
“Excuse me mbak,” call bi Surti. Making it Kayra who just finished praying moved.
“Iya bi how?” without showing long Kayra then opened the door of her room.
"Mas Iqbal is waiting for Kay in the tv room" said bi Surti. His tone sounded ordinary, there was no worry.
Kayra was silent for quite a while, the girl then nodded her head. "I used to wear a hijab" replied the girl. Although there is currently only Iqbal and bi Surti but Kayra never let herself out of the room without using her hijab.
"Well, I'll tell my aunt to mas Iqbal yes," said bi Surti. "Oh yeah, auntie's going to the store ahead, why would Kay want to nitip something?"
Kayra shook her head slowly. "No, not bi,"
Kayra stopped her steps, she stood a few meters behind Iqbal who was focused on the news on television. The girl felt her chest, her heart racing.
"It's okay Kay, you didn't do anything wrong. You don't have to be sorry okay" Kayra told herself. Hopefully, the spell he spoke managed to make himself a little calmer.
Just before Kayra asked what Iqbal meant by asking her to come to the tv room, the young man had already come to his senses and turned to the girl.
"Sit down first Kay," Iqbal said softly. "Someone wants me to obrolin,"
Without answering it Kayra sat on an empty sofa, of course with a considerable distance. "Where's sir?" ask Kayra carefully. "I did something wrong?" ask the girl.
For the first time since their wedding, Kayra looked back at the smile that had dimmed because Acha had gone from their lives. Iqbal showed a sweet smile on his lips, although not as bright as before but this was something to be grateful for. At least the young man could already accept a little of what was happening with them.
"I know what happens to us is not at all what we both want" Iqbal said. Exactly what my father said yesterday. "Our goal is the same, make Acha happy and calm up there," Iqbal stared at Kayra intensely. "But the truth isn't that easy, is it, Kay? Whether you or I are still heavy, I obviously still often think about Acha and want Acha still here together with all of us. And you," Iqbal paused his sentence for a moment. "You also have plans to go to a more serious level, right Azmi?"
Kayra was slightly jolted by what Iqbal said. How did the young man know about his plan with Azmi?
"Azmi told me everything" said Iqbal, answering Kayra's curiosity. "Honestly, I don't think that if you're going to accept Acha's request, I think you're going to reject Acha's request,"
"Why not a gentleman?" ask Kayra.
"I can't bear Kay seeing Acha, and it turns out she's been preparing this for a long time. Without any of us knowing,"
Kayra was astonished to hear that, how could Acha have any plans to match herself to Iqbal long ago.
"What do you want now?" ask Kayra. Honestly, he was too tired, he was blamed from many angles. "I follow your decision" he said again.
"Kay," call Iqbal slowly. "I still find it hard to accept new people" he said carefully. "But it's true what bi Surti said, you also have no right to be needed badly with me," said the young man again.
"We both want Acha to be happy up there, right?" ask Iqbal. Kayra nodded slowly. "We must forgive each other first, it may be a long time for me to fall in love with you as well as with you,"
"Mother still likes to see Acha in me, right?"
Iqbal looked surprised to hear what Kayra was asking. "You know?"
"The words of my people are similar Acha, even people who just know us think that we are sister,"
Iqbal finally nodded his head. "That makes it even harder for me to accept you Kay" Iqbal said. "So don't you think we're still separated from the bed even though we've made up?" ask Iqbal.
Kayra nodded. As per the message from her father she wanted to be a devout wife even though it was not with the man she wanted to be her priest.
"Where?" ask Shilla. Since they went to Kayra's parents' house the girl has been seeing Kayra more and more. "There's change?"
"What changes?" Kayra asked without raising her face, the girl focused on her tablet. After graduating he was confused about what else to do, indeed some companies have answered the application he sent. But it turns out that after he re-read his jobdesk is not at all in accordance with what he likes.
"So Iqbal, no change at all?" shilla asked directly at the point.
"What kind of change do you mean?" Kayra took a sip of her coffee, the pitch-black americano she had been avoiding all along.
"What the hell," replied Shilla. The girl was different from Kayra, Shilla even shuddered in horror watching Kayra's expression remain calm after sipping a drink that must have been very bitter. "Life you've been bitter Kay times," said Shilla because Kayra enjoyed her drink so much. "Lo don't have to make the same bitter drink lo it,"
Hearing what Shilla Kayra said lifting her face, the girl put back her tablet. "How do I explain to Elo?" said Kayra.
"Clearly what? I haven't answered the question yet,"
"Life with this drink there is a correlation, and I think with this coffee will actually make me realize if we receive a series of tests that God loves for us, and I think that this coffee will actually make me realize that we are receiving a series of tests that God loves for us, we will also get to the point of enjoying. Rich in this coffee, maybe at first it will feel strange on the tongue, even the one that is not suitable will be put into the stomach. But try to feel slowly enjoyed every suction, surely lo will like. Because it will also indirectly affect your brain," said Kayra.
"But not so,"
"Once again, it's in my opinion yes," said Kayra again taking her tablet. "Make people who like sweet foods and drinks will definitely be weird, rich lo this,"
"Yes life has been bitter why made more bitter try?"
"It's not made more bitter Shill, but get used to it" Kayra said.
"OK on okay. Now you answer my question,"
"What?"
"Isn't there a change?"
"A little better, though,"
"Honestly, Kay, my mother was very worried about the same elo,"
"Why?"
"Yes worried, mother who knows best my sister was rich. And he's afraid that you're not being treated well because you can't accept you as his wife" Shilla said. "The same mother asked me when you want to go home,"
"My elo family?" kayra asked doubtfully.
Shilla was confused by Kayra's question, the girl frowned. "meaning?" ask Shilla.
"Yes your father and your mother, can they accept me as his son-in-law?"
"Well, it's Kay" replied Shilla. "Who is the one who doesn't get into our family?" shilla asked confusedly. "Either from my family or from the family mba Acha all received elo well Kay," continued Shilla.
This time Kayra really finished her work. The girl put the tablet back in the bag.
"Now I don't know if I should be sad or sad, Shill,"