Dusk Rainbow

Debates

As Syakila and Afif's wedding day draws near, Mahesa's father's family is preoccupied with various preparations. In the morning Devan and Raisya have arrived at the big house, he does not want to disappoint mother for the umpteenth time. As the first child Devan was instrumental in the event that will be held massively.

"I don't like it the least when it's noisy at home" said Devan, who just walked in. Everyone in the living room looked up and looked at him.

Being the center of attention is no stranger to Devan, he likes it and keeps making sensations to melt the atmosphere.

Raisya retreats and hides behind her husband, unwilling to become an easy target of the family because of Devan's actions.

"Tumben early in the morning, usually also two hours late" said Mahesa's father who immediately welcomed the arrival of Devan and Raisya.

Mother was stunned when she saw Father hugging Devan who was still staring behind the door. I don't usually act like that, even lately I've been asking Devan frequently.

What's wrong with dad?

That's Devan's statement that is replying to the warm embrace of the father. However, he did not have the courage to say directly, for him to get a special reception was enough to make him happy.

"Yes, you have to be more patient with your husband" said the father let go of his embrace and turned to embrace his daughter-in-law.

Raisya just put on a smile. Because, during marriage, that's all he did, until now can get Devan's heart completely.

Mother who was still surrounded by other children was shedding tears, moved by the scenery that rarely happened.

Syakila, Asyifa, Daffa and Daffi moved and embraced his mother at the same time.

"Sister, later anterin to the boutique yes, take clothes," Syakila pinta on Raisya.

Devan sharpened his gaze while pulling Raisya's waist.

"No, there are still a lot of people. Why my wife?" devan protested with a cynical tone.

Syakila squinted her lips at the exaggerated Devan.

Mother took one step forward looking at her sons and daughters in turn.

"Not only Syakila and Raisya to the boutique, but everything must be there," explained Mommy.

"Including big brother too" he added while staring at Devan who is on the right side of the mother.

Raisya clenched both of her lips curtailing laughter as she looked at Devan's lazy-looking reaction. Especially before coming to Mother's house, Devan did not manage to touch her, and it was successful in making the man careless.

Forced Devan to drive his wife and sisters to the car, the dispute is not only in the middle room. In fact, even upon arrival in the garage they throw each other the key that was finally achieved by Raisya.

"Lho, you can't do that, honey, let Daffa be driven." Devan took the key from Raisya's hand and handed it to Daffa. He did not accept if his wife had to be the driver of his sisters.

"You alone, I have to reply to Airin's chat." handed the key again to Daffi. 

"So, yeah." Daffi smiled wryly. 

"Let's just you, Den," said a driver who had seen their debate.

"No, sir, let me." Finally the oldest gave up. Devan opened the door for Raisya, and almost entered, a familiar car from the gate.

"There's Aunt Aida, you meet first" Devan said. 

Although most recalcitrant and annoying, Devan still upholds what his parents taught.

Just getting out of the garage, Devan stops his steps when he sees the woman who just got out of the car om andre.

Alisa, why is she the same as Andre and Aida's aunt, what is this.

Raisya who just got out of the car immediately approached Devan and stood by his side, her eyes following the direction Devan eyes looked.

Not that the woman who was in the sosmed with brother Devan, if she's Alisa why is here with aunt Aida and om Andre, who is the girl. 

Raisya turned her head to look at Devan's pale face from the side, clearly visible a tinge of tension in the wrinkles of her husband's eyes.

Devan nodded quickly. 

Syakila, meanwhile, stared in front of Devan and grabbed both hands.

"Sister don't think about anything, there's Raisya's brother and we'll continue to be next to brother."

Daffi and Daffa embrace Devan from behind, Asyifa also wrestled spoiled with Syakila and Raisya.

"No, I'm just surprised, now we meet Aunt Aida first, after that we just go."

All of them joined hands to approach the family of Om Andre who was still waiting next to the car.

"Morning, Om," Devan said straightforwardly, expelling all the nervousness that had slapped him.

"In the morning, where are you guys going? "

"We're going to the boutique, Om, Auntie. Sorry can't accompany Om and Aunt" Devan said.

After greeting the brother of her in-laws, Raisya switched to approaching the girl she had never met.

Raisya stretched out her hand and smiled. 

"Did you know, my name is Raisya. His wife Devan's brother."

Devan approaches Raisya and embraces his wife's small shoulder.

"The girl received Raisya's hand. My name is Alisa" she answered briefly. 

"Beautiful name, like her man," praises Raisya.

"Sister Alisa, I'm sorry that I and the others can't accompany you, we want to go to the boutique." Syakila melts the awkwardness between Devan, Alisa and Raisya.

"It's okay, just go."

Devan turns her body around with Alisa dead. The guilt was again present when he was reunited with the girl. A girl who had been willing to accompany her life for five years. However, all of those memories stayed that had to be erased along with the passage of time.

"Let me drive." Daffa opened the door of the steering wheel, while Devan and Raisya sat in the back seat. 

It had been almost five minutes that Devan and his brother had driven through the streets, but not a word had been said. Only silence exists with the sound of the engine whizzing. 

Daffa who was busy with his steering wheel occasionally saw his brother who was daydreaming from the reflection of the rearview mirror.

It didn't feel like Raisya was shedding tears.  Although Devan had no response whatsoever to Alisa, but in silence the man seemed to be harboring something.

Is Brother Devan still in love with Alisa, if it's true, why does he continue to show his affection for me.  Isn't this unfair to me?

Daffi looked back and brought his head closer to Syakila. 

"Sir Raisya is crying" Daffi whispered.

Sontak Syakila turned to look at Raisya who was sitting behind her. 

"Sister.." The loud voice of Syakila broke Devan's daydream. 

The man was shocked as Raisya's cheeks were already filled with tears.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

Devan grabbed Raisya's body and held her tightly. 

"I'm sorry" said Devan.