CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 3. ALL AFA'S PRICES

Kayra and Azmi were both silent, not a word came out of the young man's mouth. It's just that both of them look up to the sky watching one of God's very beautiful creations.

Azmi closed her eyes, making Kayra wake up and turn to the handsome young man.

"Congratulations?" ask Kayra. The girl took her phone. "Udah is also malem," said the girl again.

"No, no,"

Kayra frowned. "Continue?"

Azmi changed her seat, the young man was now looking at Kayra straight. Although both of his eyes often looked towards the front door of Kayra's house that was open, afraid if he was saying anything serious with the girl Father or Artar came out.

"Why?" kayra asked again because the young man kept quiet.

"I'm asking God, again,"

"Ask what?"

"Begging you," Azmi said, there was a pause before she resumed. "Seek you to make me,"

Kayra bit her lower lip, confused as to what to react to. She is not ready yet, Azmi proposes to her tonight.

"I know, for now you must still reject me. Although I don't know for sure what reason you rejected me," said the young man. Azmi chuckles small. "I'm lacking what Kay?" ask Azmi.

Kayra took a deep breath, the girl had absolutely no answer. Because for the size of normal women would immediately agree to the proposal of an Azmi. How not, the young man is mature enough in terms of age, mature thinking, smart, and in terms of financial was more than enough to build a household. But I don't know, it feels like there's still something stuck.

"Or is there a proposal you're waiting for Kay?"

Azmi's careful question suddenly disperse Kayra's daydream. The girl quickly shook her head. "No," he said quickly. "But for now I can't yet mi" replied Kayra again.

"What reason?" ask Azmi.

Kayra shook her head slowly, she herself was confused as to what she was continuously refusing Azmi's request. But there is a little doubt. "You know why, right?"

Azmi smiled faintly. "Bather's the same mom, right?" ask Azmi.

"There's still a lot I have to do for them" Kayra said. "I don't want to be selfish, even though I'm pretty sure you can make them happy too. But it's my own promise, I want to make them proud and happy to have me as her daughter" Kayra said. "You know, right?"

"But it's not because there are other men, is it Kay?" ask Azmi carefully.

'Kay?" call the young man when the girl in front of him just looked at him without giving any answer. "You gave everything to me, and so did I. Kay's promise is not to stay with me Kay, "Azmi slightly increased her intonation when in front of her Kayra just silent with a soft look.

"KAY, MAN,"

"KAYRAS,"

"KAYRA HANA UMARI,"

"Mba," bi Surti patted Kayra's cheek gently. "Bak, wake up late in the afternoon," said bi Surti again.

Kayra let out a slow look, the girl slowly opened her eyes. "What time is bi?" kayra asked in a typical sound of waking up.

"The hour is half five mbak" said bi Surti.

Kayra rubbed her cheek that felt wet. The girl frowned confusedly.

The girl was silent for a moment. Didn't he just dream of Azmi?

Kayra shook her head slowly. "No bi, no papa. Maybe I miss the same house guy hehe,"

Bi Surti nodded in understanding. "Yes, Kay hasn't prayed ashar yet, has she? Pray first yes. If so, would you like to teach auntie to make banana jackfruit cake?" tanya bi Surti's. "Kata mbak Acha glutinous banana cake cake was created by Kayra," said bi Surti again.

Kayra smiled bitterly. Yes, it's true, the glutinous banana cake that he made because of Acha's love of bananas and with the idle idea of Kayra the girl added jackfruit so that Acha does not get tired of eating that cake that's all. But the girl had even left before the cake was launched.

"May bi," answered Kayra. "Is there a bi?" ask Kayra again.

"There's all the mbak, then,"

*****

"Dear,"

A voice that Kayra had never heard before instantly made the girl freeze. Iqbal was somehow possessed by what suddenly hugged his body from behind, as if he had indeed received Kayra's presence amidst his sense of loss.

"Sir?" kayra's call just made Iqbal petrified too. Making the young man let go of his embrace and again change his tone.

"Why are you wearing my wife's clothes?!"

"It's not Acha's shirt, sir, it's my shirt" Kayra said. Indeed, the clothes he was wearing were his own clothes purchased when he and Acha visited one of the exhibitions.

"Lies" Iqbal said. Her jaw hardened, so angry with Kayra that she said that the clothes she was wearing were her own. Obviously the cardigan looks so similar to his wife's. "I don't want you to wear my wife's clothes anymore" he said. Making Kayra speechless with a throbbing chest in pain. So is bi Surti who can't do anything to help Kayra.

Bi Surti walked over to Iqbal, rubbing the young man's arm gently. "Mas Iqbal where are you going in the afternoon?" tanya bi Surti who directly diverts Iqbal attention.

"You to eat Acha bi," Iqbal answered briefly. The look in her eyes was still staring intently at Kayra, making the beautiful girl lower her head in fear.

"Feed it first, mas,"

Iqbal. "No need to eat out, I eat out" he said. "I don't want to eat her cooking,"

"Astaghfirullah pah adzim," Kayra continued to be privileged. The girl tried hard to hold back her tears so as not to drip in front of the young man who was now her husband.

"It can't be so dong mas,"

"Bi Surti better not follow along, Iqbal understands what is best for Iqbal," replied the young man. "And you" he said again. Pointing Kayra with her index finger. "You have to be aware of who you are in this house" he said before leaving Kayra with his head still holding back his tears and anger.

Bi Surti pulled Kayra into his embrace calming the girl whose shoulders were already shaking. "Patience is yes" he said. There was no other sentence than patience since Kayra came to this house with a new status.

"Did Acha also understand this bi?" ask Kayra. The girl raised her head. "Did Acha feel what Kayra was feeling now? Although Kayra doesn't have the same feeling Mr. Iqbal but it hurts so much bi,"

Bi Surti nodded slowly. "Yes mbak, mbak Acha also experienced like this. It's even worse than this,"

"Worse?" kayra asked confusedly. Now he feels that what Iqbal did was so evil and that Acha has experienced even worse.

"Mbak Acha was already in love with Iqbal when Iqbal did this. So you can imagine what it's like?" Bi Surti demanded Kayra to sit back at the dining table. "Mba Acha already loved Iqbal while Iqbal was still busy with a woman named Clara," bi Surti moved from his seat, taking a glass of water to Kayra. "But because of Acha's patience, Acha can change Iqbal mas,"

Kayra nodded in understanding. She clearly knows what Acha is trying to maintain her domestic relationship. Girls who have never been in a relationship with the opposite sex are in fact betrothed to young people who are branded both by students and also the community out there. Acha has been through so many things, that she would not have been able to if she had been that girl.

"Everything has a price,"