Chapter 3 Good Youth

The ship is getting further away from the port. This is an even more obvious sign that Nada really has to leave her own mother, leave Kotabumi and leave behind her bad memories.

Maybe what his mother said was true. Take advantage of the time to look for her husband. Armed with minimal information, Nada will start searching for her husband's whereabouts. And hope he can find out what he wants to know.

Nada rubbed Nazril's head who was currently sleeping in his lap. Meanwhile, Nada leaned her head against the wall of the ship as her gaze wandered blankly. Thinking of her mother and husband whom she loved and loved very much. Nada didn't expect her life to be this chaotic and complicated. One wants Nada for now; found her husband and then returned to Kotabumi, North Lampung. Simple.

He didn't feel tears dripping from his eyes and this caught the attention of someone who had been staring at Nada. The person then approached and sat next to each other, but Nada was completely unaware of the figure of the person who had just sat next to her.

"Here, for you." The person sitting next to Nada handed him a tissue.

But, Nada remained silent. It seems like daydreaming is something that interests Nada. Feeling ignored by the person who had given him the tissue, he hit the wooden wall of the ship, causing Nada to jump in surprise.

"Oh my God," cried Nada, clutching her chest because her heart was beating twice as fast. Startled.

The tone of turning towards the person who was being rude disturbed him and shocked him beyond belief.

A handsome, young man was looking at Nada with a sweet smile. When their eyes met, Nada immediately looked away.

"Sorry, who are you? Why did you hit the ship's wall? I am surprised." Bright Honest tone.

"Sorry. After all, Mbak was stunned and crying too. There's a problem again, right?" he asked curiously and of course so familiar.

Nada had absolutely no intention of serving the person beside her. He's a foreigner and his shoes don't know. Moreover, his body and mind are tired. However, it seems that the young man, who is estimated to be in his 20s, did not give up. Just keep bothering Nada. Annoying with questions he didn't want to answer at all.

"Eh, what's wrong with those eyes, Sis? it's swollen like that. Cry all night, okay?" he asked searchingly.

Nada shook his head and smiled. Honestly, it's not the right time for him to talk much. Nada then chose to close his eyes, he wanted to sleep. However, again the young man who was nearby acted so friendly and so caring.

"Ma'am, why don't you answer? Hmmm, okay, well, it's okay not to answer either."

The short-haired young man was silent. However, a moment later he asked again and disturbed Nada...

"Oh, yes, where are you going, Sis? That's his son, right? Where's your husband?" a series of questions from the young man as he turned his head to each side of the ship as if he was looking for someone.

In fact, Nada, who at first didn't want to answer, said that the man who came to her was forced to speak up so that the young man beside her would stop interfering, or roughly speaking, stop disturbing.

"Sorry, Sis, I'm in a mood that can't be bothered. My head hurts."

That sentence finally came out of Nada's mouth. The reality is that he is like that, he has too many burdens in life to carry alone.

"Well, finally, Ma'am spoke up too. "Your voice is really soft, Sis," he said, showing a sweet smile that revealed his dimples.

"Oh, yes, Sis. My. My name is Akbar. What's your name, Sis?" he asked enthusiastically and hoped that Nada would answer.

Nada massaged the bridge of his nose to neutralize the dizziness he was currently feeling. Nada realized his mistake, no matter how big the problem he was facing, he should not show it to people as much as possible. Just like now, by remaining silent it is not impossible that the young man beside him will be more curious, perhaps even realizing that he is in trouble.

But, even though it was covered up, it seemed like people would still assume that he was in trouble. Because there are panda marks under his eyes. Which means that if he's finished crying, he won't stop.

Nada smiled, there was no harm in responding to this man's words, after all, he was still small and didn't know anything, thought Nada.

"I'm Nada," he answered briefly, holding his hand over his chest.

"Uh." Akbar felt embarrassed because he stretched out his hand asking to shake hands, but Nada instead clasped his hands together.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Nada," he said, breaking the silence

Nada nodded slowly and smiled faintly. Then Nada closed his eyes again and leaned against the wall of the ship. He hoped that the young man named Akbar would stop bothering him. However, that was just hope, the proof was that Akbar again invited Nada to chat.

"Ma'am, call me Akbar, don't do it, Sis," said Akbar suddenly, causing Nada to open her eyes and ask what the reason was.

"Why?"

"I'm not a child like Mbak's son," he explained with an awkward laugh.

"Okay. "I call you Akbar," said Nada then.

"That's better, sis. Oh yeah, where are you going? Or where did it come from?"

"I want to go to Jakarta," answered Nada as she closed her eyes again.

"I also want to go to Jakarta. Which side, sis? Jakarta is big."

Nada's head started throbbing again, until a moaning sound came out of her mouth.

"Are you sick?" Akbar guessed.

"Just a little dizzy. Didn't I tell you earlier?"

"Ah, yes. I forgot about that. Then go to sleep! "It looks like the ship will be stuck and will take hours to reach the port of Merak."

Nada nodded.

His tone was surprised, this was the first time he saw someone so familiar to him. A young man who looks good and cares about those around him. This made Nada think of Aziz-her husband. When Nada was still a girl, she fell in love with Aziz because of his friendliness and friendliness.

The quiet tone, who rarely socializes with other people, feels touched by Aziz's attention. Nada felt that someone cared about her until finally when Aziz expressed his intention to marry her, she immediately agreed. However, now those sweet memories have to disappear with Aziz's departure.

Nada really loves Aziz and also really misses Aziz. Nada hopes that Allah will always make it easy for her to find traces of her husband. Even though it will most likely fail. Searching for someone who has been missing for five years in such a big city is impossible. Plus the information that Nada has is not relevant.

'Sir, I miss you,' Nada whispered to herself.

Without realizing it, Nada shed tears again, and quickly wiped them away roughly. A moment later he looked at Nazril who missed his father no less. It hurt when Nazril mentioned his father's whereabouts. He was confused because he didn't even know where Aziz was.

'We will search together, son, for your father's whereabouts,'