The Marriage of Haram II
#11

Pipit and Amira just came out of the campus library. From nine o'clock they waited for Milna in the library. But until both of them finished consulting with their respective supervisors, Milna did not appear. Pipit called his number several times but remained inactive. Not usually Milna did not give him news if indeed he had an obstacle today.

"The pain may be Pit. Not called?" amira said after ordering drinks at the campus cafeteria.

"Active. Maybe he's sick again. But no matter what happens, he usually has to give some news" Pipit said. He turned his head and smiled, nodding his head as the waitress smiled before putting the drink in front of them.

"The drink, brother," said the servant kindly. Both smiling. Amira looked at Pipit who was stirring up the drink in front of her with a plastic straw in her hand. Such a gaze wanted to make sure that Pipit would be nothing if he revealed something he wanted to say today.

"Pit, there's actually something I've wanted to talk to you about since yesterday. But I'm ashamed" said Amira in a declining voice. Pipit turned his head while frowning in wonder.

"Well, I'm ashamed. Usually shameless" Pipit said with a smile. Amira widens her eyelids. One of his hands slid unexpectedly into the stomach of Pipit. Pipit screamed while holding her stomach after Amira pinched her stomach.

"Ok, ok, ok. Come on, tell me what you want to say" said Pipit, returning his seat slightly away from Amira. Amira gave a long sigh. He stared at Pipit. His expression turned serious.

"It's about Nazril's brother Pit" Amira said in a heavy voice. Pipit frowned.

"Sister Nazril? What's wrong with Nazril" said Pipit.

Amira smiles. He scratched his head while glancing towards Pipit who was still staring at him.

"Don't be mad, Pit." Amira gave a long sigh. He could not find the right words to start the conversation. He glanced back at Pipit. Pipit's eyes were fixed towards his lips. Like waiting for what Amira would say.

"We've been friends for a long time, Pit. That's what makes me not worthy to say this. But how else. I kept thinking and it bothered me a lot" said Amira, still with a bowed face.

Pipit sighing. Amira's serious facial expression made her even more curious.

"Yes, we've been friends for a long time. Me, you and Milna are like brothers. As brothers what is the problem you two are my problem as well. But we'll find a way out together. Come on, tell me what's making you burden your mind" Pipit said. He looked at Amira with a smile. He felt funny because he felt new this time to see Amira as me and as serious as that.

"You're the reason, really serious" said Pipit. Amira turned the other way while smiling shyly.

"Well, just be quiet. Face it again" said Pipit as he pulled Amira's body. Amira scratched her cheeks and turned her head slowly towards Pipit. After staring at Pipit for a while, he lowered his head. He sighed long.

"Frankly, ak_u liked Na_zril's brother Pit" Amira said in a stammering voice.

Pipit frowned. Amira's face was fixed. It made Amira's face flushed.

"I'm sorry, Pit. Again, I don't deserve to say this. But I really like Nazril" said Amira, holding Pipit's hands.

Pipit is still seen putting on his feet face. That makes Amira go awry.

"I'm sorry, Pit," said Amira as she squeezed Pipit's hand.

"OK, Ok. Forget what I said just now. Suppose I said a slur," continued Amira restlessly seeing the expression of Pipit that did not change.

But Pipit who had pretended to put on a stiff face, could no longer hold back his laughter. His laughter broke when he saw Amira look completely wrong. That made Amira who had looked wrong turn into upset. He was banging Pipit's arm. He looked sullen and increasingly became - so hit tubub Pipit when Pipit did not also stop laughing while covering his face.

"All my friends have introduced me to Nazril. Including you. I hope, brother Nazril is attracted to one of my friends. But in the meantime, Nazril hasn't responded seriously. Nazril always joked. But maybe because he thinks it's just my will. It's possible that Nazril will take it seriously if you speak directly to him" Pipit said. Amira smiled and sighed in relief.

"Thank you, Pit."

Amira took a drink in front of her and drank it. He felt relieved. For a moment he was silent. Sometimes he takes a long breath. He glanced at Pipit with a frowned.

"But how could I have started it first. I thought about saying it myself to Nazril, but I'm ashamed, Pit. It's not good that women shoot first" said Amira. Pipit was silent for a moment staring at Amira.

"Emh, how is it," said Pipit. He tapped the table with his index finger. Suddenly he smiled. He seems to have found an idea. He looked towards Amira.

"Alright, Amira. I'm glad you like Nazril. It's okay to express your feelings. No need to think about the end result, the important thing is that you have tried it" said Pipit corroborated.

Not long after, Amira nodded her head while smiling.

"Then, we go straight home. But Nazril is still at home. As I speak to Nazril, you just wait in the room while praying. If you need to pray hajat also yes," said Pipit with a smile rising from his seat. Amira just smiled and followed Pipit from behind.

* * * * *

Milna let out a long sigh upon arrival in front of the home of her supervising lecturer. The two-story green painted house looked deserted. It's two o'clock in the afternoon. It's indeed a time of rest. After the Dhuhur prayer, Siti Nur told her to meet her guidance counselor. Even Siti Nur told her not to go home before she gave evidence of her consultation with her guidance counselor. It's been an hour since he's been waiting in the yard. Several times he tried to push a button on the doorstep, but given the atmosphere of the house that was so quiet, he was afraid to disturb the rest of the residents of the house.

Milna let out a short sigh and chose to sit in the small garden in the courtyard of the house. Inevitably he had to wait until the occupants of the house found him outside. He had to go home with the evidence of his consultation and show it to Siti Nur. Although actually he no longer had the desire to continue his script since the incident this morning.

The arrival of Mr. Darmanta this morning completely drained his mind. But never mind, he soon realized that this is the provision of God that he must live when some choices are impossible to make.

* * * * *

Nazril was just about to get out of the house when the motorbike Pipit was riding on and Amira entered the house. Nazril sat on the porch of the house while waiting for the two to get off the motorcycle. The two of them immediately approached Nazril and regretted it.

Nazril's sweet smile was on his back when he turned towards Amira. A sudden smile just felt different A smile that seemed to signal to him that perhaps his mission would work.

"Amira want to do it again?" ask Nazril. Amira's face that was starting to look red glanced shyly towards Pipit. Pipit just smiled.

"Yes, Brother. There are tasks that we have to do" said Pipit.

"But both of the tumbens. Usually Milna comes along, too" Nazril said. Pipit held Amira's hand and invited her to sit in a chair.

"Maybe Milna is sick again, sister," replied Pipit after steadily sitting on a chair.

"Yes on the phone with her friend. If you need to find her home. As a friend it has to be" Nazril said. Pipit sighed while raising both of his eyebrows. He looked towards Amira.

"Yes Brother. Milna's phone is off. Pipit'll call again" Pipit said.

"Yes, take Amira in and eat there" Nazril said as he put his phone in his pocket.

"Where are you going?" tanya Pipit when she saw Nazril rise from his seat.

"I'm going to work first. There's a job document I need to take," Nazril said.

"For a long time, brother," said Pipit.

"Lack of knowing too. What's wrong?"

"Someone wants Pipit to talk about" said Pipit. Amira poking soft thighs Pipit. Pipit squinted his eyes signaling for Amira to shut up.

Nazril threw his body back. He glanced at his watch.

"Well, I'll give you three minutes. Enough?" nazril said as he turned towards Pipit.

Pipit knuckles.

"Too short, Brother. Just look. Pipit wait for Brother to come home so it's more free," said Pipit.

"OK," Nazril said as he got up from his seat. Pipit and Amira wake up and greet Nazril. Both of them walked to take Nazril to the front of his car. Nazril waved his hand while smiling as he