First Love of Kalila

BonChap-06

The Kairav Nasution Point of View

One month ago, I bumped into a girl named Nasya, while I was visiting my sister in Bogor City. And now, that girl became one of the members of the marketing team in the same area as me.

Sweet.

It was a word that could describe the figure of Nasya. Not only her face was sweet, the attitude of the girl was so. No wonder many crocodiles Medan city, come to grab his attention. But not so with me.

I'm Kairav Nasution. The most handsome man in my house! I'm his superior too. I served as a marketing manager in Medan area who oversees seven branches, while he was only junior marketing in one of the branches that are in the auspices of my territory. Prestigious dong if I approach it. What does the world say?

Moreover, my heart is still written the name of a beautiful woman, earthy and graceful like a fairy godmother.

Anneke Baskoro's.

Unfortunately, that woman chose to be with another man compared to me. When I met her, she looked sad. I don't know what he's been through. Could she be unhappy in her marriage?

Every night, I always say his name. I'm waiting for his widow!

Over and over again I recited such an evil do'a. So that she would part with her husband! There's no other woman I want but her.

Before getting to know Anneke, I was close to a lot of women. But, since looking at her face at the portrait sent by Kalila, I don't know why I'm so sure, if she's my future paradise.

But, after one year of unceasingly chanting that evil do'a, they still haven't parted. That's why you can't wish evil upon your brother! That's not gonna happen, man!

My heart is frozen against all women. Like a child who wants a toy, I would not, if not he who accompanies my days until the end of age.

But, this heart rippled a little, when there was a girl who was telling a cheerful story with her mother. Mamak looks so sumringah. Since when are they so familiar? Didn't they just meet once, when I hit him in the city of Bogor?

“Rav! You're like a fucking thief! Enter the house without greeting. Quiet anyway!”

“Rav has spoken twice. But Mamak was busy chuckling with this onion boy!”

Children Onion.

It was the call I made, when Nasya first became my junior in the company. What is more appropriate than an onion?

He is five years younger, and his career started five months ago. Nasya was not angry with the call either.

I'm actually a little upset with him. Because ever since his arrival, all the men in the branch office that I run, have been busy looking for attention to this girl. Starting from security, tellers, head customer service, even branch support managers who already have wives, also seek the attention of the girl. As for Nasya, always be friendly to all of them.

I love the charm!

That's my impression on her, since the beginning of the girl's arrival. Her face was not as pretty as Anneke.

“Since when was Mamak familiar with the onion?” I asked when Nasya had left our house. Even I delivered it to the front of the housing complex.

“Kan knew long ago, while in Bogor.”

“Times yes, just met that one time, and now meet again, can be instantly familiar. Get under to home again!”

My mom doesn't seem to want to answer my question. I'm gonna have to ask the onion. Until the next day, I approached him who was sitting alone at his desk.

“Since when are you familiar with my Mamak?”

The girl smiled very sweetly, although still a sweeter smile Anneke.

“We met several times at charity events. Ms. Alinah's studies often participate in charity events held by the owner of the boarding house that I occupy, Mr.”

Charity event? This girl is generous too.

Since then, we have grown closer. Almost every weekend, Mamak always invited Nasya to the house. Cooking good food for Nasya. Sometimes they even cook together. The presence of Nasya makes mamak again feel having a daughter who can be invited to exchange stories. Things that you always miss, since the migration of Kalila to the city of Bogor.

It was as if Nasya was the girl sent by God, as a substitute for Kalila, in this house.

“Your parents, told to stay here only. Later let Mamak prepare a room for them.”

The idea just came out of my mom's mouth. I was surprised to hear too. Nasya greeted him with joy.

Of course he's happy. Because there is no need to spend the cost of staying for his parents.

***

Mr. Azzam and Ms. Aya, come and stay at our house, for three nights. And not only them, Nasya also stayed. The girl even slept in my Mama's room. Nasya and I both applied for leave, to accompany his parents around the city of Medan, and stayed one night around Lake Toba.

Since then, my relationship with Nasya has become very close. There is no declaration of love, neither from me nor Nasya. But I always pick her up and drive her away and go home to work. Every weekend, I pick up the girl to take her home and meet Mamak. We didn't spend twenty-four hours together. At least, we just didn't meet when night fell.

It continued for several months. And finally, after eighteen months of the girl living in Medan City, I proposed to her. Asking him to come with me until death.

“Why just now propose to me?”

Instead of an answer, the girl asked me a question.

“Actually, Nasya doesn't want to date like we do now. Nasya wants, after we get to know each other, Bang Rav immediately proposed!”

I looked at him in wonder. “Since when are we dating?”

The girl seemed to widen her eyes. Even his eyes seemed to want to jump out. He seemed surprised by the question.

“I never said love to you. I never asked you out either. For me, all this time we were just good friends.”

“What?! Te-friends? So all this time you just think of Nasya as a friend? Brother always shuttle and pick up Nasya while working, that's brother said just a friend?!”

I feel like I want to laugh at her babble. Especially seeing his angry expression. I don't know why to me that girl looks so sweet.

“Waaah ... Don't-don't, you thought I was your lover all this time, huh? Huh huh? Da? So?”

I saw his face growing red. And it seemed that not only was she embarrassed, Nasya also seemed to feel extremely annoyed.

The girl was even about to leave me. He got up from his seat. But my hand grabbed his fingers. I knelt before him.

“Nadio ... Would you marry me. Beside me, accompany my days, until death pick me up?”

Of course he can't say no. The charm of a Kairav Nasution alone was already so dazzling. Moreover, the charm of a Kairav kneeling before him?

The yes answer from Nasya, taking me and Mamak flying to the Capital, proposed to Nasya officially. The date of our wedding has also been set. But, just as I was about to return to my hometown. I met myself accidentally with Anneke. We just throw each other a smile, then move away from each other. Step into our respective goals.

And, from Kalila I finally know, if Anneke is officially divorced from Ibrahim. Anneke has become a widow. Is this the answer to every prayer I once did?

Anneke Baskoro's. That woman still occupies one corner of my heart.

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