For Kahiyang

42: Kahiyang & Alsya

Kahiyang sat in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of his swollen face. His heart is equally fragile. The earth destroyed everything. Twice the pain he felt.

Satria is the first man who is able to melt the heart of Kahiyang, even though their relationship is wrong. Satria tried to defend it, but the harsh reality came. The news of Satria's wife who fainted because she was pregnant, made Satria's position cornered.

Kahiyang disappointed, hurt and desperate. Who else made Satria's wife pregnant, if not Satria himself. Think Kahiyang. Being a stupid girl for the first time. First experience of painful romance.

And the Earth came to comfort him, giving him a way out which he finally agreed. Wanted to accept an arranged plan from her father, to marry Bumi.

At that time Kahiyang had high hopes on Earth. Being a couple who love each other without having to hurt or be the cause of the destruction of a family.

But everything is falling apart. Kahiyang didn't get one of them. The Earth lied to him, so did Satria.

"My message was not read at all" murmured Kahiyang, observing his phone screen. The message to Alsya from last night was not read at all.

"I'm a victim here too. But why angry? I also gave him a chance to replace me" Kahiyang said again. I was angry with Alsya.

For him it is unfair that he was blamed in yesterday's problems.

"Fucking wow! same everything!" that means, then throw the phone on the bed.

Kahiyang opened the balcony door of her room. Standing leaning against the fence, looking at the clear sky that morning.

"I have to go back to London. Maybe this isn't my place. I'd better get out of here quickly" Kahiyang said.

"Don't be rash. Don't make it an escape" said Brisia. Appeared from inside Kahiyang's room.

"Mama ...," he cried in surprise.

"Mama does not want you to accelerate your departure to London because you want to run away from yesterday's problems. I want you to leave with a calm heart. Mama wants to fly next year to London for your graduation. Find your happiness there. No one knows where it came from" said Brisia and pinched her eldest daughter's left cheek.

Kahiyang nodded with a smile. "Well promise, Ma. Next year, Kahi graduates. Kahi wants to make Mama Papa proud" he replied.

"It's not just Mama Papa who's proud. Kiran's mother must be proud, too" said Brisia. They hugged each other.

Nothing is as beautiful as witnessing a stepdaughter's closeness to her mother. Others would not have thought that they were not mothers and biological children. What an incredible love. Kahiyang is feeling very lucky.

"Thank you, Mama is always there for Kahi" said Kahiyang, still hugging Brisia. Brisia gave a gentle nod and swipe at her daughter's back.

In the afternoon, Kahiyang helped his two sisters put some clothes in a suitcase. Kahiyang decided to speed up the two-day scheduled departure to London.

"Aren't you trying to call Alsya again?" ask Bitna.

"Yes, brother. It doesn't feel good to go but there's still a problem" Brenda added.

Kahiyang thrust his phone, revealing some messages he sent to Alsya. "Absolutely unread. How do I keep going? but it's not my fault either. Why would he hire me?" Kahiyang.

"Maybe brother Alsya still bete same sister. So he deliberately did not want to open a message from brother," said Brenda. Bitna elbowed her sister, warning that Brenda had misspoken.

Kahiyang's face flushed. His lips are already kamit and want to curse.

"Forget over! Lupain just about the sister's message. Come on, we're packing! Where else is there to go?" bitna asked, switching the conversation.

Kahiyang pointed at Brenda's face. "Ambilin black bag in the bottom cupboard on the left!" her word.

"Yes .. yes," Brenda immediately got up, walking briskly to the wardrobe room. While Bitna chuckled while looking down, straddling Kahiyang's clothes.

"Basic!" cibir Kahiyang saw the behavior of his two younger siblings.

I don't feel like three hours have passed. At this time, the family is sitting sweetly enjoying dinner. Last dinner together. Tomorrow night, Kahiyang will fly to London. Back to the routine as an art student.

"Grandmother why?" ask Kahiyang, rubbing Airin's hand.

Everyone stared at Airin who finally shed tears.

"Kok cry anyway?" Kahiyang wiped away her grandmother's tears.

Everyone knows what Airin is feeling. And everyone knows how Airin loves Kahiyang so much.

Airin, who is still in a wheelchair, moves both wheels facing Kahiyang.

"Mother's prayers quickly recovered. Grandma will visit you often to London. Don't go back to Indonesia, stay there. Find your own happiness, "airin's message. According to him, yesterday's experience was enough for Kahiyang who was still young. Airin did not want her granddaughter to recollect those memories.

"But, mom. Kahiyang. How could he stay there? It just adds to the worry," Rozi protested.

"All because of you! Shut up and for this time my granddaughter has to obey what I say!" firmly Airin.

Brisia held back her returning husband wanting to say his objections.

"Yes, grandma. Kahi agrees. Kahi will obey the words of grandma. Don't scold Papa." said Kahiyang, back rubbing the back of Airin's hand that is wrinkled because of age.

"Keep me how?" - all eyes point to the source of the voice - "I have to go to London too? just to meet you, kangen-kenan? cg ..." Alsya grieved, raised her protest.

"Sir ..." Kahiyang got up from his seat. Everyone was relieved and smiled to see Alsya coming.

"What's? how much do you hate me, keep rushing to leave?" Alsya spread out both hands after giving the shoulder bag to Chris. Alsya welcomes Kahiyang, wanting to embrace immediately.

"Sir ..." Kahiyang scattered, welcoming his cousin.

"Basin a bad sister!" cibir Alsya's. Kahiyang smiled and her eyes glazed over.

"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry" Kahiyang said. Although it is not his fault, but Kahiyang felt that everything happened because of his contribution.

"For what? That fucking guy?" ask Alsya. Kahiyang nodded slowly.

"Stupid!" said Alsya, the head of Kahiyang.

"Sit here dong. We're having dinner together" Bitna asked, glancing at Chris.

Kahiyang embraced Alsya's arm, drawing closer towards the dining table and all the family.

"Who?" bitna asked after giving her seat to Alsya sat down.

"Who?" alsya asked, then followed the direction of Bitna's view. Instantly Alsya pinched her cousin's smooth thigh.

"Ac ... Why nyubit anyway? Sick, sis." Bitna. All of them saw the figure of a man who was still standing.

"Don't macem-macem you! He's mine!" alsya said with pressure, looking at Chris. The adjutant.

"Huh? It's a real move on her," said Brenda. Alsya looked at him cynically.

Rozi, Airin, Brisia and Kahiyang also smiled. They're relieved.

In the end, Alsya and Kahiyang made up again. There was no longer any strangulation in the hearts of the two. They both let go. Kahiyang can return to London feeling calm and happy.

And on the other hand, Satria is still with her mess. He decided to take a few days off to Australia.

To be Continued ...