CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTERS 16. TESTPACK

"Lo still don't want to talk to me Ra?" asked Azmi to her sister. "It's been three days right, lo diemin I gini," he said again. "Gue would have said that I was wrong Ra. "Ko lo is still angry si, besides I am the same he is also on the basis of the same will. I don't mean him and he doesn't mean me, either,"

Tara lifted her face from the laptop screen in front of her. "Elo think carefully? Marriage is not just a bond between a man and a woman. You know that, right?" ask Tara.

Azmi nodded. The young man gave a small smile after hearing his sister's voice again. "Gue knows Ra, I've been thinking about all this, too,"

"Gue wanted to ask one thing," Tara said. "May i?"

"Of course,"

"If later brother Iqbal same mbak Kayra parted, are you sure you will not be satisfied?" ask Tara. A very trapping question Azmi is still stuck in the past with Kayra. "Can't answer you, can you?" asked because it had been almost five minutes the young man was just silent.

"Gue can't answer that yet Ra,"

"Lo just wants to be Clara's impingement because you're sure she still likes elo and won't refuse you so you invite her to marry,"

"Lo know where it's from,"

"Gue knows everything,"

"Do you know where Ra is?" ask Azmi again.

"It's not an elo business I know where," replied Tara who was reluctant to answer Azmi's question.

"Shilla?"

"Jawab, yes,"

"Greater than him,"

"Gue said answer my question," said Tara because she was getting upset with her brother who seemed to avoid the question.

"You can say yes, you can also say no" Azmi replied.

"Why is that?"

"Gue I admit I'm not a good man, and I've also told elo my past the same Clara that not everyone knows. And you know some of my stories from Shilla. I did it with her before I signed with Kayra. But at that time I did not have the same feeling Clara, I just wanted to make her tell me who Mr. X it. But unfortunately until now he himself does not want any story with us," said Azmi.

"Because that's why you're benefiting him?"

"Gue don't benefit her Tara, you dreadin I used to can't si?"

"Yes okay okay, go on,"

"Yes that is it, which I obviously sincerely want to invite Clara to marry so we can both learn to be better. I told you that we are not good people and have a bad past. Maybe with that too we can learn to do better,"

"And how about my question?"

"Which question is Ra?"

"Why if later fit elo same Clara married and mba Kay same brother Iqbal even split?"

"No way,"

"Why is it not possible?"

"Bang Iqbal couldn't have dropped the talc to Kayra Ra,"

"We never know" said Tara.

*****

Kayra spends her time alone in the capital's library. The girl had just delivered Raissa to Acha's parents' house due to a request from Abah.

"May I sit here?"

Kayra raised her face, the girl did not immediately reply but turned her head to her right and left. Make sure that there is no empty seat other than the seat in front of him. "Please" he answered briefly. Without wanting to engage in any longer chatter, Kayra chose to put on her earphones. And the next second the girl was again busy with her own world.

Dimas. He is Dimas, a young man who once knew Iqbal and Acha, and a young man who had met Kayra at a hospital.

The young man gave a small smile, he ignored the book he had chosen earlier and preferred to pay attention to Kayra who still looked beautiful even though only the girl's hazel eyes were visible.

"Do you need to be with me?"

"Eh?" Scratching his non-itchy nape, the young man was caught watching Kayra.

"I knew you were watching me" said Kayra. The girl then closed the book, she also removed the earphones that she had not been wearing for a long time.

"Don't you remember me?" ask Dimas. Trying to lure Kayra, yes even though they only met once.

"Have we known before?"

"We met at the hospital" Dimas replied. "That's when you gave me mineral water,"

Kayra frowned, trying to recall her memories of the hospital. "When?" ask the girl because there is absolutely no memory of the young man who claimed to have met her.

"Maybe about six or seven months ago" Dimas replied. "In the hospital park," he added.

Kayra grimaced a little, the girl then picked up her bag, preparing to leave this place. "I'm sorry, I don't remember that" Kayra said. "I'll excuse you, please,"

Dimas smiled slightly, it turned out to be his guess. The girl was a masterpiece, the girl he had been looking for a long time. "What ring is he wearing?"

*****

Kayra removed her headscarf, before the girl had already locked the door of her room. Fearful if suddenly Iqbal comes in and finds himself not wearing a hijab.

The girl stared at her reflection in the mirror, nothing changed with Kayra, before or after her marriage to Iqbal, everything was still the same.

His memory turned back the incident in the library this afternoon, the young man who had suddenly approached him did look familiar to him. Like she had met, but Kayra did not remember that at all.

"Is he the Acha guy?"

"Kay," the call from the door of the room resuscitated Kayra from her daydream.

"Yes, sir, for a moment" the girl rushed to get her hijab and approached Iqbal.

"I want to talk to you" said Iqbal. Her tone sounded different than before, tucked into a rage that Kayra did not know because of what.

"What sir?"

Iqbal locked the door to their room, leaving Kayra confused as to what was going on with the man in front of her.

"Clearly to me, who's this?" tanyakanya.

Suddenly their room felt cold even though Kayra did not turn on her AC, the girl bit her lower lip when Iqbal walked in with a red face and testpack in her hand.

"Where's my dad from?" ask Kayra.

"Obviously who I have!" said again. "It's not yours, is it Kay? We have never had that relationship at all" Iqbal said.

Kayra lowered her head deeply, her history is over now. There's no way he's lying to Iqbal, he hasn't had any experience lying. All this time he did not tell the story because no one knew about it.

"Kay," Iqbal said again, the young man pleading for Kayra's honesty. "Just be honest with me,"

"That's mine sir" Kayra replied. The girl closed her eyes tightly, she was very afraid to see the angry expression Iqbal was about to let out.