CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTERS 14. WEDDING PLANS

"How are you Kay?" ask Azmi. If calculated it might have been more than ten minutes both of them were silent to each other. Kayra who was busy looking at the floor, and Azmi who was busy calmed herself down.

The door of the house was wide open, the gate was not closed at all, the young man's Fortuner car was parked neatly outside the yard of Kayra and Iqbal's house. They just sit quietly, both of them. There was no one at home, Bu Surti chose to take Raissa to the complex park, gathered with another mother, Mr. Kusnan was taking Iqbal to campus.

"Thank God be good" answered Kayra as she was.

"You don't want me to hear about Kay?" tanya Azmi fished for the girl in front of her to issue more sentences.

"You're healthy, right?" ask Kayra. "You're not healthy you can't get here very well" Kayra said. His face was not lifted at all, he still faithfully looked at the marble floor of his house.

Azmi chuckles small. "But in fact, I'm not healthy anymore Kay," said Azmi. The young man glanced at Kayra who was still in her position, only that the girl bit her lower lip, a habit she often did while holding back cries or emotions that were not successfully released.

"I want to tell you something, Kay?" azmi asked for the girl's approval in front of her.

"Please,"

"Because I met Clara Kay" he said. He was no longer looking at Kayra, but he chose to do the same with the girl. Both look down. "Clara who met yesterday with me was also much different from Clara who used to be Kay. He changed a lot, he told a lot about his son and his mother. Yesterday I had a lot of conversations with him, he also told me how good you are with Acha to him. Though he is evil with you he said," Azmi chuckled softly. Funny indeed if remembered again, he himself did not expect if Clara who had done evil to Acha was actually helped in such a way by the late girl. "Clara nitip greetings with you Kay, she also came to the tomb of Acha. He's a-"

"Yourselves?" ask Kayra. Right now he raised his face, waiting for the answer that Azmi would give him.

Azmi smiled faintly. "No, but I tell him if he wants to eat Acha to be escorted by his key man. You see, the tomb is similar, so afraid of stray," said Azmi explained.

"He wants to see you, he said, but he can't. Because that afternoon he also had to go back to Jogja,"

"I say hello to her when you meet again" said Kayra, leaning on her back, this time he changed to play his fingers lentik make Azmi again smile considering he who had grasped the finger when Kayra cried in fear.

"Kay?"

"Hem?"

"I want to marry Clara,"

Silent. More than five seconds only filled with the sound of children playing in the street in front of his house. Kayra herself was trying to digest the sentence that had just slid off Azmi's lips.

The young man took a breath for a moment, then resumed. "I know, Clara may not be as good as you and Acha as a woman. He may still like his prayer hole, he has not closed the aurat perfectly like the two of you. But I'm sure she's a woman who's no less good than you Kay" Azmi said. The young man continued to speak, not allowing the slightest bit for Kayra to digest every single one of her words. "I'm the same he had a bad past Kay, I'm not a good man and maybe because that's also why God doesn't allow us to be together. You're too good for me Kay,"

Azmi shook her head many times. "No Kay, not at all,"

"Clara wants?"

Azmi nodded. "He needs a partner, right? We both need each other. I can't keep hoping for you" Azmi said.

"So when?"

"God willing, it won't be long for Kay" Azmi replied carefully. "If God permits it then the end of this month,"

"So fast?" kayra asked between sure and unsure.

Azmi nodded slowly. "I also have ng-"

"Sir Iqbal came home, you said the same to him. I want to go in first" Kayra said goodbye.

Without much asking Azmi just nodded her head. She had no right to prevent Kayra from leaving even though she wanted so badly to, then there was no other choice but to let the girl who still held the highest position in her heart go while trying to smile at Iqbal who got down from the car.

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"Lo's sure?" ask Iqbal. The young man had also heard the story from Azmi. The story is not much different from what the young man told Kayra, his wife. "Lo didn't turn Clara into an impingement because I married Kayra, did he?" ask Iqbal again.

Azmi is silent, she herself does not know if she is indeed married to Clara on the basis of love and worship or just for her lust.

"Why mi?" ask Iqbal. "Buddy?" ask the young man again. "Gue know in your heart there's still Kayra's name, right?"

"It's not easy to forget he's bang" Azmi said. "Lo know for myself how sweet I am as your wife first," he said again. I don't know if there's a human like Azmi out there, who without feeling guilty shows his affection for his friend's wife. "I honestly don't know, I don't know if I really made this decision or not. But obviously I'm the same Clara both need, we need each other. It is not possible that Clara will forever alone, while she herself has difficulty believing in the same man other than us. And me?" Azmi chuckles small. "There is a better woman bang than your wife, or if it is not as good as your rich wife," said Azmi.

Iqbal was silent, the young man himself was confused as to what kind of answer to give. "There must be a lot out there mi,"

"Where's bang? Wh who? Point it at me," Azmi cleared her throat slowly, trying to temper her suddenly ignited emotions. "There may be a bang, but would anyone accept my past other than Kayra?"

"Gue did not feel comfortable meeting Kayra first, but what I was afraid of was me who so put my own standards as high as Kayra. I'm not an elo, I'm not a good man who deserves to be with a good woman. And yes, maybe with Clara we can learn from each other,"