THE HEART PILLAR 3 KNIGHTS

Crochet Romance

He was tired, his head felt still surrounded by various kinds of thoughts that are manifestations of his insecurity. Even now when the vehicle carrying him and his husband has rolled home, he still feels like a dream. The cafe building was already far back there, but his heart was still left behind.

" They .. are exactly like we used to be. Love is one hundred percent of you. Isn't this amazing ?. God gave our child .. a similar way of falling in love ".

He still froze in disbelief, but the earnestness in the eyes of the husband really must be convinced.

" Hana... Are you still on this earth ? ".

Look at her seductive smile, the middle-aged man who was now squeezing his fingers.

" I-I. I. this is very surprising.

" If it used to be .. Arsenio's father and your naughty sister who took part set us both up. You know who's a very meritorious person this time ? ".

" Who ? ".

Arjuna laughed again for the third time. It made Hana look even more impatient waiting for her answer.

" The person you previously betrothed to Love ".

" Syailendra ???? ", and for the umpteenth time Hannah was in disbelief.

" B-how can it be? ..... how is the story ?".

" Because they both lived together in England. You remember that, no ? ... Namu and Syailendra are best friends when they both take their S2s ".

" Well .... ".

" Yes ... his love god Syailendra" Arjuna smiled convincingly.

" Oh..... ".

" Why ... oh ... ? ".

" I don't know what to say anymore" Hana's face, still a little puffy because of the trail of tears, now looks a little more relaxed.

" Alhamdulillah dong dear. eventually the children find their soul mate ".

" Yes... Alhamdulillahi robbil... ".

Arjuna glanced at his wife who was still many times looking pensive. But unlike at the cafe earlier, now the face looks occasionally sing a smile.

" Are you relieved now ? ", ask Arjuna.

" Legaaa.. but still trembling in shock. Koq didn't say .... ".

" Hey.you think we weren't the same as them. Too scared to be honest ". This time, Arjuna.

" Yes ... ", Hana confirmed. " Now I understand very well what the deceased papah felt... hey ".

The next second, Hana looks busy with her mobile phone.

" What do you want ? ", asked Juna who saw the wife's behavior.

" Phone Rana.. continue Nilam also ".

" No need.... Rana's been doing the job you gave her since this afternoon. Nilam must have known everything from Syailendra ".

" Huh?... then... ".

" Rana has been briefed in such a way certainly by Orlin, his visit. For Nilam's business, we should come alone later ".

" Oh .. thank goodness. Hey ... wait !!! ", all of a sudden Hana jumped up, as if made aware by something stinging.

" So.. I'm the last person to know ? ", his salaam with glaring eyes.

Arjuna was no longer smiling, he was quite grinning. It happened what he had imagined since last night ......

" Truly well... I am his mother ... ".

.................

Crazy!!! .. come on Rana. Looking down on the figure who was looking at himself in front of the mirror. The truth is himself and he was cursed later, but it made him even more restless.

" Oh this is Kirana, Miss Orlin's youngest, right ? ", the voice across there sounded very friendly indeed. Making Kirana who after previously sending a message introduce herself, and also please welcome to call.

" Yes Aunt .. sorry to call it that ".

" Of course Kirana. Oh yes, said your aunt, you want to come visit here. So this afternoon ? ".

That friendliness of course made a sweet and agile Kirana, re-discovering the rhythm of her attitude. After being full of doubt and nervous.

" If Aunt Raihan pleases ..... ".

" Aunty wait for Kirana. Picked up ? or go alone ? ".

" My bi-let's go alone Auntie" she replied quickly although still a little nervous.

" Okay... Aunt wait aye. This Aunty share location yes ... ".

But then the conversation this afternoon actually made the afternoon become colorful which collided with each other!!.

When finally he managed to drop the choice on a orange mini dress which was then combined with slim pants & fit deep black, it turns out there is another aral blocking.

" Ohhh... My God !!! ", Kirana patted her own eel.

Is there any Rana ?. He forgot that this afternoon he came home by way of bells with Tria who of course picked up his girlfriend Rian. He himself with full sincerity has lent his favorite rose gold borrowed by Dion to take Hani home briefly to the city of Solo batik to attend the wedding of his brother.

" I pray sincerely .. I hope you are also a mate. Because it's been very generous to two love like me ".

This prayer from Dion is of course directly guaranteed by him. Complete with a laugh. But now he is just his own confusion.

After being agitated for almost twenty minutes, finally the online taxi order came. Kirana rushes to the vehicle, then continues the share loct from Aunt Raihan to the driver.

" Sorry mba... This we want to go through toll road is not yes ? ", ask the driver.

" What do you think is better ? ".

" Jam clock is just jammed mba. If you don't hunt, it's okay ".

" We take the toll road" Kirana decided quickly.

" Good mba. Sorry mba ... The GTO is later replaced, beyond the cost of the application yes mba ".

" Yes sir, well ".

And then the vehicle began to speed, moving from the heart of the city to the entrance toll gate. This time Kirana felt she was very right with her choice. They just got a little stuck in traffic. However, the trip took almost an hour. And twice Aunty Raihan has sent messages, asking for her whereabouts. Makes Kirana nervous again.

" Where is the house ? ", ask the driver.

" See sir .. I've never been here before either ".

While he was trying to get back to Aunt Raihan, a message suddenly came in.

' Block F number 15.B yes Rana. In front of him was a bamboo gazebo '.

" This is block F yes sir .. well that's it. tuh number 15.B "'S ".

" Oh .. yes mba. Waah ... has been awaited it seems mba, the gate is wide open ", the driver's fathers chimed.

Nimbly the car cut the road and crossed. Then glide smoothly into a page that is quite wide, after previously saying an excuse to two guards who served in his post.

" Mba Kirana' right?, let's go in ".

" Thank you Ma'am", mercy Kirana politely.

" Mom is waiting, please sit down first" the woman asked.

Kirana followed, then sat on a soft and comfortable sofa. He deliberately chose to occupy the edge of the sofa. Because from this angle he can enjoy a row of family photos on display neatly, freely.

She smiled, just as her mother told her if the queen in this house was very friendly and beautiful. It can be directly seen from a pair of eyes that always shine warm, and also from a smile that is always the most beautiful.

" Kirana ". A woman's greeting, friendly and pleasant.

Kirana hurriedly stood up and smiled in welcome. He slightly bent his body and meant to shake hands. But it turned out that his movements lost quickly, the woman even warmly hugged him.

Kirana was a little surprised by what this little woman did, whose height might not be much different from her own mother. He really didn't think it would be this warm and friendly.

" Look.you are beautiful, just like your mama. Remember Auntie, though ? ".

Unfortunately Kirana replied with a soft slack. Of course with a clumsy smile.

" It was a time when you were a baby. om Raihan who was excited. ask for another one, a beautiful princess like Kirana. Had to be kidnapped also tuh... ha.ha.ha. Uh ... so let's talk. Come on while sitting down ". And Kirana was led by Nilam, sitting next to him.

" Last meet .. maybe you are still SD or SMP time yes... remember not ?. The Raja Ampat ..... ".

" Ra Ampat yes ... ah yes remember Aunt ... little ". Oath ... do not lie, remember only Raja Ampat his doang. Sorry Aunt.

" It used to be a sweet little girl, nempel kept the same papa. Seduced by his brothers .. iih gales deh see. Now it's so pretty like this. This is siiih.. perfect blend of Mandala mas mba Orlin ".

And Kirana became blushed to hear every endless praise flowing. What a warm and pleasant hostess.

" The whiter and the more puffier is Rayi Pramudya, the younger. Naaah this is her brother, Raka Ganesha. Both are doctors as well, both are heart specialists. Maybe because identical twins yes ". Kirana also late enjoying the story in every photo attached it.

" Now .. mas Rayi and mas Raka live where Auntie ?. Hehehe.. His name is the same, Raka. his sons are Aunt Hana and Om Juna ".

" Oh yes.... Your aunt told me that too. Ahh. if Raka is still in this city as well. Rayi chose to accompany his wife who took S2 in England while working there. Oh yeah ... with Syailendra already know?, he's Aunt's eldest son ".

Kirana gasped, she was worried that she would answer how. Should he be honest or keep lying. But her little heart was struggling.

" Waaah.... Miss little Mandala has come apparently ? ", and a heavy and distinctive man's voice came as a savior to him.

" Mas Rey .. tumben cepet home ".

Kirana smiled while nodding respectfully. He immediately knew if this came must be the owner of the house. A man his father's age, large stature and has a pair of eyes framed with thick eyebrows like an eagle rising while watching his prey. But he had a very warm smile.

Look how this guy treats that little girl. Without hesitation grabbed it and gave a kiss of mesara on his forehead and cheeks. If not things are always done every day, surely the couple will be hesitant and embarrassed to do it especially in the presence of others like today.

Kirana smiled seeing this. Something that his father and mother always did. A sincere and un-articulated intimacy. Attitudes that make people around him also feel warm.

" Miss little Mandala.... ".

" Om Kirana .... ".

Kirana hurriedly greeted Raihan by welcoming his handshake and kissed the back of the hand respectfully. Raihan replied by gently stroking the top of this girl's head.

" Just came here this time. Has it been a long time in this city ? ".

" I'm sorry om. It's been almost two years actually ".

" Yes, yeah.it must be busy. Raka and Rayi used to be like that. Uh.... already know 'Kids Om ? ".

" It's Om... a little, Aunty's the story. While looking at the photo ".

" If the same Alend, the firstborn... already know ? ".

Glegh!. and Kirana smiled wryly after having previously managed to wet her own throat with a great struggle.

" Not Om ... ". Sorry .... I lied again, exclaimed his heart. But that's exactly what the scenario is.

" Later he came here ... said he said from the office want to come straight here ".

" Let's Rana .. we're in the living room only. Let it be more relaxed. You also let me take a shower first ".

Kirana nodded in agreement. In the guidance of Aunt Raihan's steps, he felt more comfortable with their acceptance attitude. But there was still one thing he was very worried about. What if the two of them then started talking about matchmaking mba Cinta and their eldest son?. Has mas Alend done everything according to the scenario that has been agreed before?... what if not ....

" Let's help Auntie prepare dinner, let your Om take a shower first ".

Kirana moved nervously as a soft clap landed on her arm. He also began to step from the moment before, following the steps of the beautiful aunt to another part of the house.

" Kirana can cook ? ".

" Cooking simple vegetables anyway tant' .. ehmm. healthy menu survive ".

" Oh yeah .. What is it ? ".

" Clear vegetable spinach, vegetable soup and vegetable stir-fry as well.. he. he. he... the most proficient is making instant noodles that are covered in various vegetables ... ". Kirana chuckles to herself.

" Waaaah ".

" Aunty Raihan ih. shy ah. Child boarding standard skills ".

And Kirana's naughtiness continued, this time even greeted with a carefree laugh from this middle-aged woman.

" Call Aunt Nilam only yes .. ".

" Okay Aunt Nilam.. call Rana only .. does not mean ".

" Okay Rana's. Eh... can make sambel n ? ".

Kirana nodded and shook her head at the same time, then laughed.

" Loh ??? ".

" Sambel onion. If anything else .. give it up ".

" Ha. ha. ha. Uh ... want Aunty ajar to make sambel practical but delicious ? ".

" Truly nih .. can deh Aunty.. want very ".

" Come to the kitchen ". Nilam preceded the step excitedly, followed by a beautiful girl who was also no less enthusiastic.

Half an hour later .... two women of different ages like mother and child were already engrossed in a sweet and elegant kitchen. Weeding the green cayenne pepper, choosing fresh tomatoes, peeling the onion skin and also starting to burn the shrimp paste. The two occasionally chatted about everything while laughing, just like a pair of mothers and daughters.

From behind a pillar of hanging plants, a young man stood watching. He smiled before stepping away from the place where the two women had just lived a closeness.

' Welcome sweet sister '.

...............

Author's Corner .....

The story of Kirana and Syailendra, seems interesting enough to continue.

Wait ... They will have their own title. All of us will be walking on the edge of the forest and bluebell flower fields.

Thank you for your love and support for this 'othor wind.

Big Hug's... Big Love ...