Replacement Ribs

27. The Birthday Surprise

"By the way, when did Mas Baraka come to your house. I think you're deliberately covering up from me."

The story of his best friend and Baraka becomes an interesting thing to be kidnapped by Kirana. Even until they were on their way home Kirana could not bear to resolve her curiosity. Because Syifa seemed reluctant to talk about Baraka's proposal more.

Actually he was a little upset that Syifa was starting not to open up. The reason for keeping his feelings in check certainly sounds absurd. He and Baraka had never had anything to do but friendship. Apart from Baraka who keeps his own feelings. Although the signals are often shown lately.

Rough breaths were heard from Syifa.

.

"Two weeks ago."

"Two weeks ago? And you never told me anything?"

"I also know stone a week later" said Syifa with a face that looked as if full of burden.

"Can't you?"

"Mas Baraka with Umi came when I was working. You will know for yourself which parents can reject Mas Baraka. Ambar's mom just got to the bushel to lift him up as a daughter-in-law."

The red thread is also becoming more visible. Syifa was upset that she was not asked for a balance by her parents. Yeah, which old man doesn't want a daughter-in-law like Baraka. That wish was also what was once owned by Kirana's parents before Tristan came and in an instant shifted Baraka's position in his mother's heart.

A bitter smile also rose on Kirana's lips. Since when did he start comparing people? There is no need to compare Tristan and Baraka are clearly much different. Baraka who is always shady when viewed. Unlike Tristan who looks haughty and cold.

"You're the luckiest woman to get Mas Baraka, Fa." The words were even more audible.

Syifa was stunned to hear it. "You're not sorry about what you chose, are you, Na?" he said with a probing look.

Syifa had been silent all along. But he did not pay attention to Kirana. There were many things that Kirana had also hidden from her. Sometimes he finds Kirana pensively while doing something. Kirana is no longer as happy as she once was. Attitude as if nothing happened in his best friend was certainly not able to lie to him.

"So when is the plan legitimate?" Instead of answering Syifa's question, Kirana answered with another question.

Syifa did not answer. He was honestly doubtful as well. If only Baraka talked about it first before coming home, of course he would have prevented it earlier. But if the two sides of the family had already met, how could he avoid. Even Baraka's mother asked them to get married immediately. In this month their relationship must be recorded in KUA.

Meanwhile when Syifa confirmed to Baraka, when it would answer if all he wanted Umi. Relationships that will be undertaken both on the basis of the will of others. Syifa could not imagine how they would live it later.

"What makes you doubt someone as good as him, Fa?" kirana asked because Syifa did not give an answer.

Syifa thinned her lips bland. "Mas Baraka is also human, Na. It can't be perfect."

"The "perfect day certainly cannot exist. At least he's other than men in general."

"Including your husband?" The question seemed to hit Kirana hard. And managed to make him shut up.

Syifa is too sensitive. Even facial mimic made normal as soon as possible was able to be caught by him.

Their position has now turned around. Kirana was unable to dodge all the questions posed by Syifa. Syifa and herself are one. Friends who support each other in everything. Hiding each other's problems will eventually be revealed by each.

Their journey was full of Kirana's heart. Who could no longer bear all the burdens of his heart. It hurts too much if it has to be borne by itself. Sharing with Syifa was a bit of a relief, the tightness inside her chest was slightly reduced.

Until without feeling, the gate of their village is in sight. Kirana turned the wheel down the paved village road. He stopped his car in front of the whitewashed house with an iron fence. On the porch of the house, two men were sitting together. It did not stop making Kirana could not bear to not tease Syifa.

"What the hell, Na?"

Kirana also chuckled. Srmentara stifa remained silent in his chair as if reluctant to go down.

"Udah there! Wait, tuh!" Kirana pointed towards the terrace of the house.

Baraka looks up from the chair and shakes hands with Syifa's father. The man left the house with his motorcycle.

Kirana accidentally opens the car glass to greet Baraka.

"Then you go home, Mommy?" kirana asked stale from inside the car.

"Yes. Just sending Umi's delivery. Just got you guys home?"

"Yes. Sorry, yes, Mom. Take Syifa. Send it to Umi, the future ghost survivor gets home."

Baraka replied with a forced smile. Then return to the motor after saying goodbye to Kirana.

Kirana's laughter exploded after Baraka moved away. It was getting tighter as Syifa showed her upset face.

"No need to do that, Fa. Burunlah. Let's not be that jutek."

"You ah!" Syifa pulled the doorknob and got out of the car.

Kirana laughed again as she stepped on the gas pedal and continued on her way home. Not too far from Syifa's house. It only took him five minutes to get his car into the garage.

The house looks empty. Because her mother was alone at home in the hours leading up to Isya. Kirana entered through the side door.

"That's home till night, Nduk?" His mother's voice greeted Kirana from the direction of the central room.

"Yes. Syifa made a surprise event with friends there."

"In the framework of your birthday?"

Kirana nodded. Dai had almost forgotten that today was his date of birth. Her mother did not remind her this morning. Kirana never again makes celebrations like when she was a child until adolescence. Last time when he was seventeen. After that, he went through the years after that as usual. Sometimes they just forget.

"Eat first, Nduk."

"So I ate a lot. Afraid to stretch," Kirana said as she filled the glass with water and then took a sip.

"Nana to the room first, ma'am. Tired," he said as he sauntered into the room.

His goal to find production materials ended up in a cafe. It is unexpected if Syifa made a surprise by inviting their close friends who live in Jogja. Events are deliberately made as well as reunions after years of not meeting because of the busyness of each.

As she opened the door, she was struck by a lot of foreign objects on her dressing table. A bouquet and a bouquet of roses. Kirana approached with curiosity. It was impossible for her mother to do everything.

A large bouquet of roses was seen over and over again. There is no sender name. So is the box that goes with a large teddy bear.

Kirana put the bouquet back down and rushed out of the room to ask her mother who sent the goods in her room. But his steps stopped when his net caught the figure of someone sleeping on his bed with his body covered in a blanket.