First Love of Kalila

Eps. 116

“Loh, Ibrahim?!” screeched the middle-aged woman. Ibrahim swallowed his salivary. “You know the host too? Or .... Kalila's friend?” asked the beak woman, while looking at Kalila who had been staying beside Ibrahim.

“Iya Ma'am. Bang Khalid is my best friend at ITB. While Lila, she is one of my best staff,” Ibrahim explained. Hearing Ibrahim praising Kalila, Khalid smiled widely and patted Ibrahim on the shoulder.

“It's all thanks to you, Ba. You motivated Lila,” Khalid said. “True, La?” Hearing the elder sister's question, Kalila smiled shyly. It did not go unnoticed by Ms. Baskoro. Moreover, Khalid continued to tease Kalila. As if giving signals, if there is something unusual from Ibrahim's relationship with Kalila

Bu Baskoro— his mother Anneke— can only smile thinly.

Having just arrived and having a conversation with Khalid, Ibrahim said goodbye.

“Newly come already directly say goodbye?” This is the question that everyone asked Abraham. Including by Ms. Alinah— her birth mother Kalila, who is still busy talking to Ms. Ghita.

“There's been an appointment with papi.” That was the answer Abraham gave. I don't know since when the famous man Soleh, smart to lie. Ibrahim does not like the current situation. He did not expect to meet his mother Anneke at Kalila's residence. Going out of the crowd would be better.

“La, take Ibra forward.” Khalid's words really made Bu Baskoro sure, if there is a special relationship between Kalila and Ibrahim.

***

Last night, Anneke sent a message to Ibrahim. Actually Ibrahim already thought, if Anneke would contact him. Baskoro must have told the girl about their meeting at the Kalila residence. Ibrahim had already prepared an answer, if Anneke asked about it.

And this is where the young couple promised. In a restaurant that provides Sundanese food. Anneke, who did not want to be picked up by Ibrahim, has now arrived first at the restaurant. Anneke even sat in a saung above a freshwater pond, while feeding the fish under the saung.

“A long time?” abraham asked as soon as he arrived at the saung. Ibrahim didn't have to ask that. The food on the table is all gone. Anneke replied with a smile.

“You want me to order food?” ask Anneke. Ibrahim shook his head, as the man had already ordered a glass of drink before meeting Anneke in the saung. Anneke continued to feed the fish, until a pack of fish food had been stocked.

Before long, the drinks ordered by Ibrahim arrived. Anneke washed her hands on the tap in front of the saung.

Now, the two young men are sitting facing each other. Stare at each other. “What does Lila have to do?”

Anneke didn't want to waste a second. Without further ado, the girl went straight to her goal.

“I'm sure, if you must have told me about the incident at Kalila's house. But I have nothing to do with that girl. Lila's my employee. Brother— Khalid— is my best friend since I was still sitting on the bench of High School,” explained Ibrahim.

Anneke was silent, and stared intently at the man who had proposed to her. As if searching for the truth on the man's brownish bead.

Ibrahim exhaled a heavy breath.

“I've loved Lila,” Ibrahim said. Anneke. It is true that the mother suspected the relationship between Kalila and Ibrahim.

“But that was, Ne. When Lila was in High School. It's been a long time. Now, I don't have that kind of feeling anymore with lila.”

“But, how about Lila? How's Lila feeling? Didn't Akang think of that?”

“Do all the women who like me, should I marry?”

Ibrahim's question was able to silence Anneke. Even what Ibrahim meant, it is true. But he is unlikely to hurt a girl he already considers his own sister.

“Kalila is my sister,” said Anneke choked, his face down.

“I won't ask you, to wait for me until next year. What if our engagement is next month?”

Anneke. The girl became doubtful with Ibrahim, ever since the dislike speech that was thrown by her biological mother. The girl with whom Ibrahim was related was Kalila. The girl he had already considered like his own sister.

“Trust me, Kalila and I have nothing more than a friend. Co-workers. Rasaku to him, has been extinct since a long time ago.”

Again, Ibrahim reassured Anneke. Ibrahim made a promise to himself, it was his last persuasion. If the girl before him still doubted him, Ibrahim would turn to Kalila.

“I'll think about it. Give me two days,” said Anneke. Ibrahim just nodded. The man then finished the avocado juice he had ordered. The young couple walked out of the restaurant.

Meanwhile, at the residence of Adi Putra, Dimas was sitting in the living room of the house with the owner of the house.

“I still won't give the project to you!”

“But, Mr. Sanjaya asked Dimas who was working on the project, Kek,” Dimas replied. Adi Putra is angry.

“If you want to work on that project, do it. But immediately leave my company!”

“Good Cake. Since Grandpa already said it, Dimas would think about it.”

Hearing Dimas' words, Adi's son looked at Dimas with a smile. It was not a smile of happiness, but a smile that made Dimas feel slighted, humbled.

***

Two days passed .. The promise Anneke made was not done. The girl did not give any news to Ibrahim, regarding his answer to the man's proposal. Ibrahim also made no attempt to contact Anneke. If the woman he admired did not accept him, Abraham still had Kalila.

That morning, as soon as he arrived at the office, Ibrahim went straight to Kalila, at his desk. “Let's break time to my room, yes,” Ibrahim said. Of course Kalila was very happy to hear that. The girl smiled and nodded quickly.

The arrival of Ibrahim, made Kalila more eager to do his duty. The girl could not wait to have lunch with her husband.

And when the time of rest came, Kalila came to Ibrahim's room. “Yuk, eat,” invite Dimas.

“Lila want to have lunch together, in the room Bang Ibra!” peek at the girl cheerfully. Dimas smiled wryly. Her memory drifted back to three days ago, when she visited her grandfather's house.

“Perhaps, I should leave this office, La. What matters is that you are happy now. A' Ibra seems to have seen you back.”

The next day, Dimas handed in his resignation letter.

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