
Kayla does not remember what happened because she suddenly felt very sleepy when Avan kissed her last night. But if you refer to the stains in the spray, Avan should have taken the crown. Kayla just fell silent in a still-stricken state of heart. Worried about his own feelings.
Kayla again covered her body with a blanket when she heard the sound of the door opening. With her heart pounding unhealthily, Kayla looked at the fresh-looking and handsome Avan in a black T-shirt with matching colored trousers. The long-haired man who let his damp hair down walked over and sat on the lip of the bed. Right in front of Kayla. Avan looked at Kayla's face, then lowered his head and linked his fingers. He smiled again, then looked at Kayla again. Looking away at the bead of the silent wife's eyes covered her body with a blanket.
"Mas has helped you pack things. Take a clean bath, deliberately leave your makeup on the dresser so you still look beautiful if she picks you up later." said Avan lowered his head again, look at her fingers that are linked to each other.
Hearing Avan say that he had packed the goods and Raize was going to pick him up, Kayla felt very angry, angry and sad at Avan. Hearts are really upset this time. The girl clutched firmly at the thick blanket that covered her innocent body. I don't know what made Kayla feel so unaccepted and angry. Could it be because Avan had taken her virginity, and Kayla felt in exile?
"He'll be here by 10 a.m. I cannot accompany and welcome him with you. There are things to take care of in Sweet Coffee. Is it okay to not accompany you?" Little smiling Avan said staring at Kayla's face once again after a long look down.
"Mas made you breakfast. Eat before you go. And, put on the clothes you've prepared on your bed."
Kayla was still tight-lipped and clutching her blanket even stronger. He was in a lot of pain right now, a pain in his chest that made Kayla have difficulty breathing.
"Mas go first, La. Divorce matters, let the mas take care of. Ye... Plan the wedding you dream of. I will try to be present." Avan said he got up from his seat and stepped out of the room without looking back.
As soon as the door of the room closed again, Kayla's cries broke. It was really hard to just breathe. Her chest was so tight and heavy. His heart was very sick, even more painful than he had ever received before.
Avan had taken his crown, and her husband had let go. Kayla felt that she had no price, she was like a piece of garbage thrown away for the second time. Kayla roared in a roaring cry, hitting her chest which felt very painful.
Kayla wears a toska-colored dress suit that Avan has prepared. It was the first shirt Avan bought. It was ringing in Kayla's head about what Avan said,
("Will Kayla wear a hijab?"
"Tau ila may not be ready. So, just wear it if we get out of the house. In the mall, for example, mas kek does not want to see other men's hair ila." )
The girl stared at the reflection in the mirror. He cried again, crying bitterly. I don't know how many times he cried. As her heart began to calm down, Kayla tidied up her headscarf and began to apply makeup. At least Kayla did not feel the spirit, only the emptiness that Kayla felt now. And he doesn't know why?
Kayla came out of her room staring at a plate of fried rice and a plump egg on the dining table. Kayla pulled out a chair and sat down, looking again at the fried rice that Avan had prepared for her. Avan's little attention has always touched Kayla's heart these days.
Kayla bribes the first spoon. The girl's shoulders were shaken, Kayla's tears were flowing again. I don't know what makes Kayla very sad, whether because she consciously lost her crown, or because of Avan's attitude. Or maybe because his heart started to lead to the man who owned the hair.
Kayla sat on the porch of the house with a blank look. On the side of the chair that Kayla was sitting on stood a fairly large travel bag. The sound of Raize's car roar could be heard entering the courtyard. Then a bule man came out of the car. Walk over and smile at Kayla.
"Are you ready?"