Naura Keyra

Naura Keyra
Fate



..."Do not love man more than love of God."...


15:47


"To the tomb first time?" Keyra muttered as he drove his car away from the grounds of the Gandawari mansion.


It takes about 45 minutes for the woman to reach the TPU area. Keyra parked the car next to a white Ferrari that stood out among other cars. His white feet wrapped in stiletto heels stepped towards the graves of his parents and sister with plastic containing roses in his hands.


Before she arrived at TPU, Keyra had bought a red rose and a black veil for her.


Keyra frowned looking at the sturdy shoulder of someone who was squatting next to his Papa tomb. In his position, the foreign man was turning his back. He did not bother and went straight to the tomb of Rini who had two graves with Davin.


"Assalamu'alaikum, Naura."


Keyra, who was about to touch the headstone of her former mother-in-law, immediately fell silent and his head suddenly looked at the origin of the voice.


"Waalaikumsalam," muttered Keyra. The woman's lips twitched forming a small smile. He could not deny, Rafka still occupies the first position in his heart. Although the man with the status of her ex-husband had hurt her so deeply.


Keyra admitted, his biggest mistake was once so believing in Rafka.


Sweet promises lipped Rafka, became memories that scratched the heart for many years. Beautiful dreams and hopes first, will always be a painful reality.


Missing is painful. Forgetting that is stifling. But, not knowing what to do is a worse kind of suffering. That's what Keyra felt. His accidental encounter with Rafka, able to tear his heart apart.


Keyra smiled bitterly and turned around and began to pray for her deceased family.


"Six years, you don't want to stop by my dreams, Ra?"


Behind Rafka's back, Keyra was frowning in wonder.


"You just calm down. Every day, I never miss reading al-fatihah the same letter to you, Papa and Mommy." Keyra rippled to hear her ex-husband's soft tone. "It feels like I want to follow you. But what if I die, we'll meet in the grave?" Rafka looked up at the yellowing sky.


The surrounding environment was quiet for quite a while. Keyra tries indifferently with a sobbing that starts to sound from Rafka's lips, perhaps.


"Thanks has always been present in my dreams. Although not always beautiful, I am grateful and not happy at all. Your presence in the dream even makes me able to run the days without you. But, to be honest, I'm lonely, Ra."


"Sorry, I'll wait you, Naura."


'Crazy!' Keyra's great-grandson in the heart. Her tears fell down along with a small sobbing coming out from between her lips. Keyra hissed slowly, 'what the fuck is trying?'


"Yaudah, I still have to go to the hospital. Don't forget to be present in my dreams, baby." Rafka's words made Keyra glare in shock.


Keyra got up and immediately crouched down on someone to avoid Rafka who told Davin, Reva and the last Rini. The woman pulls her veil forward while bowing her head as Rafka begins to pass through her.


Keyra sighed looking at Rafka's back which was away. "Why so gini anyway?"


*****


Rafka threw her body on the bed. His body was so tired after coming home from the hospital. Sweat sweat was clearly imprinted on her moist face and hair.


A simple call from behind the door is ignored. Rafka accidentally locks the door of the room so that Shahila or Tio do not interfere with her rest.


He's really tired. Tired of everything. The departure of his father 2 years ago, it did not make him comfortable or happy at all.


There was only his mind and heart that continued to feel empty. Rafka has been abandoned a lot, starting from his birth mother, former in-laws, Keyra, his father and Milan also left him even though he and Milan still breathe in the same place.


Just now he was going to sleep, the phone that rang quite fast managed to make his eyes back awake.


Erosion of Ky Tai: Don't forget yes, bng. This eight o'clock


Looking at the screen of the phone that was lit, Rafka immediately snorted considering the Erosion request this morning. He also had no choice but to get up and clean himself in the bathroom and start preparing to wear clothes originally coated in his favorite jacket.


Unlocking the room, Rafka left her room with steady steps. His eyes continued to focus forward, not one bit of him glancing at the two humans sitting at the dining table, looking at him curiously.


When Rafka had reached the exit, Tio made a sound. "Where are you going, Mah?" Ask the boy of Milan's age while looking at his mother.


"Work," replied Shahila briefly. Taking the phone on the table, Shahila chose to play her phone to relieve her feelings of worry when Rafka left with a tired look.


Tio snorted in annoyance and then kicked down the table. "Mama don't play mulu phone if you eat again! Anyway, Papa didn't wear a tidy suit to go to the hospital, Mama lied?"


Tio's raut was instantly grim. "The money was ripped off by Milan!" Lying Tio. "I was angry, I beat him up until the boy was crying and bleeding haha!"


"Tlou!" Beep Shahila reflex. He got up while closing his eyes looking at Tio's iris that turned hazel. "You're kidding me, right?"


Tio shook his head casually then ate his soy sauce chicken. "No, no."


"You don't beat Milan again! Let me take care of you, you focus on school."


"OK," Tio replied then muttered softly. "But no promise!"


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20:01 WIB


Rafka deflects the steering wheel into a seafood restaurant where Erosion encounters women she says will be betrothed to Erosion. Rafka remembered that the owner of this restaurant was End and his wife. He looked at Erosion questioningly.


"Should it be here?"


Erosion embraces Rafka's shoulder. "Well, bro, we can eat for free here! My cousin has this restaurant." Saying Erosion not as much as I did this morning. His habit with Rafka when meeting outside the hospital area.


"Who's your cousin?"


Erosion is looking at Rafka. "I knew him already, he came too."


When he arrived inside, he and Erosion were immediately directed to sit on a table that had been determined by Erosion's cousin.


"Bang, your son is still two huh? Not intent on doing that again? I hope that later married the jutek angel, will make dozens of midgets not to be lonely." Cerocos Erosion while remembering the face of Keyra last afternoon which continues to ring in his mind.


He ate his favorite spicy sour squid on the table even when he just entered the room. While Rafka just sipped his coffee casually.


"Three. My son three" replied Rafka.


"Three? Weh when did that Tito and Melon have a jackass?"


"Milan," Rafka correction. "In my dream, I dream of having another child." Rafka again.


Instantly Erosion immediately laughed while clamping at Rafka's forehead. "My senior turned out. Whose son are you the same? Kuntilanak or nurse bacot?"


Rafka piqued indifferently and her haggard brown irises turned sharply to look at someone who had just entered the room. The figure of a sexy dressed woman who at first glance looks similar to his ex-wife.


"Naura?"


Flashbacks


"I go to the toilet first, yeah Key. You just wait here."


Keyra held back the Early arm that was about to pass. "Let's not say, I don't know your cousin."


The beginning pretended to show his tormented look. "I'm kebelet! I sent her a picture to your email, wait a minute!" The beginning immediately went to the toilet leaving Keyra who was in confusion.


A woman dressed in waiters walked up to him with a friendly smile after scanning Keyra from top to bottom.


"Mother Keyra's the Last Master's friend?"


Keyra frowned then nodded. "Yes, I'm alone."


"Let's go, I've been waiting for him."


'Heh? Hereafter again at home, take care of Tiffany with Milan. There's no way he's here.' Keyra muttered suspiciously.


"Come on, this is also an order from Early Mother."


Keyra just followed the steps of the waiters. He was directed to enter a room designed specifically for the family.


The waiters opened the door and lowered their heads, allowing Keyra to enter. Keyra enters and his legs begin to stop walking when his eyes meet the eye with the iris of a sharp and tired eyes of a person.


"Fate," muttered Keyra resignedly.