
...Don't think too hard about something that's out of your control...
...☘️...
Dusk in the capital does come slower than other cities in Indonesia. That's because even though magrib has come time, but the sky still looks bright.
Dinner has arrived.
As before the formation was the same, and now among them was Dirga.
The atmosphere looked awkward when they were still loyal to each other in silence. In fact, it seems only Mbok Nah who looks to dominate the atmosphere, walking the impression of coming here to pour drinks for all his employers.
"Mr"
"Yes Buk ?"
Everyone seemed to be staring at Bu Gita who suddenly opened her voice.
"It's different than usual"
Hearing her employer's question, the panicked mbok nah just lowered her face by occasionally looking at Khadijah.
"No. This means it's better than usual, mbok well get a new recipe ?"
Realizing the fear on the face of her domestic assistant, Bu Gita then corrected her sentence.
"Oh. That's Ma"
Mbok Nah is a little hesitant to say if it is not him who provides food. Khadijah himself was also confused as to what to say.
"Mama's new daughter-in-law made all this cooking"
Still busy with food in her mouth, Dirga answered the curiosity of her mama.
"Oh yeah ?"
Bu Gita was so amazed to hear the words of his son, did not expect that the cuisine he had previously praised was the work of his son-in-law.
"Truely it's Colored ?"
Khadijah only nodded his head with a smile behind the veil he was wearing.
"CZ. Aksa can buy a much better one for mama"
Honestly, Aksara did not like the pleasantries between them, especially with Khadijah.
"Buy it's common Aksa, if the handmade results of the person we love it's special name"
Bu Gita silenced the speech of his son who tried to relax the day of Khadija, Bu Gita realized Aksara still needed time to receive Khadijah in his life 'Batin Bu Gita'.
"Never argue at the dinner table !"
Mr. Lukman seemed to mediate a conversation that was no longer comfortable.
Everyone refocused on their own food, although hating, but not in the deny if Aksara himself also praised the skill of Khadijah in processing food.
"Ma. Pa. Aksa go first yes"
Not finished with the food on her plate, a message requiring Aksara to leave the dinner with her family.
"Finished dong dear" pinta Bu Gita.
"Later ma !"
"Aksa !"
Bu Gita's call was ignored just like that, but Bu Gita only wanted to remind his son if he also had to say goodbye to Khadija.
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Time is 21:33
It was quite night and Khadijah had not seen Aksara come home. Worry ?. It is possible, although whatever the form of their marriage but Khadija never considered if this marriage is limited to toys.
Although she was holding back the pain in her stomach Khadijah still awaited the arrival of her husband.
All the family members in this house did sleep on the second floor, only Khadijah was on the first floor because the location of the guest room was on the first floor, not alone to be honest, but the truth is, several other household assistants including Mbok Nah were also there.
"What are you doing in Colony ?"
A voice that Khadijah believed to be the voice of Dirga. Sure enough from the end of the stairs Khadijah saw Dirga had walked up to him.
"Mas Dirga!"
Dirga also approached I Khadijah, although from the first Khadija also always keep a distance from him, but for now it feels like Dirga only wants to speak four eyes.
Maybe this is the right opportunity, while the other residents of the house are sound in their break. 'Think Dirga'
"I just found out that your family is in trouble with Ka Aksa"
Maybe not to respond, honestly Dirga just want to be heard and understood.
"Why don't you say it Colored"
"I can help you if it's just the money"
Dirga again said his heart, and Khadija still kept silent by bowing her face.
"Why should Ka Aksa ?. Why don't I just ?"
Deg.
'What does that mean?' inner Khadijah.
I don't know what he meant, but hearing Dirga's words, Khadijah then raised his head, glancing at the face of the man who was standing not far from his place.
"I've loved you for a long time, didn't you feel that ?"
"I don't express my feelings because I want to always take care of you"
It may be true that at this time Dirga just want to express his heart, because honestly Khadijah himself does not have an answer to Dirga's feelings on him.
Between surprise and disbelief, Khadijah really did not expect Dirga to say that to her, even though she knew that Khadijah had become her brother-in-law.
"Sorry Mas Dirga. Looks like this chat is quite up here"
Honestly, Khadijah does not want to increase the problem that will lead to slander.
Aware of the position and status of his wife, Khadijah chose to avoid chatting with Dirga who was already his sister-in-law.
Because we want to talk about it like anything the reality will remain the same.
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