. He's still waiting. Until Isya's adhan reverberated and the obligation was resolved, his chat with Zaviyar remained the same. Amidst her wait, her phone shook, quickly the flat object was grabbed from the top of her dressing table.
“Until what time was it at home?”
Arvins. It turned out that the name of the man he just knew was listed on his Whatsapp notification. Ranum exhaled, disappointed.
"Around five o'clock maybe.”
“Thank God. Now what?”
“Mau break.”
“Oh, yes already. Met break.”
No longer Ranum reply. Uneasily. Of course that's what the sweet girl in brown skin felt. He kept holding his phone waiting for a reply from the expected man. Finally Ranum's heart was no longer patient, the call button was pressed.
Tut .. tut .
The call was interrupted without any answer. Ranum tried again. For a long time there was no answer until a voice sounded from across the phone.
“Halo.”
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam," replied Zaviyar coldly.
“Ngak.”
“Kok from earlier not lifted? My message is also not replied.”
“Emang what's wrong? Anything important?” Zaviyar ketus voice.
“Mas Zaviyar why, anyway?”
“Nothing.” Still with a flat tone.
“Kok, kayak angry like that?”
“You feel, yes?”
“What feeling, Mas?”
“Yes if you don't feel.”
“Mas, you why the hell?”
“I'm okay?”
“Clearly if I'm wrong, don't gini.”
Ranum heard Zaviyar sigh long.
“Mas?”
“Okey. Last night we called and you didn't say if we wanted to go to Malang. Then, you were walking and having lunch with a guy there.”
“Continue? Why is Mas Zaviyar angry? Am I going the wrong way, friend? Last night Mas Zaviyar did not ask also my activities today what?”
“Ra, you don't know too?”
'I'm jealous, Ranum, ' Inner Zaviyar.
“What the hell, Mas? How can I understand if Mas Zaviyar does not talk?”
“Yes you don't know anyway, Ra?”
Ranum's chest is kembis, provoked his emotions by Zaviyar's behavior. The net is heating up, the view is blurring because the clear grains that fill the eye patch hear the man who has been soft, raising his voice.
“I can tell from where if Mas Zaviyar did not say, not clear, suddenly angry. Mas Zaviyar was angry just because I met a boy friend, while Mas Zaviyar himself there how? Have you ever met a girl friend or student?”
“Ya different dong, Ra.”
“Oh different, huh? What's the difference, Mom? Just friends."
“I just met my lecturer friends who are mostly married. Well, you were ..?”
“How are Mas Zaviyar's young and beautiful students?”
“They're just coeds, Ra no more.”
“Same, Mas. He is also just a friend. Who is Mas Zaviyar? Suddenly angry because I met a boy friend. Sister is not, brother is not, prospective husband also ngvak.” Ranum let out all his frustration over Zaviyar's attitude.
“Better we close the phone first, tomorrow we talk again.”
“Okey. Whatever. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
When the phone connection was cut off, Ranum could no longer hold the clear circle that had been jostling want to come out of his eyes. He was confused by Zaviyar's attitude, not understanding what exactly the man wanted. The shadow of the shady-looking man continued to flash in his mind. Did not expect if the young lecturer could be angry because of his meeting with Arvin.
***
Zaviyar laid down on the mattress, looked up at the ceiling of her room, tried to scout, measuring how deep the taste was growing in her heart for the sharp-eyed girl. He realized that he was wrong to be angry with Ranum, while knowing he shouldn't do that made the girl sad.
I do not know how long Zaviyar daydreamed, thinking about what had been done a few minutes ago to Ranum.
“Why was I angry? I don't have the right to forbid him from meeting anyone, let alone getting angry like that.” Zaviyar scooped his face.
“Astaghfirullohal'adhimiim. Sorry me, Ra.”
Zaviyar felt the mattress, looking for the phone he had just put not far from where to lay the body. At 9.32 hours on the screen of his phone. Zaviyar wants to contact the sweet girl in the village again, but his heart is not yet legowo considering Ranum who had met another man without knowing.
Zaviyar moved from the mattress, took ablution and performed Isya prayer which he had not been able to do.
In prostration he did’a pleading for peace of heart amid his anxiety. After the prayer, do not forget to do’a again proposed to ask for clues to the taste that was whack his heart.
After praying and praying to the Creator. Zaviyar got up and changed his clothes with relaxed clothes to sleep. He collapsed his body, hoping to get a quick break so that tomorrow can be fresher and think more clearly without emotions like before.
Zaviyar was unable to close his eyes. He is confused by his attitude towards Ranum.The man cursed himself who has been a little rude to the girl he started to love. Gradually, his eyes closed slowly and no longer awake.
***
“Assalamu’alaikum, Mas.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam. What's up, Ra?”
“Sorry, I didn't know.”
“Iya, continue?”
“Sorry, I'm not sensitive.”
“You mean?”
“I now understand why Mas Zaviyar is angry.”
“Oh yes?”
“Mas Zaviyar angry because ..”
“Because what?”
“Mas Zaviyar love me?”
The deg!
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