Behind Ayesha's Silence

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Accompanied by Aunt Mika, Ocha and Sachi depart for Yogyakarta to visit Ayesha. How surprised they were when they found out about the move of the Sweet Friend to there. Strange as well they feel. Isn't Jakarta with all its colors and stories already a palace? 

"Why the hell, Auntie, Ayesha's having a school change?" Ocha who started the protest should coincide with the take off time of the plane they were on. "Geez! No more news, ugh!"

"Yes, Auntie!" Sachi who had been busy braiding her hair. "We are, are we not, a great loss?"

"Yes, Auntie doesn't know either!" Finally Aunt Mika opened her voice. "Later, you guys just ask me right away, same Ayesha?" 

Both Ocha and Sachi both put on sullen faces. While Aunt Mika casually turned her eyes away from the window. For him Ayesha's move did not have a negative effect at all. Quite the contrary, he can launch a persuasion to Papa. Every day, full twenty-four hours until finally losing, raise your hands high. Aunt Mika is one hundred percent sure of that.

"Ayesha doesn't know we're coming, does she, Auntie?" Ocha adjusts the sound to make it sound more pleasant. "We'd like to give you some surprise."

"Surprise …!" Sachi brandished both of his thumbs after putting on a cheerful face. "Mara …!"

Aunt Mika confirmed that their arrival was a secret. He also said he was not a traitor. It is impossible to divulge the secrets of Ayesha's close friends who are considered like her own nephews. What's in it anyway if Ayesha finds out? It could be that Ayesha is angry or at least disappointed. 

"Well, thank you very much, Aunt Mika!" Ocha and Sachi are almost at the same time. 

Aunt Mika only commented a thin smile. Again and again, he chose to look far out the window. Thinking about how to conquer Papa? Everything has been done, including shopping for kitchen needs and cooking. Yeah, it's been three days that Aunt Mika's been cooking for Papa. Not a woman if she wants to conquer the heart of a man, then she must be good at two things. In the kitchen and in bed.

"What a pity are you, Ayesha?" 

Ocha responded immediately. "Surely, Aunt Mika. Ayesha, the best, Aunt. Multi talents. But most importantly, he was a sweet friend. Kind, helpful …!"

"Hahaha …!" Sachi laughed off. "Right, right and it's real. Not to mention, he's his loyal son, Aunt Mika. That's it, Ayesha, to be honest. Plain, like a little boy."

Mika was stunned to hear Ocha and Sachi's explanation. Her thoughts drifted quickly to a week ago, as she and Papa made out in the kitchen. "Surely he's mad at Auntie!" Unknowingly Aunt Mika said the sad confession.

"I mean Auntie?" Ocha responded super quickly.

Sachi chimed in while tilting his head, making it easier to see Aunt Mika's eyes. "So, are you guys really marahan? Why, Auntie, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's fitting that Ayesha doesn't tell us. No more time, right, Aunt Mika?"

***

"Where, how?" Ask Eyang Putri to the point as soon as it arrives at the mutually agreed table, table number one. "You agree, right, that Ayesha is the same latitude we betrothed?"

"I agree, just agree, Bulik Sekar." Wise, Bude Laksmi gave a response. "If you are, Kangmas?" 

Being confronted with such a super important question, Pakde Haryo was clearly shocked. He almost choked on the warm ginger tea he had just sipped. "If I did, it would depend on latitude. How is he, not to be betrothed to Ayesha? He's just having fun finding money, isn't he, Diajeng? Just actively pioneering efforts. Masa, are we getting married?"

Bude Laksmi was bearded, digesting Pakde Haryo's answer. "Yes too, Kangmas? Uh, but the marriage, right, isn't it now? Iha Wong, Ayesha is still second grade High School. Isn't that right, Bulik Sekar?"

The Princess nodded small, developing an optimistic smile. "Well, that's right said Jeng Laksmi. I mean, let them know each other first that's it, Dimas Haryo. Let's be familiar, let's not be surprised later if we marry. How's it?" 

Bude Laksmi and Pakde Haryo both attached views. It is as if we are making inner contact. Speak directly from heart to heart. This is not an easy thing. Mas Lintang their only child. Do not be rash in making decisions. While true, in terms of seedlings, weights and bebet, Ayesha certainly can. Both come from noble families. The problem is whether Mas Lintang will accept this matchmaking? 

Meanwhile, the Princess who realized that she had not ordered anything immediately raised her hand, calling the maid. In my heart touched with shame. Because fiery talk about the matchmaking of favorite grandchildren, to forget that they are in the restaurant. It's a shame not to order drinks or food at all. Not polite.

"Where, Jeng Laksmi?" Princess put on a serious face again. "Yes, Jeng Laksmi and Dimas Haryo right, already know how Ayesha is? No need, I who convey later even impressed imaging. Hehehehe, after all this is also not coercive, really. If you want to be grateful, if you don't like it, it doesn't matter. Yes, the name is also good faith and goodwill, no need to cover up, right?"

***

Faced with Pineapple Mbak, Ayesha walks to the car park area. She had just finished her first class at the JJ Swimming Club. Not too much fun - the members are mostly male - but appreciable, can treat longing with Ocha and Sachi who are mermaid aka like to play water. 

"Where, Ndoro Alit?" Ma'am Nanas question broke the silence created between them. "Safe, right?"

Ayesha only commented a thin smile. 

"Hopefully, Ndoro Alit? Because this is one of the educational programs of Ndoro Putri for Ndoro Alit. Oh yes, I have also registered Ndoro Alit at JJ Archery Club and riding lessons."

Ayesha stopped her steps spontaneously. So, this is the purpose of the Princess invites her to stay in one house? It was fun, to the point that he felt like he was a robot. 

Ms Nanas knows Ayesha doesn't like it but calmly continues. "One more, dancing lessons. Yes, Ndoro Alit. Later, Ndoro Alit will be taught regional dances in the archipelago. Modern dance is also. Ummm, Ndoro Alit want to join ballet lessons too? If you want, I'll register so that next week can go directly in."

"It looks like Ayesha is going back to Jakarta, Madam Nanas."