
The Look of Different Eyes
All the chairs in the room were now fully filled, Fauzan sitting on a single sofa beside Hadian and Imma, who were sitting side by side on the long sofa. Next to Imma was Arfan who was still leaning with his eyes closed. Across the table, Nadia and Ella sat side by side.
Fauzan was calm, face as young as with eyes full of longing, not sidetracked from Nadia. He sat with his back held upright and occasionally picked up the snacks that were on the table. In his heart he wondered why the girl could go to the house with Arfan and Ella.
Hadian looked at Nadia with a different look, as if he was watching and being alert, as if he was in a state between life and death.
The two men were both staring at Nadia but, with different sets of eyes. The ghost alone this thing felt by the girl made her feel a sense of fury in her heart. However, he was helpless because within that family he was nothing. His existence there was because he had to testify, as well as give an answer to Ima for her offer, who wanted to match her to Arfan.
Actually Nadia felt bad because the Arfan family had given a lot of gifts, which were given indirectly to her parents in the village. However, the girl assumes that, the measure of kindness in a relationship, is not based on gifts or souvenirs, given by one person to another. Although indeed, in religion encourages its people, to give to each other because it will cause affection.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” imma said again as she looked at Ella, she hoped that the girl did not make trouble.
“Iznkan me who spoke, Madam.” Nadia said without gesturing to Arfan and Ella because she felt that she should start the conversation.
“You? Yeah, why are you back?” ask Imma.
“Sorry before, Mistress. I decided not to go home because I have to give an answer now, that .. once again I apologize to, Madam. If I can't accept the offer to marry Arfan.” Nadia said as she glanced at Fauzan at a glance then she lowered her face back.
“Really, Nad?” Fauzan asked as he stood his cheerful face was now more cheerful, with a wide sweet smile indicating that his heart was overjoyed at this moment.
Nadia nodded.
“What's really why? Are there any less than all the gifts I gave to your parents, jewelry gifts too? If less, by the way!” ima says.
“Mama! Nadia is not that kind of person!” Fauzan defended his loved ones.
“Zan! Sit!” snarled Hadian again.
Nadia glanced at Fauzan at a glance then continued her speech after sighing, “Not about gifts or about treasures, I already intend to return all the gifts Madam.”
“Eh, which is it? Crazy you, Nad, you want to go home all, there are pearls too!” said Ella.
“No problem, because property is not life. If property can be returned unlike if people owe their lives,” said Nadia.
“You think you don't owe your life when you crash, remember you were treated with Fauzan in the hospital!” ima says.
“Not that I used to help keep Arfan in the hospital? So, then we're with Madam?” said Nadia. Actually he did not want to bring out his kindness but, because Ima also brought up his kindness, even in the name of life so he also brought up his kindness.
“So, you don't want to be in touch with our family anymore?” imma said, it looks like the woman was slightly injured.
“Not so, sorry if I brought up my kindness but because there is no such thing as a debt of life, Madam, there is only kindness.”
“If there is such a thing as a life debt, how to pay it, does it mean that the person in debt must be gone? And if indeed his life can be paid can not be used, right?”
All were silent as Nadia spoke and Fauzan still stared at each other in silence. The girl could interpret Fauzan's longing gaze on her, but, she still could not interpret Hadian's gaze. However, if one day questioned about trust then he will always be ready to answer it.
“So, the reason I refused, is not because Mr and Madam are not good ... Nor is it because Arfan is not handsome, nor am I ignoring the gift of Madam.
“Terus...?” ask Imma. “If you think Arfan is still less handsome, what do you mean to like Zan! You're the same weird woman as Ella!” ima says.
“Mama! Nadia is not that kind of woman!” fauzan.
“Shut up you Fauzan!” ima says.
“Nadia and her family are not poor people, I know for myself, the house is also good!” fauzan still defends Nadia.
Fauzan's attitude received a sharp spotlight from Imma and Hadian's eyes.
“Sorry once again, Mistress ...all because actually, Ella still loves Arfan!” replied Nadia.
“What did you say? Ella still loves him? I can't believe it!”
“Not that you guys broke up huh, that time?” ask Fauzan.
“Yes, all of that is true ... I chose to switch my race to Fauzan because I'm already at home in this family, Om, Auntie!”
“ Lie to you, base matre!” ima said again.
“Mistress, you better hear the explanation from Ella first, she has a strong reason and I witness it!” nadia said again.
“Indeed, what is the reason, if not for the comatose Arfan, he keeps seeing Fauzan succeed with his branch office?”
“Not!” nadia and Ella said simultaneously.
Finally, without being asked, Ella expressed her reason, that at first she was a little desperate because Arfan was a man who had a deviant personality and added to her coma, he tries to seduce Fauzan.
“What?” Imma stood up, then.
Plaque!
One loud slap of Imma landed on her son's cheek in tears.
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