Hearts to Saila

SAILA eps 13

Known only as a superior with an apprentice student, and suddenly he was involved in many of my life problems, suddenly he also invited me to his house and introduced me as a potential ghost. Wow it turns out that talent is down this munurun. 

“ Talents downhill. ” lirihku that may only be heard by pak Arta.

Suddenly after she heard what I said, she grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to her.

I gasped in shock because of the act, I turned my face to face him and looked at him with a prayer so as not to be like and make me embarrassed here.

But it was just a sweet smile that she gave me. Oh my God, this is a hell of a person. 

“ We know in the office well, he's an apprentice student in the division Danu.” He lighted it to his father. 

“ Wow, interesting also your story, Danu if you are serious with him immediately meet his parents. I'm sure you're gentle okay ma bro.” Jjar his father with a young tone.

Whats? whahuh? my parents? gosh, what a surprise for me today, so many surprising and unexpected things. 

“ Relax well, Fanu will soon meet Saila's parents. Wait yes well, get ready to prepare a group for application.”

“ Beres is Danu, the important thing is to meet his parents first, the business let the same father take care of his mother, take care of him well do not let go. “ Light his father with a wide smile.

Oh, my God, let alone this. I swear again with him and myself today. I'm tired of facing today.

I decided to just smile and answer the potluck if it didn't bring me down or him. Look, sir, I try not to embarrass you in front of your parents, I respect you. Look at it later, be ready later I'll lash out. 

“ Yuk everyone eats, ready for food.” Shouted his mother from the kitchen. 

Then immediately his father stood up and invited us to join the lunch together.

I was still staring at the place and suddenly my hand was held and held by him and invited him to the dining room. 

Silent, lonely, and awkward. There was only the sound of the sound of spoons and forks clashing on the plate. It seems that this family is prescribing the rule of not speaking while eating.

After they finished eating, they began to talk again.

“ O yes, Avia is going to Jakarta next week , she said she wants there to be a campus assignment there. Can she stay at your house for a week ?” mother said

“ Can mah, need Danu pick up when?”

“ Let him be your contact.”

Avia?, who is she? a boyfriend? an ex? a brother?

“ She's my sister. ” Whisper in my ear. I was surprised when he took a bump in my ear.

" I didn't ask. ” My whisper came back to him in a cold tone. 

“ Oh yes, we say we go home first mah, well.” Pamit pak Arta's

“ Why hurry anyway, later a little afternoon, still hot today afternoon.” prevent his father

“ A minute, mama bring food first yes.” Said his mother as she sailed towards the kitchen.

“ Danu want no business well, mumpung rather free gini fit to bring Saila to home” pak Arta explained while sipping his drink.

Me, just silently listening to the conversation between them, this boss, let him do and say what he wants first.

I don't know if they talk about the business of the office and their respective busyness, I just be a loyal listener here who is more ignorant and understanding about their conversation anyway, he said, it is better to stay silent because here the rules I who crave the same Pak Arta dong.

Before long his mother came out carrying a bag of food bagged with paper bag and handed it to the pact Arta.

“ Hehe yes ma, Danu will often come here and there is Saila.” He said with a crybaby, but the look on his mother's face was flat to hear the ravings of the Arta pact was not like his father who had somehow looked very happy. 

Either because it is the nature and character of his father who humble or indeed he is happy this time, this time, 

“ Danu Saila Pamit ya mah yah.” He said as he greeted his two ghosts, and I greeted them after Mr. Arta, not forgetting my big smile that I defended earlier.

“ Healthy healthy yes son Saila.” Sir Arta's father said as he stroked my head gently.

Geez it feels like dad, really I feel like daddy affection this time. Well, it's mellow, huh, 

“ Yes om.” My words are innocent and the smile bloomed. And she returned my smile wider and looked very happy. 

When I was sitting next to the steering wheel my frown was on mode and he was sitting in the steering wheel with a feeling of happiness perhaps, because it seemed he was so warm compared to usual. 

His car started driving past the housing complex of his house and I just stayed quiet.

“ What is your plan? it's acting, right?” I said suddenly because I did not feel at home with a variety of questions, too itchy lips not to talk when a pile of question marks gathered on the head. 

“ Plan? hem, marry you.” He said relaxed by staying focused on driving.

“ Father don't joke.” My words confirmed the sentence.

“ What? what's kidding? seen daritadi joking?” He asked confusedly by looking at me for a while and refocused on the streets.

“ Sir, does it make sense anyway, so soon? what exactly is the purpose of father?” I said in a slightly higher tone than before.

“ Destination?”

“ the more here I feel the more unreasonable sir. “ my protest to him while I turned my gaze to the car window.

“ What do you mean Saila?.” He asked in surprise while trying to pull his car over the shoulder of the road.

“ You know what I mean, you also know my trauma.” I swallowed and bowed.

“ Saila listen, you've heard all the reasons I'm not, what still doubts you. Look I'm not like Fandi, I'm really serious with you. ” The answer is steady with a smooth tone

“ Don't say that sir, he mas Fandi also said that, in fact what?.better you just get here.” I said while looking at her face facing me 

“ You've met my parents, do I see any hidden intentions?” He asked in a more subtle tone than before and looked at me with a gaze similar to that of Aqil when calming me when angry. 

I don't know every time I want to be angry with someone falling not angry but crying, it first feels tight because it holds tears rather than wanting to be angry.

This chest is getting claustrophobic, not strong these eyes stem the tears that already want to come out of the eyelids, as hard as I can hold these tears so as not to fall. 

“ Sir, I don't know you yet. To progress to a more serious stage I am afraid sir.” My words vibrate.

Instantly he grabbed my hand and cupped it with both hands and gently stroked the back of my hand. 

“ Saila, sorry I forced you. Relax, I will also wait for your readiness, do not be afraid.” he said in a soothing tone.

“ Honest all this time I asked, what is your purpose? and why me? a lot of women out there like your mama said, I'm too toxic for you, I'm a messy woman sir.” I said with a more vibrating tone.

“ Hey, you are not toxic, everyone has a past right, and you also know about my past, then what still doubts you. Power dare to swear I am serious with you Saila.” Bright with the eyes that I have known all this time, namely the eyes that always mas Aqil show when he will leave and when afraid of losing mother and I.

Deg, swear? is he really serious with me? or is this just a crocodile phrase that is often heard by women?