CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTERS 1. NOT A DREAM WEDDING

"Click dong Kay, don't cry and hold gini" said Shilla. The girl even accompanies Kayra to sleep, making sure her best friend doesn't do anything strange. "Gue doesn't know what to do if you're gini" he said again, hugging Kayra's head covered in a white hijab. "This is also your own choice, right, not that I want to turn on you. But it's you who made this decision to let Mba Acha be there" said the girl.

Kayra took a deep breath, the girl forced a beautiful smile on her red lips. Looking at himself in the mirror. She looked so pretty this morning, with a professional hand polish. But unfortunately the look on his face did not show happiness, making Kayra's aura not radiated. "Sorry yes Shill,"

"Sorry for what?" ask Shilla. "Lo there's nothing wrong with me,"

"Sorry, if maybe later I can't be a good brother-in-law," Kayra smiled wryly. "Yes, you know I'm not as good as Acha Shill,"

Shilla wiped her tears. "Lo what the fuck is Kay," said Shilla. "The same Elo mba Acha is the same for me, you are both good, you are the same means yourself" said the girl again.

"Help me yes Shill," Kayra flipped her chair, the girl staring right in both of Shilla's eyes which today are decorated with blue-colored softlens, making the two girls' irises look prettier than usual. "Gue has no other purpose than to make Acha proud of me Shill, I can just say yes to him, without thinking about anything else," Kayra sighed softly. "Even then I forgot that I also have Azmi,"

The two were silent for a long while, making the boisterous on the first floor increasingly clear. 

"Nobody said anything to Azmi?" 

Kayra shook her head slowly. "No" he answered briefly. "And he didn't ask me for any explanation, either" Kayra smiled resignedly. The smile that looked so smothering Shilla's chest. "Gue can't give her any explanation, either," 

Shilla pulled Kayra into her arms, patting the shoulder of the girl who was now bearing a burden that was definitely very heavy. "Gue is always there for elo Kay" Shilla said.

She herself is not necessarily strong if in the position of Kayra, the girl did nothing wrong, the goal is good that her best friend has "gone home" first feel calm because it has entrusted her husband with the right person. But of course the skewed view Kayra will get as well, maybe even someone will think Kayra secretly in a relationship with Iqbal long before Acha died.

*****

Artar hugged his brother, the young man could not help his tears as soon as he saw Kayra in a white kebaya dress. "Mbakk," he called slowly. He knew that what Kayra did today was not a bad thing. "Never feel alone, you know if you have me" said Artar again.

Kayra nodded slowly. "Yes, I know Ar, thank you very much" he said.

"The story if there's nothing, mbak," 

"Surely," Kayra replied quickly.

Unlike when she was with Shilla, with Artar, Kayra did not shed her tears at all. It was as if he had never regretted this decision he had taken.

"Lo want to stay here mbak?" tanya Artar looked around her which was still crowded. Although the marriage was only attended by close relatives, in fact, it came even far from being expected. "Aren't you at home?" 

"Now I am the wife of Iqbal Ar" Kayra said. "It's the best for me, yes,"

Artar crouched down, the young man was between his brother and also his sister. "Amel," he called slowly. "Amel goes with Artar, right? Ma'am Kay has to rest" he said in a soft tone.

"Bak jawabbab" said Amel again. The boy was not even willing to let go of his embrace on Kayra's neck. "Why is it the same with Azmi? Amel wants to be the same Azmi mas mbak not the same mas Iqbal," said Amel again.

Kayra wiped away her tears, the girl bit her lower lip slowly. "Darling," he called his only sister. "Amel can't say that, yes" he said again, wiping away the tears that stuck to Amel's puffed cheeks.

"But Amel wants Azmi not Iqbal" he said, still crying in Acha's arms. "I want Azmi mbak,"

"But Kay couldn't be the same as Azmi Amel" Kayra said. The girl let go of her embrace, holding both of her sister's shoulders. "The fool is in the hands of God, maybe indeed mas Azmi and mba Kay are not a match, can not be like mama same papah. What Kay asked from Amel, Amel do'ain mbak and also mas Azmi there. Because Amel was a good son, Amel's do'a must have been heard with God," 

"Udah yes, now Mas anter Amel to mamah yes," said Artar. The young man took over his sister. "Gue to mamah first yes mbak, lo if you need any phone," said the young man.

*****

After the death of her sister, Kayra was alone. The girl was busy with her thoughts, the string of sentences that Amel said continued to sound in her ears. Suddenly a feeling of guilt appeared, he clearly knew very well if Amel really craved the figure of Azmi as his older brother. 

Azmi who always invited him to play, Azmi who always took him to school, Azmi who not even rarely suddenly came home just to invite Amel to eat outside. Yes Amel, only Amel was alone with the young man.

"Gue never thought, if what we have planned carefully must fall apart like this" said the girl. Her tears kept coming down her thin cheeks. "There's a lot I want to tell elo, but it turns out I'm not up to the heart. I'm selfish, I know that. I want to make Acha calm up there, but on the other hand I don't think about the feeling of elo,"

"Why don't you refuse Acha's request?" said Iqbal who had suddenly appeared in the doorway. "Why don't you refuse Acha's request? If you yourself do not want to do all this, if you yourself feel you have harmed many people. Even you crushed Amel's great hopes" Iqbal said.

Kayra was like being cornered by the young man, the girl was like being blamed for the decision she took some time ago so that there was a marriage that had never been imagined by her at all. 

"I never thought you'd agree to Acha's request," 

Kayra was still silent, the girl was still trying to calm herself down. Being in one room alone with just Iqbal for the first time turned out to be quite stressful. Especially now that Iqbal treats him as if he is the bad one here.

"I never thought this was what Acha asked of me, sir," Kayra said. His voice was clearly in his ears. Although it trembled slightly, but he was trying to protect himself from being constantly cornered.

"And you immediately agreed to my wife's request?!" her tone rose by an octave, making Kayra bite her lower lip. "You're selfish Kay,"

"Why don't you just refuse? Why is it like I'm wrong here. Though if you think about it, it's the father who is more free to refuse Acha's request," said Kayra. "Why am I suddenly the suspect?" her tears just fell.

Without answering, Iqbal left Kayra alone. The young man himself was also perplexed about his continuation, as Acha brought half of himself to go with the beautiful girl