The Bride Who Didn't Miss

CHAPTER 79

After enjoying lunch at the dinner table. Rafka and Annisa now spend time behind the Villa. If in front of the villa there is a beautiful beach view. The other thing behind, it looks a lot different. Beautiful flowers in the backyard. There are so many types of it, because the backyard is quite spacious. So a variety of flowers deliberately planted there. All of them look beautiful and beautiful because of the special care provided by the owner. Yes, the owner of the villa. Who is the owner of this villa is still a mystery. Rafka and Annisa only come there because everything has been arranged by her Mother.

Annisa looks around the backyard. He approached every beautiful flower that was there. He touched her not even hesitant to smell her scent. It was fun for him.

Rafka sat in a rattan chair with a piece of newspaper in her hand. Then a waiter came to bring him two glasses of tea and a drink companion. Uniquely, all the servants who were there wearing hijab. Maybe they are used to it because the rules on the island require women to wear her hijab. So the average community there is all Muslim. There are also non-Muslim tourists visiting the island. But they still wear the hijab as a form of respect to the people who are there.

"Please enjoy the drink, sir," said the waiter who did not know his name. Because Rafka and Annisa have not asked their names directly. Annisa and Rafka are just guests who come to the island. Her mother paid quite expensive for their comfort while there including special services provided in the Villa.

"Thank you Mba" Rafka said politely.

"Sama-sama Sir," Reply the servant while bowing his gaze. Then the waiter went back inside.

Annisa looks quite happy with her flowers. Along the way, he was busy playing with the flowers without caring about Rafka who kept watching.

"It's nice to see it like that. It turns out he likes plants, especially flowers, it seems.

Rafka smiled, then he sipped his tea. He also took an island cake served by waiters. The cake is wrapped in banana leaves, I don't know what the mixture is that must be very delicious if eaten with warm tea.

"Hmm, that's delicious," Rafka saw the cake stuffing. Simple according to him. But why does it feel so good on her tongue.

"Darling!" Call her.

Annisa. This time he no longer pretended not to hear when Rafka called him affection.

"Yes Bang, what's wrong?" He asked while looking at Rafka.

"Here, enjoy the tea first, then go cold." Her words. Rafka also pointed at the tea glass on the small table beside her.

"All right,"

Annisa then walked over to Rafka who was sitting in a rattan chair.

"Who made his Bang?" Ask her as soon as she gets there.

"So the Vila maid brought her here. Maybe because they saw us here. So bring this for us. The cake is delicious loh Nis," said Rafka while showing the cake in her hand.

"Yes, it turns out the servants here are quite attentive with us. Unasked to serve us, too" Annisa chuckled in admiration.

"Hmm," Rafka nodded, "Don't forget her cake was tried. I'm sure you'll like it" he said.

Annisa then took the cake on the table. Then he ate it.

"Hmm, Brother is right. The cake is delicious, perfect for a ngeteh friend." Her words.

"Yes" Rafka said.

In the midst of their discussion about the traditional cakes that are eaten. Suddenly Fikar came to them. Now he was standing next to Rafka while throwing her warm smile.

"Where are you and Miss Annisa comfortable in this place" she asked.

"Lumayan" Sahut Rafka.

"Well, it looks like Mister and Miss really enjoy this island's traditional cake." Fikar looked at the table beside Rafka.

"Thank God if Mister and Miss like him." Fikar looked relieved, "Oya, this afternoon I plan to take Mr and Nona for a walk around this village." Her words.

Rafka then glanced at Annisa.

"How's Nis, you're good?" Ask her. But his eyes were full of meaning. His smile suddenly looked strange according to Annisa.

"Bang, can't you start in front of Fikar

Her muttering.

" Nisa is a little quiet. So Nisa agreed to take a walk this afternoon.

"Miss Annisa's sick? Why didn't you say? I know the nearest clinic here, you know" Fikar looked at Annisa.

" He was sick of his will. So there's no need to go to the clinic, it'll get better on its own." Rafka's words are full of meaning.

" Haha, I understand. Yes you have, please Mister and Miss continue to have fun while here. I say out first, later in the afternoon we finish praying ashar gathered on the front porch." Fikar. He seemed to understand with the intent of Rafka's words earlier. It makes her laugh when she imagines it. Now he leaves so that Rafka and Annisa can freely enjoy their time.

In the afternoon as promised. After performing the Ashar prayer,

Annisa and Rafka are now getting ready to go around the village with Fikar. After preparing, they went down together. This afternoon Annisa wore a lila-colored robe that was paired with her gray hijab. Rafka's heart was made not because of him, in his heart he was not always grateful for being awarded a woman as beautiful as Annisa.

Arriving on the front porch of the villa. There Fikar seemed to be waiting for them. He looked very handsome at the time with his grey stripe color shirt.

" Wah Fikar! You're so handsome this afternoon,"

Praise Annisa. So as to make Fikar blush because of her.

" Miss could have," she said. He is flattered at the moment. But not with someone who was there. It seemed that he was not happy when he heard Annisa praise him.

" Ekhm, compared to me, who do you think is more handsome?" Ask Rafka. At this moment he looked towards Annisa with a sharp gaze. So that makes Annisa confused because of her.

"There's with Brother, why is he looking at me like that. Is she mad at me, but because of what, could she be jealous

Annisa's guessing in the heart.

"Why not answer?" Rafka again asked, "In comparison to me who is more handsome," he said. This time, however, his eyes turned deadly.

"It's true, brother is jealous

Annisa then holds Rafka's hand.

" Never compare yourself to others, for for to Nisa, in this world Brother is the second most handsome man in Nisa's heart." Her words.

" What! Why am I number two? Who is number one?" Rafka heard protests.

" Surely you want to know," Annisa smiled

" Yes" Rafka's tone sounded annoyed

" Cute man number one is Nisa's father. Haha," Annisa chuckled. He looks very satisfied because he can see the annoyed face of Rafka because of it. While Fikar chose to avoid not wanting to get involved further with the debate between the couple.