CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 29. DIMAS' WIFE?

"Why sir? Tumben ate outside" Kayra told Iqbal. Iqbal rarely asked her to eat out like this, perhaps if it counted as the third time they ate out after the wedding.

Iqbal smiled slightly. "No papa wants it" he said. "There's something I want to say to you" he said.

Kayra frowned confusedly, the girl then nodded her head so consciously where the table is now, it was not without reason Iqbal chose a table in the corner of the room. "What do you want to talk about, sir? Can't be at home, right?" ask again.

"Actually it can be," Iqbal replied slowly. "But since I want to eat seafood also so mending all of you here,"

Kayra kambali nodded her head. "So how?" ask Kayra.

Iqbal pinks small. "You know how much I love Acha?" ask Iqbal. The young man seemed to re-awaken Kayra if he could not open his heart to anyone, even for a good, beautiful and intelligent woman like Kayra.

"Or sir" answered Kayra. "You're saying you can't love me, right?" ask the girl to guess. "No papa sir, I also did not try to make my father love me. With a father who has been kind to me and my son later will also be enough for me," answered Kayra.

Iqbal smiled slightly. "But that's not what I want to talk about with you Kay" Iqbal said. "I don't know until when I can be your husband Kay, at first I did feel ordinary because the intention was just to make Acha relieved up there. But over time I felt this relationship was useless, because his true marriage was for worship. And us?" ask Iqbal. "Have we ever worshiped?"

"Don't I serve sir Iqbal also include worship?" ask Kayra. "Although I may not meet the biological needs of Mr. Iqbal. But it's not like I've done my best as a wife" Kayra said. The girl felt uncomfortable with Iqbal who seemed to look at her with one eye.

"Understood Kay, I understand exactly what you mean," the young man drank his coffee for a while. "But again that's not what I meant,"

"Continue?"

"Look," Iqbal paused for a moment, the young man took a breath. "First I haven't been able to love you and definitely so have you. Second, I want to say thank you very much because even though you cannot love me, you still do all your duties as a wife well" said Iqbal. "If our marriage continues, there may be more people who feel hurt" Iqbal said.

"Maybe, right?"

Iqbal kept quiet for a while, the young man sipped his coffee again. "No Kay, you're also hurt by this relationship right?" tanyakanya.

"Continue?" kayra asked, the girl seemed to be challenging even though she was really scared. "Don't tell me Mr. Iqbal wants to split up,"

Iqbal nodded small. "Would you like Kay?"

Kayra shook her head. Not expecting the question Iqbal asked him. "Istighfar sir," said Kayra. "Father himself knows even though divorce is not strictly prohibited divorce is a thing that is hated by Allah SWT," said Kayra, said, the girl really could not believe if the sentence came out from the mouth of the young man in front of her. "Father said to me, what I still lack as a wife, I will definitely try to learn and fix everything" he said again.

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "You don't have a lack of Kay, you're just as good as Acha. But somehow I'm not sure I can guide you and take good care of you" Iqbal exhaled softly. "I'm afraid because I don't have any feelings for you yet so I'm negligent in keeping you Kay. Unlike Azmi, she loves you for sure she will do everything to keep you safe" Iqbal said.

Kayra lifted her face, her tears already welling up in the eye peluk. "So Azmi asked you to talk to me?" ask Kayra.

"So this is from my own father who wants a divorce from me?"

"I'm just afraid I can't take good care of you, Kayra,"

"And the solution is divorce?" ask Kayra again. His heart was hurt hearing that, Although they both married without any love in it but it was very painful in the air of his heart.

"I never asked anyone to take care of me sir, neither father nor Azmi," Kayra turned her face up, preventing her tears from drenching her cheeks. "I can take care of myself sir, do not need the father to have such a desire just by reason of fear can not take care of me properly. It just makes me more hurt, sir," said Kayra again.

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "Sorry Kay, I'm sorry. I really have no intention of hurting you,"

"Isn't it my own father who promised my parents to take good care of me?" ask Kayra.

Iqbal nodded his head slowly, not really this thing he wanted to convey, not the divorce news he wanted to say with Kayra. He also had absolutely no desire for it, just the one he was afraid of right now. When she was no longer old, Kayra did not know. Whereas on the other hand only Azmi Iqbal believed in keeping Kayra well. Acha has left Kayra to him, he has also tried to keep Kayra very well. But on the other hand, when he was not too old he also had to prepare like Acha who set him up with Kayra.

"Who? Iqbal?"

Kayra looked behind her, there she saw the young man who had met her at the supermarket and asked Iqbal and Acha to her. "Dimas?"

"Two bales?" asked Dimas who was already standing by Kayra's side.

"Yes this is mas" answered Iqbal. The young man stood up to greet Dimas and also the woman beside the young man. "This is my wife, Kayra," Iqbal said.

Kayra just nodded politely, the girl had no desire to welcome Dimas as well as Iqbal.

"Old time in indo?" ask Iqbal.

"This lady, all for the same wife's holiday," Dimas turned to Kayra for a moment. "Know Kay, my wife. Rissa,"

This time Kayra got up from her seat, the girl reached out to greet the helping hand of a woman named Rissa. "Kayra," answered Kayra briefly.

If you can judge a little, Rissa is very fashionable. The girl also seems to have grown up in an upper-class family, seeing from the items she wears is very clear. But her face was so stinging, there was not even an antagonistic aura Kayra could feel.

"Is Kayra pregnant again?" ask Rissa. "How many months?"