The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 13

The next day was like the promise of Yoga, he actually kept his promise to Syakila. At lunchtime, he invites the girl to meet at Kiya's restaurant.

Yoga who first arrived at the restaurant, seemed to be chatting seriously with someone through his chosen object.

As soon as the call ended, the phone shook again. Instantly his eyebrows back in chains and then looked at the flat object.

"Close?! Tumben," his his hiss then answered a call from his former rival.

"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum ... Closeup. The tumbens you called me. Do you want to give me happy news?" cecar Yoga then chuckled.

"Waa'laikumsalam .. Can't you?" ask Close back.

Again Yoga chuckled at the question from Close.

"Maybe the hell, it's just that I thought you wanted to deliver happy news. Who knows, there is a candidate" replied Yoga.

From across the phone, Close breathed a rough sigh.

"For this effort, no one has been pleased with me, after all" Close replied. "By the way, where are you now?"

"At Azkiya Resto" replied Yoga.

"What?!!" close from across. "Not that .." her speech was interrupted because Yoga interrupted immediately.

"Yes ... restaurant owned by Kiya Kak's ex-wife Kak Faz, the famous architect in the city of J. Now it's my sister-in-law" explained Yoga.

"Hmm .. I happen to be in this city again, I just go there," Close said, then decided on a phone call.

Just touch it makes Yoga shake the head.

Shortly after, Syakila who had just arrived immediately directed her steps towards the table occupied by Yoga.

"Yoga" he said, and sat himself in an empty chair.

"Yes" said Yoga and smiled at the girl sitting in front of him.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting" she replied.

"It's okay for you because I promised" said Yoga with a smile.

The Yoga speech just now unconsciously made Syakila again misbehaved to hear it. He also let Syakila order food.

While choosing a food menu, the voice of a person distracts the gaze of Yoga from the menu book.

"Yeah ... Ga, are you guys dating?" ask Close to the point and land her butt next to Yoga.

As her gaze turned towards Syakila's face, Yoga frowned as he muttered in his heart. "This feeling is the chick that was with Bram last night. Now it's the two with Yoga."

Plaque ...

Yoga patted his ex boss's shoulder while turning his gaze to Syakila.

"Bus ...! What was? Like just saw your girl," Yoga ledek.

Close does not heed the words of Yoga but rather raises questions on Syakila.

"Sorry .. If I'm not mistaken you're the girl that was with Bram, right last night?"

"Yes," replied Sya while nodding.

"Bram?!" timpal Yoga's.

"Yes, Bram, my ex-fiancee," Sya's circus as she rolled her eyes lazily. He immediately felt embarrassed to hear the name called. "Ck .. It is not necessary to discuss the bule," said Sya.

Unknowingly, Close is also a crossbreed. Hearing the ketus tone of Syakila, Yoga immediately burst open and then punched Close's arm.

Close is silent with his breath. "I'm sorry to be upset, Neng. But don't bring bule also time. Don't know what if I'm a bule, either" Close grumbled in his heart.

"Yes, this is my friend from the city of J, his name is Close" said Yoga. "Close him Syakila Kiya's cousin."

The two shook hands and said their names. After getting to know each other, they ordered their own food.

While waiting, Yoga again reviewed the smile staring Close and Syakila alternately.

"It just so happens that you two are here" said yoga as well as re-opening the voice.

"Then ...?" Close started burning his cigarette and took a slow sip.

"I want to share this happy news with you" continued Yoga.

Just a touch of speech that is thrown from the lips of Yoga makes Syakila's heart beat fast. His forehead shriveled thinly wondering in his mind.

"close ... Sya ... God willing, if there are no obstacles, next week I will propose to my idol girl" explained Yoga.

"Applying to her puja girl ...?" inwardly and he thought if the girl in question Yoga was himself.

"really? Congratulations to you, Ga. Finally you find the patch of your heart" Close said, patting the assistant's ex arm.

"Who is he? What ..." Close did not continue his sentence but hinted with his eyes. Guess if the girl in question is Syakila.

Syakila's heart was pounding more and more. I can't wait to find out who the girl in Yoga is. However, he wished that the girl was him.

"The girl is a lecturer and my patient who I have worked with for a year in the hospital where I work" explained Yoga steady. "Name's Clarissa or I used to call Rissa."

Duaaaarrr ...

The lightning bolt struck, as Syakila's chest rumbled violently hearing Yoga's speech just now. I wish the girl in question was her. But on the contrary the expression Yoga just now made him very disappointed and hit.

His eyes began to pool, but as much as possible he held the crystal clear in his eyelids.

"Congratulations, Yoga" said Close and also happy for Yoga. But he was very curious about the story of Yoga and his prospective companion.

"Thank you, Close. This was all thanks to Azzura and Bang Genta as well. The advice of both is really beneficial," I Yoga with a sweet smile. "Sometimes I'll tell you the story of the two of us later."

Close raised his thumb while agreeing.

Syakila, who is still in the toilet, shed all her tears that she had been holding.

Disappointed ...

That's what I feel now.

Regret ...

Although at first he knew if Yoga aggressively pursued him, he even tends to keep his distance even often avoid.

Until the love that he was just about to express had to be undone. Because the man who works as a psychologist has stated that he will propose to the girl who was once his patient.

Rissa looked up at her reflection from the toilet glass and smiled. It is not Yoga's fault but its own fault.

He seemed to not appreciate the effort of Yoga who wanted to establish a serious relationship with him at that time. So Yoga began to give up and return to the cuek mode.

"I am too naive. If only I had not ignored his feelings at that time, maybe we were married now" Sya said in a soft voice.

While at the Yoga and Close places, both are still cool chatting while enjoying their food.

"Well, haven't come back yet? Is he snarling in the toilet? Long time," murmured Yoga and then greeted with laughter Close.

"There are you" said Close.

"Close .. if I may suggest, why don't you just try to have a relationship with Syakila" Yoga advises. "She's a good girl, go ahead and exchange cell phone numbers."

Close flinch and seem to think. A second later he glanced at Yoga.

"I'm afraid to make the second mistake, Yoga. The heinous act I once committed on Azzura, to this day still looms over me. I don't know.. I'm also confused about how I feel right now. Like completely numb," I close with a sad face.

Close let out a heavy sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. Thinking, if the time can be turned back, he wants to be a good husband Azzura like Genta who treats ex-wife like a queen.

"It doesn't feel like there will be another woman like Azzura" she said in a barely audible voice.

"Close," reprimanded Yoga as he patted her on the shoulder.

"Here you go, it's all over. I'm sure you can forget it."

Close simply nodded slowly with a forced smile and continued eating.

A few minutes later, Syakila came back to the two and sat in her chair.

"Sorry for a long time, my stomach is suddenly wrapped around," she lied.

"The train is sitting on the toilet" joked Yoga and chuckled with Close.

"Isshh .. no," protested Shah and pinched Yoga's arm.

Although his heart and feelings are now not okay, but as much as possible he remains relaxed in front of Yoga and Close.

He began to eat the food quietly until it was finished. Before leaving the restaurant, Close ventured to exchange mobile numbers with Syakila.

He thought there was no harm in trying Yoga advice. Toh .. proof Yoga has been able to move on also from Azzura. He still stuck in place.

"Just try .. who knows if he fits me," Inner Close while typing Syakila's mobile number then adding to the contact.

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Meanwhile at Prasetya Hospital, the face of Fahira's mother sparkled happily after getting a call from her youngest son earlier.

She also walked into her husband's office.

Tok ... tok ...

The sound of knocking on the door immediately made Mr. Prasetya direct his gaze towards the door.

"Mother?" call Mr. Prasetya and then review the smile. "Looks so happy" she guessed.

"Yes" said Fahira's mother and sat on her husband's lap.

Mr. Prasetya immediately frowned at him fixedly. "What's? Can you tell?" tanyakanya.

"Yoga wants us to go to town A" replied the mother.

"Is there any important business?"

"Yes .. is important, because it is concerned with her life choices," she replied. "You mean, Yoga wants us to propose to her chosen girl in town A."

"Really, Bun? Alhamdulillah .. finally our son can get a replacement for Azzura," said Mr. Prasetya with prayers.

"Before proposing, it's good we must first marry the girl's parents, Dad. Let's not be impressed to propose suddenly," said the mother.

"Yes, I also agree with the idea of Mother," replied Prasetya.

Finally after a long wait, the hope of both wanting to see Yoga soon marry the girl of his choice will soon be realized.

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