BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

63. Gina

"He who?" I asked, after the girl disappeared from our sight.

"The name is Gina." replied Ken who began to switch back to choosing clothes for me.

"Yes, I know her name is Gina, I already mentioned her name. But where do you know?"

"It used to be that neighbor's time was still in Australia."

"Oh, near means?"

"Lumayan."

"It deserves to be awkward."

"Who's that awkward?"

"You. It looks so good. Like huh?"

"Huh? How do you accuse me?"

"I'm not accusing you, just talking according to facts!"

"You jealous, Ra?"

"No."

"Times?"

"Ken, you've been angry just because I know so much about Rangga. Now my feelings are the same when you awkwardly meet Gina."

"That means jealousy, dong?"

"No. How come back?"

"Hahaha, Rara, I'm obviously jealous because you know about Rangga. If her feelings are the same, then am I right?"

"Yes, then I'm jealous too."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"That means you love, dong?"

"I don't know."

"Kok so anyway? Ask her heart again. Jealous or not?"

"Ken, answer me, is he coming to dinner tonight?"

"It seems yes, because my mother has considered Gina like her own biological daughter. He would often play at home if he went to Jakarta."

"Ken, does that mean you've seen each other before?"

"A long time ago, Ra, we didn't meet. It might be two years. I was busy in Australia and he started his career in Egypt while studying. When he went to Indonesia, I was not home, and vice versa, when I played to his place, he was not at home."

"So you used to play at his house?"

"His name is also neighbor. Moreover, he has a brother whose age is not much different from me."

"Ihhhhh, then we buy this shirt!" I said, while taking a dusty pink shirt with a price of almost two million rupiah.

Sorry Ken, I'm too jealous. Why it feels so hot when you know that you often play at home, or vice versa. Now I just hope that between you there was nothing in the past.

***

"It's not finished yet?" ken asked, because I had almost an hour of sitting in front of the glass.

"Be a moment." I replied, while rereading the instructions of Aunt Wira, worried that the way of makeup was wrong.

"Ra, it's already half eight. Maybe dinner is over. The promise of Ba'da Isya. You want to make everyone at home wait how long? I'm hungry too!"

"No, I don't want to keep everyone waiting, I just want to make you hang out with me!" of course I just put it in my heart.

"Rara baby," Ken pulled my arm. "What is all this?" ask Ken. Suddenly he took a cleaning cotton swab, then removed the powder, to the foundation on the face. Then wipe my lipstick also that has been polished in such a way.

"Ken, why is it removed!" i protest. Already painstakingly making it, he casually wiped away without a remnant until my face came back plain.

"I told you, don't dance and get out of the house. Enough in front of me. Especially later at dinner there's my brother-in-law, and another cousin."

"But right?"

"It has. Let's go. You are beautiful only for me. In front of other people is ordinary!" Ken still held my hand until he got to the front of the car, after opening the car door, then I entered, then he moved next door, in front of the steering wheel. "This is how beautiful it is, the time will be added, the ease of those who see you!" he's still nagging.

Ken how the hell, when he did not understand, I wanted to look beautiful because there was a woman there. Someone I believe has been a meaningful person in Ken's life, the proof is they're equally awkward, it's just that Ken covered everything from me.

The car entered Ken's parents' house, after stopping, he swiftly opened the door, then let me down. Actually, I can go down by myself, but Ken always does.

Sure enough, there were many people present at Ken's house. My eyes were still watching one by one the guests present, but the figure was not there.

"So this is your wife, Ken?" ask a man, whose age may not be much different from ours. "I'm Rafi, Ken's cousin." he reached out his hand. "Sorry the time of the meeting and the reception did not come because I was in Australia again."

"Rara." I said, linking hands in front.

"Oh okay. You're not shaman." Rafi nodded her head. "Well, it's Gina!" yells.

Everyone stared at the newly arrived Gina. Then glanced at me. They did it a few times, which made me misbehave.

Ken, I'm going home!

I want to scream like that. Embarrassed. Just imagine, the dress that Gina wore was exactly the same as the one I was wearing. The difference is, she looks graceful like a princess of the king, while I am ordinary, perhaps more worthy of being called a khadimat.

"Geez, your clothes are the same."

"Yes, I can."

"Well, that's right."

"Ken, it turns out ...."

As the Ken brothers commented. Among the comments, there was also one who was ugly, saying that the dress was more suitable for Gina. Is that important to mention?

"Here we go, let's eat" said Mother, leading me to the dinner table followed by another brother. "This dinner was a welcoming party for the new member of our family, Rara. For me and her father Ken, Rara is not only a daughter-in-law, but she is already like our own daughter. So I hope the whole family can accept and treat Rara well."

What my mother said made me so excited. I don't know why I feel comfortable being by my mother's side. I'm sure you're a good in-law and I'm very lucky to have a mother-in-law like this.

"Come on Ra, sit here" said the mother, inviting me to sit next to her seat, while Ken sat by my other side.

During my time at the dinner table, I really noticed my comfort. When my plate started to empty, my mother offered me extra food.

"Eat a lot, Ra. To be healthy" said mother. "From now on Rara not only takes care of herself, but also becomes a friend to Ken. Rara had to be patient enough to face Ken who might be a lot of trouble."

"Lho, I told you so anyway ma'am. Did Ken bother you, Mother?" ask Ken.

"You're not aware, Ken. Your attitude that always wants to be perfect in everything is troublesome mother, you know" said second brother Ken.

"Well, is that right?" Ken pretended not to know, causing a debate between the two brothers, while the father and mother only shook their heads.