Behind Ayesha's Silence

Drama

The Princess concluded a smile. Gesticulating so that Mommy Nanas leaves her alone with Ayesha. 

"Ummm, we drink the same tea as Bude Laksmi, Eyang Putri?" Ayesha asked curiously. As he remembered Mbak Nanas did not provide any information about this tea ceremony. "Bude Laksmi, isn't it, Princess Eyang? Not the same with Pakde Haryo and Mas Lintang?"

"Yes, just Bude Laksmi, Ayesha."

"Oh?"

"Yes, you change clothes first, huh? Anda is beautiful." Said Eyang Putri while putting an empty glass next to the dispenser. "Which comes down first huh, Ayesha? Poor old budemu wait a long time."

Ayesha gave a small nod with a clumsy smile. In his heart came many questions which he himself was unable to answer. Why does the Princess often invite Bude Laksmi to the house? Aren't both super busy as entrepreneurs of batik cloth? Even more strangely, why did the Princess not tell anything about the arrival of Mas Lintang yesterday morning? The Princess even acted as if Ayesha knew nothing of it. 

"Well, don't let us wait too long huh, Cah Ayu? Honey later, if the tea is cold.!"

"Okay, Princess!" Ayesha has no other answer. That was all, even though he was finally sorry. What reason did he have to quickly join the Eyang Putri and Bude Laksmi? At most he was just a good listener. 

Like before, dinner time together. In fact, it is precisely Mas Lintang who became a star. All attention was focused on him. Practically, automatically Ayesha just become a true listener. Enjoy the entire dinner in silence. Even if you have to speak, yes, just hem or he'emh.

Geck, tok, tok! 

"Ndoro Alit, Ndoro Putri has been waiting at the side flower garden!" Madam Nanas told from the front door. "It's over, isn't it, change the clothes?" 

"No, Madam Pineapple!" Riled up, Ayesha exclaimed from inside the room. "Later when it's over Ayesha's down."

"I wait here, Ndoro alit, until Ndoro Alit is done."

Ayesha did not answer, focusing on buttoning the sidomukti batik tunic she chose as an outfit this afternoon. Sweet, elegant. It fits perfectly with its white skin, so it looks whiter. When it comes to batik clothes, the Princess is the expert. Jago mixes with the event. The only thing that is unfortunate is why batik? Ayesha doesn't like it. The effect is like eye-yang want arisan. Not to mention the jewelry, why batik too? Really troublesome!

Derrrttt, derrr!

Just now Ayesha finished dressing up with all the drama, suddenly Papa voice call. Though he was ready to come out, joining the Princess Eyang and Bude Laksmi in Tea Time. Yes, although not wholeheartedly, anyway. Than to have a problem with the Princess Eyang? 

It's hideous!

Derrrttt, derrr!

Papa's name crept up on the smartphone screen, adding to the anger in Ayesha's heart. He was also agitated because he did not want anyone to know the problems that existed between them. Secret to death. For the girl of mixed Dutch blood with Indonesia, the problem of Papa and Aunt Mika is a huge disgrace. Justjust wonderful. 

[Ayesha please, don't even once Papa calls Ayesha! Didn't Papa find Papa's own happiness after Mama left us for all eternity? Please, don't drown Ayesha's happiness here. Good bye!]

***

Bude Laksmi looked in amazement at Ayesha who had just entered the flower garden. The delicate fragrance of her perfume made her even more enchanted. Ayesha looks so perfect in her eyes. It is very appropriate to be lured into a dream daughter-in-law. Mas Lintang must be happy living with him. Not only beautiful, Ayesha is also a good girl. From the clarity of his sea blue eyeballs, Bude Laksmi was able to scan the sincerity in his heart.

"Sorry, Princess. Ayesha had to dry her hair first." 

Princess Eyang and Bude Laksmi both spread smiles.

"Oh, dry your hair?"

"Yes, please, Jeng Laksmi .. Ayesha's hair is thick and long. So long ago. Just wear a hair dryer for half an hour, just dry."

Ms. Laksmi nodded her head in pleasure. "Yes, it's okay, Bulik Sekar. I can understand, really. Oh yeah, Ayesha, when do you have free time?"

Stunned, Ayesha turned the question around. "Sleave time, Bude Laksmi?" 

Bude Laksmi nodded steadily. "Bude wants to take you for a walk, all playing to Bude's house. You've never seen a Bude batik boutique, have you? When you were a kid, the boutique didn't exist. Just in the preparation stage."

Princess Eyang has not had time to tell Ayesha that Bude Laksmi also has a batik boutique business. Naturally, if Ayesha behaves in astonishment. More precisely amazed, confused and astonished.

"Ayesha!" Eyang Putri grasped gently and warmly his hands. "You wait for your answer, you know. When do you have free time?" 

Asked like that by the Princess, Ayesha was irritated instead. In the heart of rumbling at length is the point is not the Princess who knows more about the schedule of her activities? Why pretend not to know, anyway? 

"Yes, ummm, Sunday afternoon." 

The Princess chuckled to hear Ayesha's reply. "Well, yeah. Sunday afternoon, Jeng Laksmi. Please, if you want to take Ayesha for a walk? Once in a while, let Ayesha be more happy here. Ayesha, right?"

"OK, Bulik Sekar. Tomorrow afternoon I come here again, pick up Ayesha. Mumpung Lintang also work holiday if Sunday."

***

Not just a dark cloud. Tonight the atmosphere became tense at the house of Eyang Putri, starting with a small quarrel between Aunt Mika and Ayesha. 

Aunt Mika picked up Ocha's phone because Ayesha had not finished her bath. Ayesha did not accept, of course, because she felt her privacy was compromised. Clearly he showed an angry attitude in front of Aunt Mika. 

"Not polite!" Ayesha fizzled while taking over her beloved smartphone from Aunt Mika's hand. "You know the other man's business"

"Lho, what are you, saying that?" Tegur Aunt Mika while in such a way arranging the sound so as not to attract the attention of the Princess. "This aunt is your aunt, you know. If it's like this, who's not polite, huh?"

Increasingly angry, Ayesha pointed at Aunt Mika's face. Walk closer, gluing a sharp view. "A crooked aunt. It's not polite either. Conscious, Aunt Mika. Auntie, mean to know, don't you? Can you make out with Papa when we were still joined on the passing of Mama? Aunty's out of conscience, huh?"

"Heh, it's good that you're talking!" Spray Aunt Mika while pulling face back, away from Ayesha. "Children still stink kencur alone already cocky talk about conscience! You're the one, who doesn't have a heart-nura-"

"Oh, huh? What proof?" Cut Ayesha sharp. "Don't just accuse me, Auntie! Don't be the thief who yells, the thief, the thief!"