
"Mas Ibra! Ara!" greet someone.
"Hey, Sarah!" sahut Ibra's.
"Are you celebrating something?" sarah asked, looking at a birthday cake on the table.
"Yes, Ara is having a birthday today" Ibra said.
"Well, really! Happy birthday, Ara. Why don't you tell me we can celebrate together" Sarah said enthusiastically.
"Yes thank you. I also don't really like celebrating my birthday," said Ara smiled stiffly, not so happy with the presence of Sarah.
"May I join you then?" bargain Sarah.
"Yes can, really. I'll have the waiter prepare a chair for you" Ibra said.
"No need!" prevent Ara. Ibra and Sarah turned to look at him.
"Didn't Brother Ibra say that we're just going to have dinner together?" ask Ara to Ibra. Even before that man forbade him to take Mama Reta and Rissa.
"Yes, but___"
"Now you choose to have dinner with me or with Mba Sarah?" he said, make a choice. He made Ibra round her eyes in disbelief.
"What do you mean?" ibra was upset.
"Ara will be home." Ara grabbed her bag lying on the table and stood up.
Ara had just stepped up, but Ibra quickly withdrew her hand.
"What's wrong with you? Don't be childish," Ibra snapped.
"Ara, if you don't like me being here, then I'll go. Don't be like this" said Sarah.
"Yes, don't humiliate me like this, sit down" Ibra said.
"Sorry!" Ara pulled her hand out of Ibra's hand, then quickly walked out of the restaurant.
"Would Mas Ibra go after him, it seems Ara misunderstood," said Sarah regretfully, who was quickly followed by Ibra.
"Mom!" Ibra pulls Ara's hand, to stop the woman's move. When they were outside the restaurant.
"What's wrong with you? why is it like this? You just humiliated me in front of Sarah" she said.
"So Brother is ashamed to have Ara?"
"Stop talking senselessly. What the hell is wrong with you? Are you jealous?" ask Ibra emotions.
"Yes, Ara is jealous. Is Ara wrong?"
"God, are you jealous of Sarah? He's just my brother."
"No! he's not sister Brother. Sister's sister is just Rissa," Ara's sergeant.
"But he's been I've taken it like my own brother, nothing more than that."
"That's according to Brother Ibra, but not with Mba Sarah. Do you know, Mba Sarah just kept telling Ara that she liked Brother a long time ago," said Ara with teary eyes.
"I told you, he's just playing with you" said Ibra.
"No, he's serious about what he says, I can see it."
"As far as you are. I'm tired of arguing with you. People even see us like this." Ibra left Ara just like that, feeling embarrassed when they became the spectacle material of people who saw her.
Ara wiped her tears that had fallen, then walked to the side of the highway to stop a taxi. Right now he really felt tightness in his chest. Embarrassed? he no longer cared, whatever the person who saw him said.
"Pardon Sarah yes, Sarah does not know that it will be like this" said Sarah approached Ibra.
"Yes it's okay. Ara is just immature" replied Ibra.
"Oh yes, Sarah. Can I ask you something?"
"Ask what, Mom?"
"Do you really like me?" ibra asked, but Sarah was silent.
"I hope your words to Ara are just playful" he continued, not getting an answer from the woman before him.
"No. I have loved Mas Ibra for a long time. Since Mas Ibra was still with Mba Viona," replied Sarah bluntly.
"So that's right?" Ibra gasped, not thinking what his wife was accusing was true. "But you know I only consider you a sister, and there's no way more than that" Ibra said.
"Yes I know. I also did not expect Mas Ibra to return my feelings. Ever since I heard that Mas Ibra was getting married, I had already thrown away my feelings. But for a moment I felt jealous when I found out that Ara was Mas Ibra's wife. You even married without love.... But Mas don't worry, I don't intend to interfere with your relationship really," said Sarah.
"Thank you for understanding. I never thought I would marry her either. He just came into my life. But, I'm happy, I love him very much at the moment" Ibra replied.
"Yes, I understand. Then I'll go home. Apologize to Ara, "said Sarah, then left Ibra.
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In the taxi, Ara continued to cry until the sound of her cell phone ringing stopped her crying.
Ara quickly wiped her tears and picked up the phone call that turned out to be from Bi Ratih.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Bi Ratih!" he said, after hearing the greetings from the middle-aged woman.
"Neng Ara why?" tanya Bi Ratih panicked. "Hello, Neng!" call him again when he gets no response from Ara.
"Not what, Bi. Ara was just happy to hear Aunt's voice. Ara misses Auntie, misses Dad too... Ara wants to go home." said Ara interrupted by his sobs.
"What's up, Neng? Did something happen?" Bi Ratih asked as calmly as possible, even though he was currently really worried. "Are you guys fighting?" coined. But Ara continued to sob, not answering Bi Ratih's question.
"Whatever problems you face, solve them well. Aunt Den Ibra sure is a good husband. Your marriage is still a corn, and problems will continue to exist in a household.... And Bibi hopes Neng Ara can solve Neng Ara's problem well."
"Yes, Bi. Thank you." Thank you."
"But if Neng Ara wants to go home, Bibi can come tomorrow" said Bi Ratih.
Ara shook her head quickly, although Bi Ratih was unable to see it. "Don't, Bi. Ara is just going to Miya's house now" Ara replied.
"Did Neng Ara leave the house?" asked Bi Ratih worriedly.
"No, Bi. Miya and Arumi asked me to come to her house. It looks like they're throwing a surprise party for me" he said, still hiccupping.
"alright. But after that go straight home, Neng. No matter how much trouble you face, do not ever think about leaving the house, because it will only complicate things" Bi Ratih advised.
"Yes, Bi. Ara understand. Thank you, Bi.... Ara misses Bi Ratih very much."
"Yes, Auntie also misses Neng Ara very much. Don't cry anymore, if Neng Ara continues to grieve, Neng Ara will make Bibi feel guilty for leaving Neng Ara."
"Yes, Bi. I didn't cry." Ara wiped away her tears that were still falling.
"Smart kid. Yes already Neng Ara be careful on the road. Say hi to them Auntie."
"Yes, Bi. Ara will say, Assalamu'alaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam!"
After ending her phone connection with Bi Ratih, Ara leaned her body against the car door and went back to thinking about her quarrel with Ibra, until she arrived in front of the boarding house Miya. Before entering, Ara first removed the remains of her tears that still fell occasionally.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" he said, knocking on Miya's door. Until a movement on the doorknob, made him stop the knock.
"Brave birthday!" yelled Arumi and Miya.
But the excitement stopped when he saw the face of Ara, with red eyes that still glazed.
"What's wrong with you?" asked Miya who was holding a birthday cake with a candle bearing the number 22 on it.
"Why you?" asked Arumi, who was also curious.
"No why-why. Let's go in." Ara blew out the cake candle that Miya held and went in ahead of her two best friends.
"What's wrong?" miya asked whispering to Arumi. But Arumi just slapped both of his shoulders not understanding.
After entering Miya's room and getting consecutive questions from her two best friends, Ara slowly tells the two of her problems.
"Am I wrong? Am I really still childish?" ask Ara to both.
"No, that's natural" replied Arumi.
"I don't think, how can there be a woman like her. Is he planning to take Brother Ibra away from you?" miya was upset.
"You better be here until Ibra realizes his mistake. How could he be so insensitive" Arumi said.
"Yes you stay here. Arumi will also be staying over" said Miya excitedly.
"Who said?" sahut Arumi's.
"My words just now," replied Miya scowling.
"It's good" said Arumi Ketus.
"But, will you?" ask Miya.
"Yes!" ketus Arumi's. Makes her get a hug from her best friend.
"Don't be lebay!" Arumi pushed up Miya's body, making Ara laugh at the behavior of the two.
Both of them are always their own entertainment. Makes her truly grateful to have both. He encouraged her to embrace both.
"I'm happy to have you."
"Yes I'm also very happy." Miya quickly returned Ara's embrace.
"That means I'm the only one who's unhappy" Arumi said.
Miya let go of her embrace, and stared intently at Arumi. "Really?"
"Kidding doang!" replied Arumi chuckled. Make both of them laugh.
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