Behind Ayesha's Silence

Quietest

Mr. Tardi stopped a luxury car painted with blue legundri in front of the gate that read Batik Lintang Sewu. Picking up the device from the pocket of the shirt, calling the security guard, reporting if you want to take Ayesha to a guest. Seconds later, he ended the report, returning the device to the shirt pocket. 

Slowly but surely, at a speed of twenty kilometers per hour, drive the car to the yard of a house the size of a football field. The difference is, the yard of this house on the edges planted with various fruit trees. Longan, matoa, rambutan, avocado, durian, mango, water guava, guava, namnam, kepel, bidara, pomegranate, Balinese orange, grape, apple and coconut ivory. 

Wow, what an amazing tralala!

Ayesha was amazed by it. He had never seen a house like this. 

Turns out that-after passing the page-trip isn't over yet. They still have to wait for the security guard to open the gate. Ayesha until ************ her finger, a sign that she is running out of patience. Not expecting also, if the Bude Laksmi family is already rich as it is today. In the past, when he was a child, he was mediocre. Yes, look-alike, with the Princess Eyang. 

[Girls, I've arrived at Mas Lintang's house, nih!] Ayesha gave word to the Smart Beautiful Trio. [Wow, the soap opera house, you know. Hye.] 

[Cieh, the Ayang Embeb apple!] Sachi was already directly horrified. [Ehem, don't forget it, give it to us!]

[Have fun, Girl. Don't beat up Sachi about souvenirs. But if you want to send us a typical snack Jogja the most yummy and fun for nongki-nongki, we will not refuse. Ahaha!]

[Ssttt, don't be noisy, girls. Here I'm getting out of the car. Crazy, they welcome me, like I did that princesa! Ckckckck ... Over dose not really, if that's it?] 

Right, in front of there, more precisely on the front porch of Bude Laksmi, Pakde Haryo and Mas Lintang also Mbok Nah has been waiting for Asyeha with his solemnity. Semu cupped his hands on his chest, put a face sumringah except Latitude. He looks very stiff and nervous. Funny thing is, his eyes look cold. 

"Asheha .. Oh, beautiful!" Bude Laksmi ahead welcome. Experiencing, kissing the right and left cheeks, hugging warmly. "Oh, there's a girl, pretty like a doll. Uh, what's that name, Barbie? Wow, you must be so proud, Nduk!"

"Mbak Pineapple …!" Bude Laksmi also greeted Mbak Nanas with a sincere and welcome attitude. "Come on, monggo please come in, all."

Pakd Haryo chimed in with special hospitality. "Monggo, please enter Ayesha, Madam Nanas. Welcome to our humble home. His mother Lintang had been waiting for you, earlier. Until pacing around like an iron."

All laughs including the latitude. Laughing like a lamb lost in the wilderness. 

"Lho, Cross!" Bude Laksmi reprimanded Lintang who was busy playing with the cable bracelet on his left hand. "You haven't shaken up your sister Asyeha, have you? Oalah, Lintang ... His sister came, instead of being welcomed and dikuekin like that?"

"Hello, Mas Latitude!" Relax, relax, enjoy Asyeha reaching out. His soft, soft and melodious voice made the cat-loving man fascinated. The more he realized that his cousin's sister was not a child anymore. It has grown into a blue-eyed angel. "How are you?"

***

"A--I'm good, you?" Mas Lintang is more than nervous, a gasp. The cold disposition within him eroded into warmth. It is not usually like this in the presence of any woman, from the ugliest to the prettiest. Even if he had to admit honestly, he always lost in front of the Sexy Beauty whoever it was. Well, this is Ayesha, the angel said blue. Skinned as white as bengkoang. Waist-length hair, blondes and curls make her look prettier. Not to mention her sweet smile. On top of that, Lintang sees Ayesha as a kind, sincere, empathetic and intelligent child. "Gi--Where's your school going, smoothly, right?"

Ayesha gave a sweet smile. "Alhamdulillah, well, Mas Lintang." 

Both are smiling now. Ayesha directly used a reliable camera inside her eyes to scan the mischief in Mas Latang. While Mas Lintang itself was more and more astonished, how could he turn into this warm? Ah, maybe because Ayesha is her own cousin's sister, she thought. 

The two people who used to be very close in childhood were both chuckling again, blushing in shame. 

"Yes Mom, just a minute." Mas Lintang said, inviting Ayesha into the living room, with a special gesture in the look in her eyes. "Come, Ayesha! My mother's gonna go hunting up, it's gonna turn up bad."

Smiling to himself but remaining professional, Madam Nanas accompanied their steps into the living room. 

[Nas, how's Ayesha? Not much behavior, is it?] Just now Eyang Putri sent a message in the chat room. [Don't forget Nas, we've started to execute all our plans. You have to be good at looking after Ayesha. Do not be suspicious and even thwart everything.] 

[Well, Ndoro Putri. Ready-to-do.]

[You are more resolute with him, do not be afraid! Let him be a successful man later. I don't want Ayumi's experience to repeat itself in her life. That's too cruel!]

***

"Here, my room." Mas Lintang opened the door on which hung a rattling and some small dolls. Rabbits, cats, tigers, lions, dolphins and nemo fish. "Do you want to look inside?" He offered to widen the door. Precede to enter with awkward attitude. Stretch out both hands. "Yes, this is how it's called a boys' room. Hehehehe …!" 

Ayesha was still standing outside the door of the room. Very reluctant to enter the private room Mas Lintang even in the framework of home tour. Moreover, his cousin's brother was not the same as the one before when he came. The cold again felt like the first time we met in the room of Eyang Putri. Being indifferent also makes you uncomfortable.

"Sure, you don't want to look around my room?" Mas Lintang approaching. "There's a Moli, inside. Still sleeping him. You also cat lover, right, Ayesha? She's so sweet, you know. Cute, cute, gemoy!" 

Ayesha changed her mind. Without even glancing at Madam Nanas in the slightest he immediately walked quickly inside. Just imagining Ayesha was already in a state of anxiety, a snarl. Must be the Moli who was meant by Mas Latang, the fur is clean, soft and fragrant. Fun to be on my lap, spoiled. 

"Hello, Moli!" Ayesha had directly stroked Moli's body which was grayish-white. "Oh, you're so cute, anyway? Gems, gems!"

Mas Lintang also stroked Moli's back, playing with her long tail that moved funny. 

"Are you keeping a cat, too, Ayesha?" 

"Ummm, at home Jakarta anyway, Mas. At the house of Eyang Putri this has not. Just thought about it, but afraid of not agreeing with his Daughter. Hihihihi …!"

"Oh, huh?" 

Asyeha nodded to comment on the knotty smile that immediately took away the admiration of Mas Lintang. 

"Yes, come closer, Eyang Daughter. Tell me you like pet cats. Fun, make a playmate. Yes, although it is a bit of a hassle too, take care of it. Must be diligent and cleaning."