BETWEEN YOU AND HIM
The Part 46
Syifa who tonight can not sleep because Reyhan from last number could not be contacted intend to find wind on the porch of the house. With a lackluster step, he opened the main door to exit the house. But how surprised he was when the door opened, in front of him appeared the person he was thinking about was currently holding a foreign woman.
" Dear...!" reyhan was surprised.
Syifa did not make a sound, only the sharp gaze she gave the man before her that did not let go of the woman next to her. Reyhan who immediately realized the sharp gaze of his lover immediately released Cathy's hand violently.
" www! Rey, what are you doing?!" squeak Cathy.
Reyhan paid no heed to Cathy's words directly chasing Syifa who returned to the house in anger.
" Dear, wait a minute...!" reyhan shouted while following Syifa's steps up the stairs.
" Detach...!" cry Syifa as Reyhan grabs her hand.
" Dear, what's wrong with you? Don't be mad like this dong?"
" Detach! Just take care of your girlfriend outside!"
Reyhan releases Syifa when she remembers that Cathy is still outside. Reyhan realized that his lover was jealous when he saw Cathy holding him earlier.
" You wait a minute, will you? I want to take care of Cathy for a while" Reyhan said with a smile and then returned down to meet the woman he was carrying from New York.
" It's really outrageous of you, Mom!" syifa then went into the room and locked her.
Reyhan went downstairs and found Cathy sitting in the living room, although she was not yet welcome to the house.
" Sorry, you stayed for a while" Reyhan said.
" Isn't that Syifa, Rey?" ask Cathy.
" Yes, he seems to be angry that you've been holding my arm" Reyhan said.
" Sorry, because I'm afraid the officer in front of me was looking at me weird."
" Huh...! His intention was to make a surprise even he's craving now." lamented Reyhan.
Five years of knowing Reyhan, Cathy and Steven can speak Indonesian although not too fluent. So Cathy was very happy when Reyhan allowed her to come to Indonesia.
" Let me persuade Syifa, Rey."
" He's stubborn, hard to persuade."
" Oh yeah, I'm tired. Is there a room for me?"
" Hadewh.the guest room must have not been cleaned, I told you to sleep with Syifa but she was angry again. Rest in my room let me clean the guest room first."
" Okay, thanks boss!"
Reyhan escorted Cathy to her room and she went back down after knocking several times Syifa's room was not opened either. Reyhan prefers to sleep on the sofa of the family room because it is lazy to clean the guest room.
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In the morning, Mama Salma came out of the room after the morning prayers with Papa Hendra. He used to help the waiter make breakfast every day.
" Tumben Syifa this hour hasn't come down yet?" mummified mama Salma.
Afraid of her adopted daughter getting sick or something, Mama Salma rushed up to her room to check on her condition. When she entered the room, she did not find Syifa. Mama thinks that Syifa may be in Reyhan's room because she often occupies her son's room when the owner is not at home.
When she opened the door, she was surprised to find a foreign girl sleeping in her son's room. He almost had a heart attack when he saw his son come out of the bathroom with wet hair.
" Rihaannn!" yelled mama Salma.
" Mama...?"
Reyhan was shocked to see his mother come into his room this early. Seeing her mother's anger, Reyhan understood that there must be a misunderstanding later because there was Cathy who was still sleeping soundly in her bed.
" You're too much, Rey! You can take a girl to your room!" hardik mama Salma's.
" Ma, Reyhan can explain this. He it_..."
" Already! My mom is disappointed in you!"
Mama Salma came out of Reyhan's room with heightened emotions until she involuntarily grabbed the vase furiously until it fell to the floor.
Pyaarrr!
The vase was smashed on the floor and made the servants scatter up to see him including papa Hendra.
Reyhan who has taken wudlu for prayer immediately pray before the sun rises.
" What's going on? What was that sound?" ask papa Hendra to the waiter.
" No idea, Sir. Looks like the source of the sound from upstairs." replied the waiter.
" Yes, let's check."
As he was about to go upstairs, Papa Hendra and some servants stopped his steps as mama Salma descended with a face full of anger.
" Mama... What's wrong?" ask paoa Hendra wonder.
" What does mama mean? Talk clearly?"
" You know what your son is doing now? She was alone with a woman in her room!"
" In the room? Is Reyhan back from America? Is he with Syifa?"
" Papa, look at it for yourself!"
Irritatedly she went to her room by slamming the door as hard as she could. His chest was so tight right now, there was a pain in his heart that could not be expressed. In between her tears of disappointment, mama Salma again remembered Syifa.
" Athaghfirullah.. does Syifa already know everything? Don't don't don't he get out of the house?" mummified mama Salma.
Meanwhile, Papa Hendra went straight upstairs and knocked loudly on Reyhan's room door. A foreign woman opened it by lowering her head.
" Who are you!" yelled papa Hendra.
" I'm sorry, Mr_.." said Cathy slowly.
" Pa, Reyhan will explain everything" said Reyhan, who just finished praying.
" What do you want to explain? It's obvious you're with him here. You should get married right now!"
" By! It's just a misunderstanding, Cathy it's_.." Reyhan said.
" Quiet! You never thought about Syifa's feelings!" snapped papa Hendra.
Papa Hendra came out of the room followed by Reyhan and Cathy. Downstairs, Mama Salma cries in the living room.
" lady... Why are you crying?" ask papa.
" Syifa, pa. Syifa left this morning - once in the morning. She wasn't in her room." said the mother crying.
Reyhan was surprised by his mother's words. Again and again, the girl left him. Reyhan immediately ran upstairs looking for Syifa.
" Dear, are you inside?" reyhan shouted knocking on Syifa's room.
There was no reply from inside, Reyhan went straight into his lover's room. There was no sign that Syifa was there. Reyhan checked all of Syifa's belongings, all of which were still neatly stored there. Clothes, cell phones, bags that he always carries everywhere, everything is still in place.
" Dear, where are you going?" Reyhan murmured.
Meanwhile below, mama was interrogating Cathy with a face full of anger.
" Who are you really? What's your relationship with Reyhan?" mama Salma's.
" Sorry, Madam. I'm Reyhan's secretary in New York." Cathy said slowly.
" Secretary Reyhan? Don't you fool me!"
" Patience, Ma." whispered papa.
Reyhan who just came down from the top floor immediately approached his mother who was in the midst of emotions.
" Ma, be patient. Reyhan will explain everything." Reyhan said.
" Yes, Ma. Give Reyhan a chance to explain." said papa softly.
" Look, Ma. So last night Reyhan came home all asleep. Only Syifa was still outside, opening the door for us. Maybe he misunderstood this too. This woman, she's my secretary in the office. If it's outside, he's my friend. Her name is Catherine, she wants to vacation in Indonesia for a few days. Sony knows him too, if you don't believe me you can ask him."
" Why did he sleep in the room with you? Syifa must have seen it,"
" We didn't sleep in the room, Reyhan slept here last night because Syifa didn't want to open the door. Reyhan wanted Cathy to sleep with Syifa because the guest room hasn't been cleaned yet."
" Sorry, Mister... Mistress.I've made a mess here. I'll be out of here soon." Cathy felt guilty.
" You're here, I want to find Syifa first." Reyhan said.
" But Rey.. It's better if I stay at the hotel." uvap Cathy doesn't want to add to the problem.
" Let Sony pick you up" Reyhan said.
Syifa did not bring a car so Reyhan could not track her. Reyhan searched in ordinary places but did not find his lover. His last hope was his parents' burial place. Reyhan wishes Syifa was there.
Although his body feels very tired, but Reyhan does not want to make his lover increasingly misunderstand him. At the funeral, Reyhan does not find Syifa there. Only the sprinkling of flowers is still new above the two tombs of Syifa's parents.
" He's just been from here, where else is he?"
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