
My eyes blinked a few times feeling a gentle swipe on my shoulder. Staring at the window of the plane, the atmosphere was different, and the clouds now turned into large buildings. Staring to the side Fahmi looked at me with a smile.
"You don't want to come down? We've arrived."
I nodded, leaving the car parked in front of the cafe. Taking a neatly installed suitcase, rubbing my eyes many times as if my body has not had the energy to move.
"I'll go to the toilet first, brother."
I left my suitcase to Kak Fahmi to walk to the toilet on the right side. Washing my face with water gave me my life back. Rubbing it slowly using the facial foam I brought. A bit of a face with a thin powder, a little blouse on and a pink liptint attached to my face. I stared at the reflection of my face in the mirror, beautiful!
I approached Fahmi who was sitting on the sofa while playing his phone. While the mother and father talk while drinking the drink.
"Didn't you love?" Mother looked at me, I nodded.
"We go ahead yuk, wait for the meeting father, " said my father nodded for sure.
I followed my parents to the airport. Apparently two strangers had been standing in front of the airport. They turned around, they were the ideal couple.
"Ratna how are you?" My mother approached a middle-aged woman who was about the same age as my mother. "Well, how are you doing yourself? Must be tired of traveling here?"
Mother shook her head with a sweet smile. "Good thanks, not tired."
"It's my son's name is Fahmi and my daughter's name is Zahra." I reached out to kiss the middle-aged woman's hand.
"You're so beautiful, my goodness aunt is fascinated." The woman raised my chin slightly staring clearly at every inch of my face.
"Where is your son, Na? How do you not look?" Mother down every corner of the street. I can assure you the woman's name is Aunt Ratna.
"So said he wanted to follow that anyway, but don't know why until now has not come." Mother nodded assentingly.
"You rest in our house first yes, all silahturahmi, " said the middle-aged man who is equivalent to his age with his father.
"What is ngerepotin? "ask dad.
"Not really, anyways talk about our project, "he said
"Then, okay Bram I accept your invitation. Some of us can also bring our children closer, " said the father whispered a little to the man in front of him that I can be sure his name is Bram.
The sound of the car broke the silence between us. A brand-name shiny white car that I can assure you is very expensive parking in front of me.
The car door was opened, one leg was removed revealing white sneakers attached to his feet. I stared unblinkingly at the owner of the luxury car.
A tall, white man and a sharp nose made me nervous at first sight. He slowly opened his glasses, revealing his true face. Looks more cool and charming anyone who sees it will certainly be complacent with the appearance .
"At last you came too, know this aunt Mirna and that's Deni," said aunt Ratna broke the silence.
"Farid, Aunt." the man took turns greeting my parents. "This is Zahra Mirna's aunt's son. " He looked a little at me. His gaze was sharp as if he wanted to pounce, the heart's intention to get acquainted even my nyaliku shrieked at his attitude.
"Farid." Her outburst made my heart beat fast, doubtfully I returned the helping hand.
"Zahra."
"What do you want to go home, Ma?"
Farids put a hand in her pants pocket looking at her mother in wonder. "Go home anyway, so that later can be dinner together," said aunt Ratna.
I followed Fahmi's steps from behind dragging the suitcase.
"Tante and I go straight in, let me bring him the suitcase, " said Farids.
I looked at him annoyed, tired of not having a smile. You know I didn't smile earlier. I just flicked my lips, looking at him lazy the first time I met him was already upset especially if living at home?
"Udah do not frown, the time in the cuekin is like a sprain anyway," said brother Fahmi, I looked at him sharply.
"Where not to try. Udah mengamahin eh even dicuekin. " Kak Fahmi smiled, giggling, raising his eyebrows. "Relax you need to adapt to the same situation later get used to it. "
"Adaptation? Am I a chameleon? "ujarku
"Ye, it says it's ngeyel. The proof is great chameleons you can change according to place. So you have to be like a chameleon, must be able to adjust the condition do not mind Hamzah mulu. "
"Who said he thought of Hamzah? My man has moved on." I looked away at the window. "Move on whatever, the evidence is still simple photos of both Hamzah."
I thumped my lips irritated by Fahmi's words. Although true adanga but still painful.
The journey is quite long, until arriving at one of the mansions. The spacious courtyard is complete with flowers adorning its left side and the fountain is on its right side. I was amazed at the beauty of this home decor. So luxurious and elegant is delicious to look at.
"Please come in."
I was amazed to see the contents inside, small ornaments hanging neatly in the corner of the house. Old jars and paintings adorn its white walls.
I threw myself down on the sofa next to Brother Fahmi.
"Bik, please make me drink four!"
Drinks arrived, orange juice was available on the table. I wanted to take a sip, seeing the orange colored water tempted my faith.
"Please drink it" said om Bram.
I sipped it spent in one gulp. A sense of relief has been felt, setelab travel is quite tiring.
"Why don't you guys just stay here? It's easier if you want anything." Mother looked at me, I quickly shook my head. "What's not a hassle?"
"No hassle. Our business is also quickly finished if we are close together, right?" Om Bram looked at us in turn.
"Some of us can also get our children. " Aunty Ratna whispered a little about what she said even though I could vaguely hear. "Okay if that's it."
I rounded my eyes in disbelief that I would be at home with that polar guy. Just imagine being horrified, especially if it's real. "You don't mind, do you, Ra?" I shook my head in objection but what's the power if you agree.
"Alhamdulillah, I will ask Bik Nah to lift the suitcase well," said aunt Ratna.
Actually I'm not comfortable if I have to go home with the polar guy. But what is my day, when my mother has said it is undeniable.
Fahmi's sister even mangosteen is not clear, the father smiled happily, the mother even played codes with aunt Ratna which is not clear. I can't imagine what will happen to me in the next few days.
I saw someone with a neat appearance from the direction of the stairs. The hand that was put into her pants pocket added to her cool impression. He smiled as he walked towards the sofa. Brother Fahmi nudged my shoulder, blinked one of his eyes smiling ignorantly as if I knew his point.
"There is a matter of well beyond me saying yes," said Farids greeting his two parents. Then talk to both my parents."Yes, be careful" said the mother.
"Aren't you talking to Zahra?" Farids raised one eyebrow looking at me deeply. "Sometimes, because later the return will be a little night pity if over time, "he said casually while I still normalize the heartbeat.
For a moment I shook in wonder at his attitude this time. His cry for mercy is now even attention. After being shown the location of the guest room, I immediately laid my body on the mattress. Plunge yourself between the pile of pillows that give this comfort. My gaze was distracted, I approached the window looking at the view from the windowpanes.
The atmosphere is so soothing, the light of the lights that decorate each building adds to the impression of beauty. Everything was clearly visible from above, the moon and stars continued to form an arch and emit light.
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