Ngumbara Love

The Part 41

"Ma, give Andhra time to think? We still have a lot of time, don't we, son," Andhra just nodded with Rasya's words, who somehow appeared.

Should I just say my heart!

"Ma! Actually Andhra...!"

"What?"

Why, I feel like a suspect in a crime?. Like the case that happened to me this is too complicated. It's hard to just vent.

"Norhara ... That, Ma! Anu.

Rena and Rasya sat at each other. They were very curious about what Andhra was going to say. Choosing patiently waiting for the continuation of the sentence from Andhra's lips.

"Norhara ... Anu!"

"What anu?"

"Where to say yes, Ma!"

Duh, really gini, just be honest about the feelings. It is easier to interview investors or choose to argue with the commissioner than to confide in women.

Rena began to carelessly wait for Andhra who even scratched her nape while smiling strangely. It's unclear. Wasting time.

"You're this, like a man who wants to shoot a girl. Grogi it."Chirps Rasya half scoffed. Rasya then drank water.

Rena closed her mouth again, because her speech was preceded by her husband. Andhra was choked by her own spit. Makes Rena stare a smile, then a little chuckle

"Drink this first, baby!" Pouring water then handed it to Andhra, slightly patting Andhra's back so that the cough subsided.

"So, is this about a girl?" Rena teased Andhra more and more, winking one eye with very jail. 

Duh, Mama.

"What's her name? Her address? Can Mama get acquainted with her? I can't wait to get back to the party. It just so happens that there is a special package from your friend's restaurant, if there is a twenty percent discount catering there." Rena was so excited that she pulled up a chair and sat so close to Andhra.

"Emh uhuk uhuk uhuk!"

"Be careful, honey, don't panic. You're this! So sweet. Just tell Mom, you can't. Is that worth that much?" Rena's temptation is merciless. Andhra breathed heavily because of it. "What beauty is she?"

"Darling, Andhra's in love but you're so excited like you're getting married. To the point that you don't care about me anymore." Rasya pretended to sulk.

"Ah, yes! Exactly right! Weddings. I've forgotten that. Andhra, just tell me when you're going to propose to her." Rena is really excited. Until Andhra was made short of breath because of it.

"Yes...!" Andhra. As if giving a code that he is not good this time.

"okay! Tell Mama what's her girl like?"

"Beautiful!" Andhra keceplosan. The memories of that night are hard to forget. Andhra smiled to herself, Rena poked Rasya's hand as if to say that their son had fallen in love.

"Then."

"He's kind and charming."

"Captivating. And his smile is intoxicating." Guess Rasya.

"Very, I don't even get tired of always looking at her." Andhra with a blushing face. She's poor? Rena until giggled amusedly. Segara Rasya gave the code so that his wife could be aware of the situation.

"Hemmh, then!" Rena sees the twinkle of Andhra's eye which implies a sense of love. Rena was very grateful, finally his prayer was fulfilled. Andhra wants to open the door of her heart to a woman.

"Mah....!"

Realizing that he had been seduced by the two people before him.

"OK-okay!"

"Is there a problem?"

Andhra remained silent for a long time.

"No!"

"Then?"

"Andhra was confused where to start!"

"Where have you come?" Andhra looks lethargic.

"wait around. What do you mean was the girl last night?" Rena is starting to understand. While Rasya, had been able to guess from earlier, but he did not ask.

"She was a beautiful and polite girl. But....!"

"What Ma...!" Rena just glanced at the two who looked tense with a seductive jail smile.

Silent

While the little girl who had eavesdropped behind the kitchen door, left the place with a happy heart. He had found a treasure so precious.

I'm pretty sure, if what they mean is Rossi's leg.

"I think I should make a plan." Biting his lower lip. "Alright, we start from the simplest and most reasonable."

Tapping his temple with his clumsy fingers.

Yes, find an idea.

The girl immediately took her phone out of her pants pocket and typed something. "The first plan is done."  Then, he walked over, intending to return to the room.

While passing through a special room of the family studio, containing family photos. Also keep all the assets of family memories, both in the form of photo albums lined up neatly on shelves, paintings of family members, some video tapes and also chips and others.

There, there are dozens, or even hundreds of neatly arranged gifts. Cyra just realized, that this gift has not been opened. Lots of messages from brothers. From friends, he only has one or two. Most are gifts owned by Candra, of course, from the fans. Moreover, his brother was very lazy to open a gift. Fucking boys.

While Cyra, choosing a gift given by Andhra, she opened the first time. It was a doll and there was another small data-storage object that Cyra believed to be, definitely an inscription about Andhra's life. Cyra immediately put it in her pocket.

I'll see her in the room later.

Hah, this much gift, but lazy to open it. Cyra sighed softly. Moreover, there is a note on a paper attached to the glass.

OPEN THE GIFT, I'LL JUST SHOW YOU

I LOVE YOU MY SISTER.

"Basic slackers. He didn't think about what, if the fans knew, they would skin me alive."

High school later, I won't want a school with him.

Silent.

"I have an idea. What if I go to school on a scholarship. Uh! If papa finds out, I'll be hanged."

"Here you go, just focus on destroying this place!" Cyra picked up a small silver box that she found attractive. Shaking it slowly, there was no sound. Just a mouthful.

Curious, Cyra opened it. Only a few pieces of paper were rolled up. Inside was a small glass box.

"It's so pretty," Cyra's inner. Look at the amazement of a glass box containing miniature of a mosque.

"Barokallahu fi Umrik's. May the blessings and protection of Allah SWT always be with you.

If destiny is indeed sided, of course we will be reunited in a sacred bond.

People admire you in silence. When the time comes, I will show myself. Grow well, my prayers will always be with you.

"Who is this for?"

Cyra flipped through the other paper, no writing whatsoever. "Surprisingly, who sent?" Cyra flipped the box, empty. It shook the glass box again, like a snowfall around the mosque. And the color changed colorful lighted perfectly. There's Cyra's name on it. The shine of the roof of the mosque is more beautiful, the crystal at the end shines brightly when reflected light. A few minutes later, it was back.

Cyra's name grew larger as it was reflected. Decorated by the beautiful reflection of light that fills the room. Cyra took the initiative to turn off the lights. That glass box, reflects light when it's dark. Cyra shook it again when she died.

"That's so lovely!" Cyra said for a long time looking at the beautiful glass objects he held. "But there's no name, who gave this to me huh?"

"Cyraaayya!"

"Yes Ma!" Cyra immediately turned on the lights. "What's the Ma!" Rena immediately pulled her daughter's hand, then took Cyra a little away from the room.

"Here, Mama wants it with you! What's the name of the girl your brother Andhra was dancing with yesterday?"

What is this mom, I didn't introduce her yesterday? Inner Cyra.

"What's the matter, Ma?"

"Mama actually has a candidate for your sister Andhra!"

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To be Continued...