Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Rasa

Praba stopped the pace of his motorbike in the ranks of food sellers.

"Why what?" ask Calya.

"Buy souvenirs first yuk for the same Father Mother," he said.

Calya also according to, got off the bike and with him bought some kind of food to take home. However, Praba momentarily invited me to sit on a bench overlooking the garden.

"Why again?" ask Calya.

"Sit down for a minute, yuk" asked Praba.

Soon, they were sitting there. Praba also ordered two glasses of wedang round on one of the food vendors there for him and Calya enjoy while sitting.

"Who is raindra?" Praba asked while looking straight at the direction where the round peddler was concocting his sale into the bowl.

Calya was stunned, then looked at Praba.

"Raindra .. was my girlfriend before I met Dirga and married her" Calya replied.

"Oh ex-boyfriend. He lives in this town?" ask Praba again.

Calya nodded slowly. "Yes, the owner of the cafe where Myesha works," he replied.

"Oh yeah? Meaning ... You guys already know each other and meet in this city?" Praba's face is slightly flat. There is a feeling that he is hiding.

Meanwhile, Calya stared riled at Praba. "What do you mean?"

"Have you been in communication all this time?" praba asked while looking at Calya.

Calya shakes. "No. Not once either. We met accidentally in this town. So too with Myesha. Absolutely never thought."

"Oh," said Praba briefly.

Calya scrunched her forehead. "Why?"

Praba. "No. It's okay."

A moment later, their round wedang order had come. Each one had their bowls.

"Is he married?" asked Praba while scooping the sticky rice seeds in his bowl.

"Yet. But she's dating my boss. Cafe owner Rainela," replied Calya.

"Oh. May they marry soon yes" muttered Praba.

"Yes" said Calya.

"Did your boss know about your relationship with his girlfriend?" search Praba again.

Calya nodded back. Justifying Praba's question.

"Then ... how to respond" said Praba.

"I don't know" replied Calya. "After all, she knew I was pregnant" she continued.

"He's not jealous of you, is he?"

"Come, but there's no reason to be jealous of a pregnant widow like me" said Calya.

"I just don't want you to be depressed. If that happens, you better stop working" said Praba.

Calya looked at the man. His eyebrows cling back.

"Whatchu mean? You know that I need a job, and finding a job is hard for me now."

"I mean .. I just don't want you to suffer anymore" said Praba, trying to calm Calya down.

"Why?" Calya asked as she looked at Praba with a twinkle of eye highlighting without pause.

"Because I care about you," Praba replied while returning Calya's gaze.

"But that concern has been too much" said Calya.

Praba exhaled, then said, "Sorry .. forgive me."

After that, for a few minutes only silence occurred. Neither Calya nor Praba started the word. Until the time of the wedang round in their bowl are both ludes, both of them decided to leave.

On the way on the bike, silence returned. Each of us is struggling with his mind. Calya who is still curious and tries to guess about the direction of Praba's attention, while on the other hand, the man tries to cover his heart. Her feelings.

***

In front of the room, the motor stopped. Calya also came down from the motorbike.

"I'll go home, Cal. Tomorrow I will stop by again and chat with Mom and Dad," said Praba.

The woman turned to enter. However, Praba called out his name, making Calya stop her steps and look back at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Once again, sorry for that," said Praba.

Calya was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Yes," he said.

After that, they both smiled.

"I go home first yes," said Praba before advancing his bike.

Calya accompanied him with a nod, then turned back and walked into the room.

"Assalamualaikum," he said then waltzed in.

"Waalaikumsalam," said the father, mother and Myesha.

"Home home, Mother? How's the checkup?" sergeant Myesha.

Calya sat down for a moment on the carpet and put down some plastic bags she was carrying.

"Take the plate first, Sha," he said.

"OK ready. Gosh, bring some snacks, huh? It must be Mas Praba who bought it," said Myesha as she hurriedly stood up to do her brother's orders.

"What about you, Cal?" ask mother.

"Alhamdulillah, well, ma'am. It's been twelve weeks" said Calya.

"Thank God" said the mother.

"It seems, Nak Praba is a good young man huh. He had been with him Calya and now he still wants to help her" said Mr. Darmawan.

"He's a widower, sir," said Calya.

"Young? Divorce too? ask the mother.

Calya shakes. "His wife died of illness, when their marriage was just a year old. Praba became a widower without children."

"Wah .. pity him too. Where are the other families?" ask Calya's mother again.

"Come, Ma. Calya has never asked anything else about her personal life. Maybe because all this time Calya's life problems have also taken a lot of time and attention, so that we often discuss only about Calya's problems," murmured Calya.

Shortly after, Myesha rejoined some of the dishes in her hands.

"But Mas Raindra is also now much better. Besides being more handsome, it is also well established" said Myesha.

"What the hell are you, Sha, by the way" the mother said.

"Lho, the same father Mother has not met him to? That's it, isn't it?" timpal Myesha again.

"It's ah, we better eat this cake alone," muttered Mr. Darmawan while plucking a piece of egg martabak.

My wife did the same. So too with Myesha.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Myesha bought milk for pregnant women. It's on the shelf" said Myesha, pointing to the two boxes of milk with a picture of the pregnant woman.

"Are you paying, Sha?" ask Calya.

"Em .. yes," answered Myesha hesitantly.

"Cepet very," said Calya.

"Yes, you can ask for a weekly salary. Em, Myesha also buy fruits," said Myesha.

"Gee, very good of you" said Calya.

"Yes dong, for the sake of his beloved brother and future favorite nephew," said Myesha.

One family laughed together. Mr. Darmawan and his wife feel very happy to be together with their children at this time. Even in the midst of adversity, togetherness seems to be a healer and a giver of strength.

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Tomorrow we see the rented house near Rainela Cafe yuk. Last time Myesha saw there was a contracted house, her room was two, there was a living room and a kitchen as well. The place is good, especially close to the workplace of Ms. Calya," said Myesha.

"Huh? Contract house? Who wants to pay?" ask Calya.

"Just calm down, Ma'am. Myesha's gonna pay her rent every month. Put on Myesha's salary," the girl said as she pointed to her chest.

Calya immediately knitted her brows hearing the younger brother's statement. Of course, disbelief enveloped his mind. How could Myesha's salary as a cafe waitress be enough to pay rent rent rent every month. Moreover, it has other needs.

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