CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 19. FATHER, HUSBAND AND EX-LOVER

"Gue wanted to ask for the last time the same elo" said Tara. The girl had somehow been to Azmi's room today.

"Otherwise Taraa?" ask Azmi. Even though he knew what his sister wanted to discuss.

"Lo seriously want to marry Clara?" 

"Elo asked me this dozens of times Tar, and my wedding day is already deket. Still not sure if I'm serious about Clara?" asked Azmi, Tara shook her head slowly. "Or elo still wish Kayra a divorce with bang Iqbal and marry me?" 

The girl nodded her head. "What a bad one am I?" I don't know who it was.

Azmi smiled faintly, it was actually not just Tara who wanted that. But he also wanted it to happen. "Lo can't be Tar," 

"No need to be hypocritical" replied Tara. "Elo also guaranteed my do'a right?" ask the girl again.

"That's not the way, is it?" 

"Are you sure about Clara?" 

"Remain sure" Azmi replied. "She's also a good girl kok Tar, just as good rich elo," replied the young man chuckling softly.

"That's not a good name bego,"

"So you're not good?"

"Yes if I haven't been,"

"But at least he's also learning to do better Tar" Azmi replied. "My rich is, right? Both are still learning to be better" Azmi said again.

"Yes yes" replied Tara. "Gue has no choice but to do what's best for you" Tara said before the girl exited her room.

The smile on Azmi's lips came back down as soon as her sister came out of her room, she herself tuxka thought if she really would marry Clara. 

The young man closed the door to his room. He picked up the paper scroll he found in front of his house earlier. Luckily he was the first to discover this paper, the same paper that was found in Acha's house. It was written in red ink, like a threat. Did Kayra and Iqbal get the same rights as her? that was what had filled Azmi's head since then.

"AT LAST WE MEET AGAIN MR. AZMI BAGASKARA. HOW ARE THE SMART GUYS? I'M SURE YOU'RE NOT DOING WELL BECAUSE YOU'RE LEFT MARRIED. BUT YOUR DECISION TO MARRY ***** IS NOT A WRONG DECISION. ENJOY THE DISHES YOU SERVE,"

Azmi squeezes the paper in her hand, is she now the one being targeted by that person. And what was he saying? ******? Meaning Cara? And he mentioned us, meaning they were more than one person?

Why did that person come back when he was trying to rearrange his life. And the last thing he remembers, Mr. This X is really after Kayra. And now he's so far away with that girl, and Iqbal? Is Iqbal able to protect Kayra as well as she protects the girl?

*****

"You told me the same story bi Surti sir?" ask Kayra. Although the relationship between the two of them could be said to be much better but Kayra still called Iqbal with a father's call, like when they were both on campus.

"Not a lot of stories, just saying that you're pregnant again,"

"Bi Surti didn't ask whose child this is?"

"It can't be Kay" replied Iqbal. "Ngapain also bi Surti asked that?" ask the young man again.

"Who knows, sir,"

"No, I didn't tell you anything and Miss Surti didn't ask me anything either. Just saying why don't you tell me you're pregnant again," 

"Why do you dare to do it if you yourself are afraid of being discovered by Kay?" ask Iqbal.

Kayra turned her head quickly towards Iqbal, she herself did not know if such a question Iqbal would ask for her. "I can't answer, right?" ask Kayra. 

Iqbal nodded in understanding. "Can" he answered.

Because Kayra will always be Kayra, a beautiful girl, smart and brave to voice her opinion. As of right now, if he did not want to answer the question then he would not answer it. The period of the day was also like that, if at that time he did not want to tell the true events to Iqbal, then there would not be a single word out of the girl who would answer Iqbal's curiosity.

"You want to go to mom's house?" ask Iqbal. Remembering that it was getting late and Kayra wanted to bring Raissa to meet her parents.

Kayra nodded small. "No papa sir?" 

"No papa dong" answered Iqbal. The young man then moved from his seat. "I used the bathroom first, right? Let's change the ones who take care of Raissa" continued Iqbal.

Kayra nodded small. "Yes sir," 

The girl plays Raissa's little fingers. "Thank you very much, baby, because there's your father's attitude so it's not so cold to Kay's mother" Kayra said.

*****

"God willing, whose son this is so jolly," rich mother. Iqbal keeps his promise to take Raissa with him as Kayra wishes. "It's really a duplicate of Acha yes sir," said the mother again. Ever since Kayra got to her house, she took over Raissa and almost fought over her father.

"Yes this is very rich Acha yes," replied the father who was no less enthusiastic with his mother. "You're here, right?" ask father.

Kayra shook her head slowly. "Yes, sir, Kay didn't bring her Icha clothes" Kayra replied.

"And there is still Amel's shirt when he was a child" replied the mother, as if it was supporting the father so they stay here.

"Bi Surti at home alone mom, kasian," said Kayra again, still rejecting her mother's invitation even though she wanted so much.

"How about Iqbal?" ask father. As if he didn't care about his voice.

"Kalo Iqbal no papa sir, this mall also Mr. Kusnan return home so bi Surti no friend,"

"No, Iqbal is no problem. You are the only one who does not want to sleep at home" said the father again.

"Open it up, sir" answered Kayra. "Sir Iqbal was also afraid he could not sleep because it is not unusual here" Kayra said again.

"Udah no papa ko," replied Iqbal.

"Yes there you have cleaned your room, so Iqbal can rest" said the mother without lifting her face from Raissa.

Kayra sighed softly, although in the end the girl also kept moving from her seat.

It had been almost thirty minutes Kayra had spent tidying up her room which she had not used for long enough. Although he was certain, his younger siblings would have often worn his room. Especially Artar, because many things in his room moved. The soundproofed room left the girl unable to hear anything outside. 

"His shower in the bathroom was pa-" Kayra's sentence was interrupted when she found another guest in her house. The girl lowered her head when she found the bride-to-be chatting with her father.

"Iqbal go in first sir, ma'am," said Iqbal, who was aware of the situation. "Gue enter first yes Mi," he said again. Without waiting for Azmi's answer, Iqbal went inside and took Kayra's hand.

"Are you okay?"