CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 8. GREETINGS TO GOD

Kayra and Iqbal's relationship is much better. The two often engaged in chatter, even Iqbal had invited Kayra to meet her parents and the young man had also apologized to Kayra's parents. I don't know how she felt saying that Kayra had also told her that she disliked him.

"Emang umi don't papa sir if we pick up Raissa now?" ask Kayra.

Iqbal nodded small. "No papa, umi has also often asked when you want to go there,"

"Seriously?" kayra asked showing the girl's disbelief. "But Abah?"

"You know Abah well Kay" replied Iqbal. His lips are smiling. If people thought the young man could already love Kayra, then they were wrong. He could not accept Kayra as Acha, because no woman could replace her.

Kayra walked over to Iqbal who was busy reading the newspaper this morning. "But I haven't seen Abah in a long time, either" and even the two calls are still the same.

They are not trying to love each other at all. It's just that they are both trying to accept their own chosen destiny.

"Change is still the same," Iqbal put down his newspaper. The young man changed to take the cup which contained a pitch-black liquid, and sipped it slowly. "It's still the same as you knew before, nothing has changed at all Kay" Iqbal continued. "In addition to the relationship between the two of us" he continued. This time his voice was slower than before.

Knowing his mistake, Iqbal stroked Kayra's shoulder slowly. "Let's stop by to eat Acha yeah, you get ready first,"

"Mr?"

"I'm getting ready in the guest room" replied Iqbal.

Kayra gave a small nod without answering, the girl leaned her back. His head felt heavier, the fact that Iqbal's attitude was getting better at him actually made it harder for him to tell what he was really hiding.

Kayra rubbed her stomach, her tears just falling down. Ready not to be ready he must be ready to accept whatever happens to him.

*****

"Assalamualaikum Chaa" said Kayra. Her tears had already fallen before she even reached the mound of earth decorated with japanese grass that flourished on it.

Kayra squatted down, she already did not care what Iqbal did in front of her. Now he just wants to tell Acha who is different nature with him. "Gue kangen very similar lo if you want to know Cha," he said again. The girl who covered her beautiful eyes with sunglasses stroked the wood that read her best friend's name. "Lo very evil si, not for me seneng you even leave a burden for me Cha. You don't know what if you lo nitipin Raissa same sir Iqbal just like lo nitipin load you into me," said Kayra. She let her tears drip down her cheeks until the mask she was wearing was also wet. "No papa my father was signed by Raissa, because from the beginning I had fallen in love with your son, but," Kayra stopped her sentence. The girl raised her face and looked at Iqbal who was looking at her. "Suami elo how's Cha?"

Pause a minute. Both of them were both silent, only the sound of the wind and some people who were also on pilgrimage.

"Gue just can't take care of myself Cha. How can elo nitipin others to me. Elo know myself Cha I am not as good as elo, I can not be a good wife for a rich husband what you want. There is me who will take care of him, instead of making the burden he reduced even added to the burden he was just me Cha," said Kayra. The girl chuckled softly. "Sorry yes Cha I am not trying for anything, I am not trying to make your husband like me or let me like your husband. Do you know what the reason is?" kayra asked at the mound in front of her that could not possibly answer the question the two asked. "But for the sake of elo I will learn to enjoy all this. I don't know what you asked God there, but I send greetings to God. Please convey to Allah" Kayra raised her face. The girl returned to shed her tears. "Please tell God to let me be happy. I know you must be calm and happy right there? I also want to be calm and happy Cha is here" Kayra said again.

*****

Kayra looked at Iqbal from a distance, the girl was sitting in a stall not far from where Acha was buried. The girl smiled happily, finding Acha loved so much as to make herself happy too.

"Miss?"

The heavy voice made Kayra decide her gaze on Iqbal who looked like she was smiling. I don't know what the young man told his first wife.

"Yes sir?" answer Kayra. The girl only realized that in this stall there was not only her, but there were at least eight people whose average age was already forties and above.

"Would you drink what neng?"

"Tea is warm sir" Kayra replied politely.

"Prince husband sir,"

"Where's husband? Want some pesen?"

"My husband is still there sir" Kayra replied, pointing at Iqbal softly with her eyes on him. "He's still kind of like his wife" Kayra continued before being asked another question.

"Neng is not papa?" ask the seller, making sure Kayra is okay.

Kayra smiled slightly. "No papa dong sir, what should I do?" ask Kayra. "My husband's first wife was my best friend sir" Kayra replied.

The salesman smiled when he realized Iqbal was approaching. "Whatever it is, I am sure this beautiful neng is a good person and many dear ones. Although you do not know whether you are sad again or happy again, but you will pray for the happiness of neng and husband," he said before placing Kayra's order in front of the girl.

"Kay?" iqbal's call suddenly made Kayra surprised, if Iqbal did not hold his arm she could have fallen backwards. "Be careful dong Kay,"

"Is it finished, sir?" kayra asked without heeding Iqbal's warning.

Iqbal nodded small. "You're eating pesen?"

Kayra shakes. "No" he answered. "Warm tea dish. Would you?" ask Kayra.

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "I drink yours if you want," replied Iqbal casually as he opened his phone.

The young man did not even care about the frown that appeared on Kayra's forehead as a result of the sentence she had submitted without any burden just now.

*****

"Why were you talking about Kay?" Iqbal asked as his car stopped at a red light.

"What by the way?" jayra was confused. "Which one?"

"In front of Acha, that's,"

"Which one? I said a lot,"

"Why not try to make me fall in love with you Kay?"

"Simple,"

"Choops?"

"Because you belong to my best friend, and I will never take my own" Kayra replied.

Iqbal nodded small. "My boy who fell in love with you?"

"It's okay," answered Kayra. "But I never asked for that. One man is enough for me, sir,"