Longing Curtain

Episode 31

"I don't guarantee your presence but I hope that you'll always be by my side"

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"Hum, it smells good "

I looked up, Brother Fahmi was in front of me while staring at the brownies I made. Staring at him nonstop, I immediately patted his hand that touched the brownie that was still intact.

"Why did you go home anyway?" my many.

"Udah finished his studies" replied Mr. Fahmi. " Can you please ask for a deck?" I turned the lazy eyeball and said Fahmi's words.

He immediately devoured one piece of brownies on the plate. I just smiled a little looking at the expression when I ate it. I do like cooking, especially when making cakes.

"Then you go home first?"

"Yes, this morning, the lecture went home, so I said.

"Siska what do you think" I frowned looking at Fahmi's brother who still ate brownies.

"If I think he's kind, understanding, kind is good anyway" I said.

"That's yes" he answered. I took one brownie to herd while looking at her intensely. "Who are the Hafids?" tanyakanya.

"Hafids was a former Siska. But I think they want to reverse it," I said. Fahmi stopped his meal.

"It can't be ignored" he replied.

I just shook my head slowly at Fahmi's absurd behavior. Surely he was looking for a way to get Siska's heart before going first.

"What smells good, Ra?" Mother was walking towards me I just smiled.

"It's a brownie, try it" I handed the brownie over to him. His expression turned to pleasure. "Enak, it's time to be a ghost," kekeh mother.

"What a ghost, Bun," my dear.

"That's your sister why?" I stared at the sofa where Brother Fahmi was contemplating seriously.

"More than thinking about women "I emphasize on the last sentence of the mother.

I enjoyed the brownies I made with a cup of tea and a warm chat with my mom. While telling the act of Fahmi's brother when he was a toddler. Not to forget I laughed out loud when I heard the story that Fahmi's brother once fell into a ditch because he fell from a bicycle. My laughter invites a cynical look from Fahmi's sister, but silence may be thinking of ways to get Siska's heart.

"Assynogaic"

My gaze shifted to the sound of greetings from outside the door. Justify the hijab and step open the door for guests this time.

"Mama!"

The open door revealed a little girl who was smiling knots while stretching out her hands asking to be carried. I welcomed his hand and took him in a fist.

"Mama Ara kangen" he whined.

"Please enter aunt, Hamzah "

I let them sit on the living room couch with Ara still in a sling.

"Tumben aunt here what's wrong?" I said while holding me Ara.

"Ara tuh, he said he wanted to meet the second mama "Aunte Desi chuckled.

I pinched the cheek of that puffer. Ara never ceases to call me mama. Mother turned to sit next to me to pinch Ara's anxious cheeks.

"What's the sweet sister's name?" Ara looked towards Mother.

"Ara aunty," he said briefly.

"Ara was very close to Zahra, Mir. To the extent that I call Zahra aja use the name mama "Aunte Desi laughs little while my cheeks are now blushing.

"really? Well, I think we should be spitting up their marriage, Des."

I just raise my eyebrows, marry me?

"It seems to have to be," said aunt Desi accompanied by laughter.

"Ma-- uh means Zahra, every night constantly asked as Ara tuh "My cheeks blush to hear the name Hamzah for me.

"Ehem! I think it's been prepared to call his future wife, ups."

Mother clenched both her hands to her mouth. Why do they always tease me? I was just embarrassed, because of Hamzah.

"Apaan sih ma "Hamzah scratched his nape while smiling clumsyly.

Why does the cheek keep blushing? I don't know if anyone else is embarrassed either.

"Silver want to take a drink first, Ara same mama Desi first yes "I let go of the hug but her embrace is getting tightened.

"No want Ara wanted to join mama "Ara pursed her lips.

"That's fine if it's difficult to separate," said aunt Desi.

As a result, I had to bring Ara to the kitchen. Although a little difficult to hold and carry a tray but finally can reach the destination. I put the orange juice and brownies I made on the table.

Sitting back on the sofa while holding Ara like a child himself. Sometimes complicated.

"Please drink aunty" I said. They immediately drank the drink I made.

"Mama, Ara wants to eat it "His finger points to the plate full of the Brownie cake.

"Nih," I said handing Ara a brownie. "But before that read the prayer first," I said again Ara recited the prayer and began to eat brownies very greedily until the rest of the brownies slipped on the teeth.

"The brownie son, who made it, Ra?" Aunt Desi looked at me. "I made auntie" I said.

"Wah really - really dream ghost candidate. Udah pinter ngurus son, pinter cook less what try? Isn't that right, Mir?"

Aunt Desi looked at you, I only blushed in shame if I was praised like that.

"It seems that less than the male side deh, less sensitive like "Mother chimed. It is also true that Hamzah is not sensitive.

Hamzah just smiled shyly, in my heart I also laughed at his attitude anyway.

Time goes by so fast, the sun begins to hide its form. Orange-colored streaks were clearly visible beside the clouds. But the talk of the five of us still continues until we forget that dusk will soon change into night.

"We went home first, thanks for the meal. Come Ara" Aunt Desi took Ara from my lap, but Ara hid her face instead.

"Ara does not want ma, Ara wants to be here with mama Zahra "Ara continues to whine not to be invited home.

"Tomorrow again yes, now we go home pity Zahra's mama soy sauce," said aunt Desi.

"No want! Ara's corner wants to be here! If you want to go home, go home!" ketus Ara's.

"Where is this?" Aunt Desi looked at Hamzah who was raising her shoulders.

"No papa lo if Ara wants to sleep here, Des. All Zahra training to take care of children," said mother.

I just thought for you my room would be if Ara came, but pity too.

"No auntie if Ara wants to sleep here. That's also if aunt ngijinin," I said.

"If that's all right, you're with him, Hamzah?"

"How am I ma? Why not mama?"

"Mama would also want time together papa, Zah. Then tomorrow the afternoon of college for a while, tomorrow morning bring Ara home"

"Tap-"

"There is no rejection!"

"Yey! Finally able to sleep with mama Zahra "

"Your good-bye baby, don't be naughty "Aunte Desi kissed Ara's cheek.

"Okay, mama"

Aunt Desi segeda left the house leaving the three of us. I'm getting awkward if one's home with Hamzah.

"Sorry, aunt Ara ngrepotin" Hamzah said.

"I'm sorry Ra because of Ara you have to bother "

"No papa, later if you want to sleep the room is upstairs yes"

Hamzah nodded and I started crunching to start the conversation.

"There's Hamzah, so sleep here? Fahmi approached us on the sofa.

yeah, because of Ara tuh"

"When can you help me with my duties?"

"If you can"

"This is what you're looking at"

"Yuk's roommate Ara wants to play" Ara swerved spoiled in my arms.

"Judah come on, Zah brother I go to the room first yes"

I carried Ara up one by one the stairs to my room. While Hamzah is struggling with a laptop and also Fahmi's brother. I let Ara down in her bed prancing her pleasure.

"Sister's room is good?"

"Yes dong"

Ara invited me to play with the doll that was in my bed. While hallucinating as if the doll could talk. I just smiled at his silly behavior that occasionally tickled his body.

It was late at night showing at 8 p.m. I immediately lifted Ara from the bed and headed towards the dining table to charge into the kosongan.

At the dinner table as many gathered only me and Ara who had not sat at the ursi dining table. Pulling the chair next to Ara sat down, he said he would not when far apart.

"Have you got rich kids, son?"

"What the hell, Dad"

"The candidate is already here to reward"

I just smiled a little and so did Hamzah. They laughed and I had to be ashamed.

Ara greedily ate the fried chicken served on the plate. It ran out without a bit left.

"Mama, I'm sleepy let's go to sleep"

I kept holding Ara in an occasional hug wiping her long mouth. Putting down the tiny body in bed while singing a lullaby, he soon fell asleep. I went from rajang to fapur because my throat felt dry.

I drink water until the toilet, satisfied to release the thirst that had been delayed. I saw someone on the couch watching television.

"You haven't slept?" He looked up at me.

"Not sleepy"

"Where's Fahmi?"

"Said to do the job earlier. Why aren't you sleeping?" Hamzah.

"Not yet to cough, Ara had also slept from earlier"

I sat next to him watching the television show. As soon as my memory returned to the hug, it didn't feel like repeating itself.

"Have you ever wished?" I looked at her face seriously trying to understand her body language.

"Early"

"Is expecting always painful?"

"Not everything, if it hurts you expect the wrong person"

I nodded until late in that look.

"If you wish you were wrong?"

I stared at her face intensely looking at each other. Staring at his face hoping for the answer he would give. It went deeper until I got late in the stare.

"If you want two tomorrow! Now it's sleeping!"

The sound of screaming changed my view. Fahmi was looking at me. I was embarrassed to ask that.

"Judah I sleep first"

I immediately got off the couch leaving Hamzah alone. Continue to curse yourself why you can say such a stupid thing.

"Good night, Ra"

His words stopped my steps and turned around Hamzah was looking at me as he stumbled. My heart skipped a beat my cheek started to blush by itself.

"Night too"

I did a lot of running up the stairs could not stand if I had to linger staring at Hamzah. Why does gini taste?

I soon caught up with Ara lying in bed. Pull the blanket up to the chest. Just smile when you remember Hamzah saying good night. Like there's flowers in there demanding me to scream

'I'm ashamed!'

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The sunlight made my eyes blink. Smiling knot when massaging Ara who was still asleep. Leaving him who was still curled up to the bathroom to perform dawn prayers.

Folding Mukena beside the table, switching up the bed to wake Ara up. His body wriggled as it got a fuss from my hand. Stretch the muscles while smiling a little at me.

"Good morning mama "

Cup

One gentle kiss on my right cheek from Ara. I replied with a soft pinch on her cheek.

"Good morning Ara. Now that Ara's up, take a shower keep breakfast huh "

I carried Ara into the bathroom. It didn't take long for Ara to be ready for her appearance. The smell of lily flowers gave me my sense of smell. Carrying him to the dinner table for breakfast before he came home.

"Good morning aunt, om "Ara just kept on showering kisses on my father and mother while smiling little.

"The wind," Mother praised.

"Yes aunty, was abis dibandiin with mama Zahra"

The atmosphere became crowded after Ara's arrival. Various jokes have graced the dining table, occasionally I steal a glance towards Hmzah. It feels awkward to come face to face like this after the incident last night.

After the end, Hamzah segeda said goodbye to mother and father. Take over Ara in a decapitation and ask for permission to go home. Mother coded to take them to the front of the house, with I had to obey.

"Mama Zahra, Ara said yes "Ara kissed me on the cheek

"Yes Ara be careful" I rubbed her long hair while smiling.

"I also said goodbye, Ra "Hamzah looked at me.

"I-iya" I said nervously.

"We can come here again, right, pa?" Ara looked at Hamzah aerius.

"could. But wait papa halalin mama Zahra first ya "

Instantly my cheeks blushed hearing Hzah's speech. I'm not dreaming, am I? Please don't jump heart anywhere.

"Yey! Papa wants to halalin mama!"

Ara shouted in tandem with Hamzah who opened the car door.

Hamzah immediately disappeared from my sight. I patted my own cheek making sure that this wasn't a dream. Turns out right, this doesn't mean Hamzah's dream was serious?

"Cie ... Who wants to be halalin tuh," mother's seductress.

I just smiled shyly covering my face with my two hands. Close the front door and immediately run to the room.

The shame!