
The smile that suddenly rose from Baihaqi's face instantly vanished. Rara saw the change in facial expression and immediately looked towards Baihaqi as if asking for an explanation.
"So smiling, then why did Mas's face suddenly change so immediately?" asked Rara who had just tried to chew the fried rice into her mouth.
Baihaqi shook her head slowly.
"It's okay. It's really delicious, just ..." ucapa Baihaqi stopped and deliberately hung up to make Rara even pasarn.
Rara felt that there was nothing wrong with the taste of her fried rice. But why did the look on Baihaqi's face seem to say that there was something that disappointed him.
"What only? Don't make me curious" Rara anxiously.
Baihaqi could only help her smile aat look at Rara's panic and tried to raise her shoulders a little sign that something was not right.
"Speak Mas. Don't give me the code, I don't understand" Rara said.
The fried rice in Baihaqi's plate was already exhausted, only about four spoons of large mouthfuls of fried rice had already moved into the stomach of Baihaqi all. Baihaqi's one hand reached for the black coffee cup and sipped it without having to blow the already slightly warm karea.
"Mas Bai? How's it feel?" rara asked worriedly.
Honestly, all women want to be praised and want to sellau look perfect even though there are still many shortcomings in his possession.
"Enak" Baihaqi replied briefly, densely and clearly.
"just that? No repairs?" rara asked then who was still dissatisfied with Baihaqi's answer.
"Less," Baihaq replied again briefly to make Rara become anxious.
"Less what? Please elaborate. Don't make me curious about your answer?" pissed Rara.
Rara just pouted while staring at the annoyed Baihaqi. The fried rice on the plate was exhausted, as well as the milk made by himself , the glass was empty.
Baihaqi laughed. The sound of laughter was really loud and sounded very relaxed once without sin. He could not help it anymore, his anxiety at seeing Rara who was upset and curious about the input from Baihaqi about his cooking.
"Pulling? It's really good Ra. Less even. See my plate clean, and my mouth and stomach still want to? Don't you want to make me feel full again?" baihaqi explained.
Rara's smile widened. There was a sense of happiness when Baihaqi praised his cooking and asked for more to be made. Rara is aware of herself as an ordinary woman, but those beautiful compliments put herself in the upper hand.
"The white rice was gone, so it was just for the potluck. I can't just eat bread" replied Rara slowly.
"So not?" tanya Baihaqi clarified his conversation.
"I'm worried, instead" replied Rara slowly.
"worrying? Why should I worry?" tanya Baihaqi who was well versed with Rara's anxiety and anxiety.
Rara took a deep breath and exhaled slowly while leaning her back on the bamboo chair. One last night that Rara could not forget. The night when his heart was still in turmoil because of Baihaqi's unfulfilling hope.
"I'm afraid, Mas" said Rara Lirih. Both of her palms covered her pretty face.
"Sure, but still. I got it wrong, and it stuck in my heart. See my big belly? Surely the two people are afraid that they will be very angry about this?" rara said slowly.
"I'll defend you, Ra. You ask for responsibility, I am willing to be happy," Baihaqi said softly.
"No need to be too high. Hope you have to get rid of it as soon as possible. Please understand my situation, Mom. My disappointment and heartache are still healing, and I don't want to know any men unless it's just to be friends and be brothers. No more than that" Rara explained.
"I didn't expect that. Let destiny come to us. If we're a match, what can we do?" baihaqi said briefly.
Rara could only smile wryly. Baihaqi is a man who is not easily discouraged and unyielding.
"I'll get ready first. But ..." Rara's words hang up again.
"But what else? Set your heart for friendship. Everything must be fine," Baihaqi said softly with a smile.
Baihaqi only wanted to keep Rara motivated with all her expectations. Even if the hope is not as good as he wants later, at least Rara can take the hikamh of all this. Rara must learn from disappointment, heartache, regret and the true meaning of life. Not only the family is a priority, but everyone around him who is always there in joy and sorrow.
Not long Rara's phone rang loudly.The phone was placed on the dining table. The name Dyah is there. It has been three days that Rara did not contact Dyah to just say hello in cyberspace. Not even saying goodbye did he.
"His ..." sighed Rara slowly.
"Why?" ask Baihaqi slowly.
"Dyah," said Rara briefly.
"Indeed you haven't told Dyah, since yesterday?" ask Baihaqi.
Rara shook her head slowly.
"Not yet" answered Rara briefly. The phone was still in his grasp and still sounded extremely loud.
"Thank God, don't make your friend anxious about your situation, Ra. I know how a caring and caring friend feels, and then there's no news at all. You know, the worry is not good, we will urgency at all times, when the news does not return," said Baihaqi slowly explained.
"Later. I want to take a shower first" said Rara Plean and put her phone back on the dining table.
Rara got up and walked towards her bedroom to take a shower and prepared herself.
Baihaqi could only attract napa with Rara's labile attitude. The hormones of pregnant women are indeed difficult to guess, especially women like Rara who is indeed down with the problems she experienced.
Ponse Rara never rested and still continues to sound. Baihaqi did not have the heart, then opened the screen of his phone and looked for the name of Hendra, his best friend who was none other than Dyah's husband, Rara's best friend.
"Assalamualaikum, Hendra, tell Dyah, your wife. Rara's fine, she's in Bogor with me. Yesterday there was a problem in his rented house" Baihaqi explained slowly.
"Waalaikumsalam, is Rara really in your place? You know, Dyah was confused, yesterday had to go to Rara's rented house, but it was filled with other people. Well, later I will tell Dyah. take care of Rara for us, she is my wife's best friend as well as I have considered as my own sister," said Hendra explained in detail.
It feels very plong, when Baihaqi has given the best news for himself and Dyah about the state of Rara.