Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Kasmaran Memory

Tonight at Bagas' house. Praba was putting his belongings into a bag. After settling down, he also met the parents of Bagas to say goodbye, because today he will move to the new house.

After saying goodbye, Praba also invited Bagas to go with him. Incidentally this is Sunday night, so Bagas will stay with Praba, as well as being able to apple and meet Myesha.

Arriving at the new house, the Calya family is preparing for dinner. Praba and Bagas joined them after previously storing their belongings into a room upstairs.

In that simple dinner, only small talk happened. However, once in a while Praba steals a look at Calya. Inwardly, Praba was happy to be closer to the woman.

Until the dinner is over, Praba invites Calya to sit on the balcony terrace.

"Why what?" ask Calya.

"Just have a chat while looking at the moon" said Praba.

Meanwhile, Mr. Darmawan and his wife have now entered the room to rest. Meanwhile, Bagas and Myesha chose to sit down and chat on the front porch.

"See moon?" ask Calya again.

"Yes .. yuk." Praba immediately held Calya's hand and invited her to stand and walk up the stairs.

On the balcony terrace, Praba held a plastic mat. Then I invited Calya to sit there.

"Know not, if pregnant women should always be happy," said Praba.

"Yes .. so that his son is also happy" said Calya.

"Em .. if you already know that, yes you should not be sad anymore" said Praba.

"Who is sad?" ask Calya.

"So you're not sad?" Praba looked at Calya.

The woman shook her head.

"Aren't you sad after losing your job?" ask Praba again.

Calya nodded back. "If you keep working there, won't it make me sadder?"

"Then ... Now what's your plan? ask Praba.

"It seems, it is no longer possible for me to find a job. I will try to open a culinary business, then sold online. Myesha is no longer working. I think he'll want to help me market that sale" said Calya.

"Wah .. good. That idea is great. You are good at cooking. Hmm ... I will also help to market your culinary," said Praba.

Calya nodded with a happy smile. "But .. I should be able to create something unique. Something that has more value, so people will keep buying that food."

"How's it going?" ask Praba.

"What way?"

"Yes how to make something that has more value."

"Yes .. must continue testing dong," said Calya.

"Okay ... then, I will invest to start the culinary business," muttered Praba.

Calya looked at him. "Really?"

"Yes, of course. As long as you are happy, whatever I will do," said Praba

"Huh?"

"Why? Is something wrong?" ask Praba.

"Why is my happiness important to you?"

"And I said earlier, pregnant women should be happy" said Praba.

Calya was silent for a moment while stroking her stomach. He felt grateful that there were others who cared so much about the baby's happiness. Things not even his own father did.

"Cal .. take a look at the moon" said Praba, shaking Calya from her delusion.

Calya raised her head, looking up at the celestial object.

"Remember no, I once said that you were sad again, just went outside looking at the moon. And ... that time, I gave something to you as a birthday present," Praba continued.

Hearing that, Calya also remembered the moon-shaped pendant necklace that had been given by Praba. Slowly, his fingers reached into the object hanging from his neck, and tucked inside the clothes he was wearing.

"You still wearing it?" muttered Praba as he looked towards Calya.

"Yes, of course. Ever since you gave it to me, I have never let go of this necklace" Calya replied.

"Oh yeah? Em ... thank you," said Praba.

"Thank you for what?" calya asked confusedly.

"Thank you for always wearing my gift. I thought you had thrown it away" muttered Praba.

"Geez, I can't throw it away. This necklace means a lot to me" said Calya.

"mean? Why?"

"Yes, because this is a gift from someone who comforts me on my birthday that must be passed without someone who should be by my side at that time" Calya explained.

"Hmm .. those moments are over. Now you should go through happy times. For you, your family, and your child." said Praba.

Calya responded to Praba's words with a nod.

"Cal .. can I hold your hand?" asked Praba while looking at the woman.

"For what?" Calya returned Praba's gaze.

"To predict your future."

"Huh? Can you do it?" Calya knitted her brows.

Praba. "We'll try it first."

Slowly, Calya extended her left palm to Praba. The man grabbed it and placed it over one palm of his hand. Meanwhile, the other palm began to feel the lines engraved on it.

"What do you see?" ask Calya.

"Em .. seems like our hand lines are the same" Praba said with a serious face-to-face expression.

"What's the same?" ask Calya curiously.

"Yes the line" answered Praba.

"Line?" ask Calya again.

"Yes, these lines" said Praba, pointing at Calya's palm.

Realizing that Praba is working on him, Calya pulls his hand, then hits Praba on the shoulder.

"Ih .. You know me!"

Praba was also broken. He was amused by Calya's annoyance.

"I'm sorry, Princess," said Praba, clenching his palms.

"Already ah, I just want to go down. Sleepy to sleep," said Calya while standing up.

Praba stood up.

"Hmm .. yes sleep. It's also night" said Praba.

Calya stepped into the house. Praba. However, just before Calya came down the stairs, Praba called out to her.

"Fuckin!"

The woman looked. "What else?"

"My dream is yes" said Praba with a smile.

Calya just glared her eyes, then turned her face and stepped back down the stairs.

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Tomorrow is the last part of this waterfall for season one which is extra part. May you all be entertained by this story. A simple story created from the experience of moving tasks, and often find household problems like this. However, the wisdom that can be taken is about clarity, gratitude, and the struggle to rise again.

Writing up to these parts, especially full during September, I really intend for all loyal readers Darrellofa. See you in the next stories that are even more exciting.

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