
"Nobody wants to be seen with me?" tanya Artar fished her brother. Incidentally the house was only the two of them, the mother was going to the neighbor's house with her father and brought Raisaa, of course Amel did not want to miss. The boy was so excited to show off his cute niece.
"What should I tell elo?" kayra asked, the girl fixed the location of her glasses. Reading books on the porch is still his favorite since long ago.
"Gue know the same relationship with Iqbal again is not okay, right?" ask Artar. "Wound from the face you mbak, you can not hide the rich gini from me," said Artar again.
Kayra took off her reading glasses, the girl then put a divider on the last page of her book. "Why did you say that?"
"Because of the look,"
"What?"
"Sir, maybe raga lo is here. But elo's mind is out of nowhere" said Artar. "Why the? is it hard to tell the same story? just because I'm still in High School doesn't mean I can't give you solutions and secrets, you know,"
Kayra chuckled amusedly at the words of her sister. "When did you become a gini adult?" ask the girl. "What because there are girls who are considered? so learn to be a gini guy,"
"You don't have to divert this conversation" Artar said.
"Ah means really, right?" asked Kayra who was still excited about teasing her sister.
"So really you have the same problem as Iqbal?" cecar Artar again.
Kayra poked her lips inside. "Sir Iqbal asked for Tar's divorce,"
"You mean?"
"Gue didn't know he was serious or not, but obviously he said that,"
"Wait wait, what do you mean? a divorce? because what? what did you do wrong?"
Kayra shrugged both of her shoulders. "It was just his offer, he just asked me if I wanted a divorce or not. Whether it was her wish or there was another reason behind it" Kayra said.
"What other reason? mbak what exactly is that you're hiding from me?" artar asked who was increasingly confused by what his brother said.
"Well, he asked Tar to separate. Not asking for si, but rather suggesting to separate for fear of not being able to take care of me well and not being able to make me smile," Kayra explained. "That's aja, maybe the sentence he sounds ordinary and I'm the father of times yes, but everyone also knows if our marriage is not based on love with each other. But to please the people we love,"
"But this is not only the injured elo, but also Acha" said Artar. "Kalo from the beginning mas Iqbal do not want a marriage, why did he not refuse the request mbak Acha?"
"It's not that easy to refuse requests from people we love Tar,"
"I know it too,"
"Keep Elo don't want to tell the father of the same mother?"
"You know what?" Kayra raised one of her eyebrows upwards. "You know if my relationship with Iqbal sir is not good anymore?"
"Yes, maybe you have a solution for both of you,"
"No, there will be the same father thinking again,"
Mother and father came home with a lot of tentengan in hand, even Amel walked while eating his snacks that were somehow loved by whom.
Raissa fell asleep in the mother's arms, making Kayra stand up from her seat and take over her daughter. "Sleeping from this, ma'am?"
"Dek Raissa was at home there earlier," cletuk Amel.
"Emang yes?" Kayra chuckled small. "Alhamdulillah dong if the deck Raissa not fussy,"
"Nyenengin he really mbak, just as anyone would like to come along. But earlier I had said ko sama meraka can megang origin not the face area, can not smell too," explained the father. Practicing what Kayra is not allowed to do.
"Say the same anyone wants to come? how do you go if you can't carry?" ask Kayra.
"It is with me" replied Amel. "This was also the deck Raissa was given a toy with her son, Mr. RT," he said again. "But I think it can't be yet? so can I send you to Amel first, sir?"
"That's what Amel wants, '" chirped Artar who suddenly interrupted their conversation.
"Tar please ready Raissa dong's bed," Kayra pinta told her eldest sister.
*****
"You know why Azmi's marriage to Clara failed?" asked the father at the dinner table, all of them except Amel - for the boy was looking after Raissa of his own accord.
Kayra remained silent for a while, the girl then shook her head. "Why won, sir?"
He breathed slowly. "Since that day he's never been home again, I thought he'd tell me about you or your husband,"
"No sir" said Kayra. "What happened there, sir? how's Clara doing?"
"Father salute the same Clara, she was very calm even she did not look disappointed or angry at all. And Tara, according to Tara's father there is also very helpful Clara," explained the father. "So that you are horrified of the Azmi mas people came out after a message from the mbak flower delivery, whether the contents of what you also do not know,"
"flower?" kayra asked pretending not to know about the matter.
"Yes so there's a letter in the flower" this time the mother spoke. "But even so I also want to hear from Azmi mas, is she okay after the marriage failed, why not come here at all. Usually at least once every two weeks he plays here or just stop by,"
"That would have been the choice of Azmi myself sir, Mom. the father of the same mother did not think too much about it, surely Azmi also thought of this all well. He's always been in two tough choices, ma'am" said Artar. "Being thinking about Kayra's mom, this is,"
"Well? l-i? why me?"
"Yes, my time,"
"Why do you mean me?"
"It's my own mother who wants to ask" said Artar. "The mother wanted this from long time same elo mbak, but not also,"
"Totally Ma'am?"
Mother nodded slightly, but the question was not so important to discuss now. "You are why now rarely play at home, or just stop by the store? if you're busy, you can take Surti's,"
Kayra grimaced small. "From yesterday, you haven't been perfect, still afraid to bring Raissa if only two,"
"Usually also brought to the house of Acha's parents right mbak?" ask father.
Kayra nodded. "Yes, sir, but sometimes Kay doesn't feel good,"
I drank his water. "One message you father mbak, if there is nothing do not hide yourself. Don't just because you're the first kid you think you can handle everything yourself. Family problems are not good to tell. But if you feel that your husband's disgrace and you don't want to tell your father and mother, you can tell your in-laws. The parents of Iqbal, who understood the character of his son from childhood,"