
Kayra frowned, this afternoon for the second time she had to shop at the supermarket alone. Not that he ignored what Iqbal said back then, but for him the distance from home to the supermarket was not so far away. And it won't do him any harm. But it turns out his guess was wrong.
For the umpteenth time the girl looked back, making sure there was no one behind her. "My feeling is yes" he said. He again tried to focus on choosing the meat he would buy.
"Kayra Assalamualaikum,"
The greeting clearly shocked Kayra, her forehead wrinkled to see there was a handsome young man figure she had met in the library now smiling sweetly looking at her.
"Waallaikumsallam" answered Kayra briefly.
"Half you?" tanyakanya. It was as if he had gotten to know Kayra up close.
Kayra nodded small. "Can I help you?" ask Kayra. He did not even ask why this young man in front of him knew his name
"Is your name Kayra?" ask her with a smile that can not be separated from her handsome face.
Kayra nodded her head again. "Yes" answered Kayra briefly. "I'm sorry, but,"
"Do you really not remember who I am?"
Kayra sighed softly. "You're the same person who was in the library at the time?"
The young man chuckled small. "Dimas," he said as he extended his hand in front of Kayra.
Kayra nodded small. "You already know my name, I'm sorry," without waiting for the response of the young man in front of him, Kayra just waltzed by.
"Do you know Raissa?" asked Dimas, the question the young man asked brought Kayra's footsteps to a halt. "Raissa Salsabila Nadhif" he said again. Her lips put on a smile that didn't know what it meant.
Kayra stopped her steps, she looked at the young man in silence. "What do you need with Raissa?" ask Kayra.
Dimas shook his head slowly. "No, I don't have to with Raisa,"
"Want to?"
"But with Raissa's husband. Muhammad Iqbal Al-khafi" he said.
"What does this have to do with Raissa?" ask Kayra. He tried to be as calm as possible, even though he was very curious about what happened.
Dimas chuckles. "It has nothing to do with you Kayra" Dimas said. "But maybe later you can ask directly to Raissa or to Iqbal" he continued.
Kayra did not like the young man, who continued to show his smile as if he was hiding something and was laughing at him.
"Well," Kayra gave a small nod. The shopping mood is ruined now. "If you'll excuse me" said the umpteenth time.
"Greetings to your husband,"
Deg. Where does he know?
*****
"Why Kay?" Iqbal asked, the young man found Kayra who had kept quiet ever since he entered the room. "Just think of Clara?" ask Iqbal.
Ah yes, even Kayra had forgotten about Clara because of the young man named Dimas.
Kayra shook her head slowly. "I want to ask you something, sir?" ask Kayra.
Iqbal nodded slowly. "Can" he answered. "About what?"
"Do you have any friends whose names are Dimas?"
"Bima's victory?" this time it was Kayra who looked confused.
"Why are you suddenly asking about Dimas?"
"It turns out the guy I was telling was Dimas, who met at the library. And this afternoon I saw him again at the supermarket" Kayra explained.
"He knows your name?"
Kayra nodded. "Maybe Bima told him nothing?"
Iqbal nodded. "It could be si, too,"
"So, could it be Bima who told him that you married me?" ask Kayra.
Iqbal seemed not so surprised by what Kayra asked, because their marriage relationship was both a public secret and did not need to be covered up again. "Are you worried about Kay?" Iqbal asked his wife. "Are you afraid that people will come back to blaspheme you?" ask Iqbal again.
Kayra shook her head slowly, the girl took a slow breath. "I don't feel good, sir" Kayra said honestly.
"Are you scared of Dimas?"
Between doubt and sure Kayra shook her head. "Not really, but why is it as if the things we used to fear happened again along with the existence of Bima?"
Iqbal frowned. "You're suspicious of Bima too?"
"I know this will be a fitnah jatohnya sir, but why the moment can fit really. We got the package not long before Bima came, right? And Azmi? She also got a shipment, and who else knows besides us if it's not Bima if I'm pregnant?"
Iqbal shook his head slowly. "No Kay, Bima is a good person. Maybe you're suspicious because you used to find out about him with Azmi, right?"
"But I'm afraid" said Kayra as she stroked her growing belly. "I'm afraid that it will happen again" he said. Her trauma has not healed yet, she even still remembers when she was kidnapped.
"I promise I'll take care of you Kay, as I promised Acha,"
*****
"Why diem?" tara asked her sister. He had only arrived in Jakarta this afternoon, having spent three days at Clara's house. Seeing the daily life of Clara makes half of her feel unbearable with the girl with one child.
"Gue has to answer what Ta?" ask Azmi. "What should I explain to elo? Will you be on my side?" ask Azmi. "Not really, is it?" ask again.
Tara breathed her irritated breath. "Yes elo no matter what to say to my cake, ask the condition of Clara kek or what it is," said Tara.
"Clara was on my own" Azmi replied.
Tara widened her eyeballs, she herself could not believe that Clara would contact her own sister. "Can I?" tara was confused. "And he should be angry with you, he should be maki-maki lo not even a phone lo and as if there is no incident between elo with him," said Tara ruffled her hair frustrated.
"Gue also did not know that eventually will be rich gini Ta, but I was relieved even though I felt sorry for treating Clara and her family,"
"What did you say?!" Tara raised Azmi's face to look at her. "Lo said what just now? Relieved? Are you relieved to have foiled your own marriage? For no apparent reason,"
"Ta," call Azmi slowly. "Lo himself let me make my own decisions, right? Then why is now an elo who is angry at me? I also know that my position is wrong here, but you don't know anything. You don't know any stories about me,"
"THAT'S MY SAME STORY!"
"Can't Ta" Azmi said. "Gue can't tell anyone anymore,"
Tara squatted in front of Azmi, the girl took her brother's hands. "How much if I said if you had me hem? Elo's got me, you can tell me anything about me, brother," said Tara, I don't know since when her tears came out. Maybe since she shouted in front of her brother. "It's the last one yes" Tara said. "This is the last you can hurt yourself," Tara said again before hugging her brother's body.