Curse Spell

Meet Him

This Sunday was really troublesome for Kayra. When a group of EO teams came home. They make a lot of noise and mess everywhere. While he had a pile of work that Neta had given him from the morning.

Seeing the busy EO team, making Kayra curious to know what exactly they are working on.

Kayra did not dare to approach them. Every now and then Kayra sneaks a peek at them from the kitchen.

There were six EO members, two women and four men. They are very compact, while working they throw jokes at each other. Kayra steals and hears and she smiles herself hearing it. He misses this kind of atmosphere. Which he has never felt since his father died.

Kayra's moment was carried away on memories with her father long before the presence of Neta and Cerry in their lives. Where one afternoon after her father worked, Kayra made her favorite vegetable bakwan. That day, she first learned to cook. He brought me a plate of hot bakwan. His father was so happy to see his daughter's efforts. Enthusiastically immediately took one bakwan and ate it. But as he chewed, his father's countenance changed. Kayra wondered "Where... pa.... delicious?"

"Hemmmm... delicious" while continuing to chew until it runs out a piece of bakwan.

Kayra was curious because when she noticed the look on her father's face it seemed, her father was dishonest. He immediately grabbed a piece of bakwan and chewed it, he was very surprised to know it tastes very salty. Spontaneously spewed out his chews. "Hwek.... not delicious, very salty... Why do you keep eating it?" Kayra asked curiously.

"Feeling your son must be good, no matter a little preoccupation, this is your first experience of cooking." Mahendra answered while stroking Kayra's long hair.

"Ah.dad lied, this does not taste good salt. Mending Kayra to throw it away." While grabbing the plate to be thrown away.

"Don't throw it away, it's a special meal for your son, and I'll finish it. And even better when accompanied by warm sweet tea."

Kayra immediately ran into the kitchen. Bik Sari who was in the kitchen immediately found him and asked. "Can I help you?"

"Dad wants some tea, Bik, but let me make it." While busy picking up sugar, Kayra said. "Bik. From tomorrow Kayra will learn to cook."

"If non Kayra is good at cooking, who's bibik masakin?" Guru Bik Sari's.

"Kayra special masakin dad, bibik masakin for me, bik Surti, mbak Rina, bik Dina, pak Toni with Mang Danang." replied Kayra Ketus. They laugh.

Kayra returned to the living room while carrying two cups of sweet tea. They tell stories and joke, so it does not feel like a plate of bakwan salting made by Kayra ludes is not left. It's a wonderful memory Kayra has with her father. I could not feel a tear dripping from the corner of his eye. To be honest, he misses his father a lot. Kayra is eager to visit her father's pusara. But what inexhaustible work force always hinders him.

Kayra's daydream suddenly collapsed when she heard a car entering the yard. Instantly he was afraid that it was his stepmother's car. Hurry up, he started busying himself tidying up the refrigerator. But his activities stopped when someone greeted him.

"Sir... I'm sorry to ask you to borrow a plate, spoon, glass and if there's ice?"

A familiar voice eyed Kayla, she immediately turned her head. Yep... The cute guy who met him a few days ago on the bridge near his father's funeral. The guy who always fills his daydream, who presents a beautiful dream during his sleep. Until the nightmares that usually always come, there is no longer a place in the dream room. Instantly Kayra was glued in silence, mesmerized. Without realizing it, whispers slid from his lips.

"Dariel...."

Apparently the guy was also experiencing the same thing. For a moment he was stunned as if in disbelief, he finally reunited with a beautiful girl who had been harassing his days for several days.

"Cayra...."

Until Dariel ventured "Kayra, you live here?"

"Yes, I work here." Kayra replied with a low head. "What did you ask for help?" Kayra's question reminded Dariel of his purpose in meeting her in the kitchen.

"Oh .. i.. Here, I bring lunch and soft drinks to my colleagues who are working. So borrow a plate, a spoon and a glass." replied Dariel slightly nervously while showing a large plastic package in his hand.

"I'll get ready soon....wait in front!" Kayra immediately prepared Dariel's request. Dariel did not move from his place. He was watching Kayra who was preparing her request.

Dariel was very happy, and he was finally reunited with Kayra.

Last Thursday, after receiving the news of graduation he intended to go to the house of Adi his friend who had just had an accident. As he crossed the bridge, he saw a beautiful girl in a shabby uniform standing crying holding the iron boundary of the bridge. The girl must be desperate, maybe she's a poor boy who really hopes to graduate, considering her parents who have been struggling to pay for her school but she failed. He thought the girl would jump off the bridge to kill herself. Apparently the estimate is wrong. He was really ashamed of the girl, because he had already hugged her. The girl's gaze was dazzling, her bright brown iris making her heart beat fast. There was a faint sadness in his eyes, making him want to hug to just comfort him.

"Miss, if you are given life with God never wasted let alone to recklessly commit suicide." "Be aware that elsewhere there are people who are trying to survive but the disease does not give an opportunity to just add one day to his life.so never think of suicide.understand?"

"A.a. I don't have the slightest intention of suicide. Please let me go". The girl was struggling clearly less powerful than her.

Dariel once again looked right at the brown bead of the girl's eyes, as he saw no lie there he immediately let go of her hand.

ye. But why are you on the edge of this lonely bridge crying

like those? Is there another problem."

"Yes, I do have a problem but I'm not as smart as you think that you're suicidal just because of this small problem. I'm sorry I want to go home." The girl quickly picked up her bike.

"I... Dariel, what's your name?" Dariel ventured to meet the girl.

"Kayra." the girl immediately pedaled her bike without looking at him again. There was a sense of loss in Dariel's heart. He hopes to see the girl back. Dariel shouted back hoping Kayra could still hear him.

"Kayra nice to meet you, see you again !!!"

a very memorable short meeting for Dariel. He fell in love at first sight. He wanted to know Kayra more deeply. She admired Kayra as a beautiful girl. Never once had Dariel felt this kind of feeling. Many girls at school idolize him, not a few who always seek attention even some who dare to openly express love to him. But he was indifferent to them, for he had no taste.

Unlike Kayra, she is a plain, innocent and what she is. But he had made Dariel's heart turn upside down not because of the first meeting which was only a few minutes to make Dariel miss Kayra. He was eager to meet Kayra again. Three days he went back and forth through the streets towards the Red bridge hoping to be reunited with Kayra, his efforts in vain.

But who would have thought he met here where a client who uses EO services belongs to his brother. Her sister asked for help to deliver lunch for her employees who were doing decorations at the aunt Neta house. Actually, he refused because he wanted to find Kayra. But he remembered the kindness of Raka's brother during this extinguishment who always gave pocket money without being asked, so he did not feel good if he refused his brother's orders. And she was so grateful to finally meet her beautiful girl.

"Hi..... why is it here...?" Someone patted his shoulder.