The Love of Kalila

Travelling

Marcel stared at Sindi. Feelings of like that have been intertwined when they communicate suddenly overflow when the person is in sight. Unfortunately, there was not much he could do to express that feeling except to hold Sindi's fingers without letting go.

"Well, what's that?" dem asked excitedly as he saw Marcel holding Sindi's hand just as they got out of the car.

"Look, yeah." point out Marcel proudly. It indicates as if they are legitimate and do not try to approach.

"Silter." Dem called out in disdain because he knew the meaning of the menacing view.

"They just got it, right in front of the airport. Wonderful, feel like shooting AADC their time." continued Nana.

"Whisper all of you!" jolt Marcel whose face was flushed in embarrassment.

"But what, Sindi from earlier you were silent? You're not happy?" ask Nana.

Oh yes, Marcel forgot what Sindi felt. He was too late with his already relieved feelings without asking Sindi first.

"I'm just a little shocked." Sindi sunggan.

Ah, of course they all understand. There must also be some women who did not act horribly after getting a confession of love. Especially in public.

Only, the look of Sindi's face is different. He looked doubtful and there was no pleasure behind his face. Dem who was currently interested in Psychology High School before finally plunging into the business world at the behest of his father saw clearly the front line of Sindi. Something is hidden. From the beginning he met Sindi the woman was always full of doubts and worries.

"Ah, maybe it's just my feeling." Dem suddenly chirped as Sindi returned Marcel's smile.

"What the hell?" nana asked confused.

"No, nothing." elak Dem.

Dem then led them into Om Jo's house. Feeling home alone, Dem deftly welcomes their arrival and makes it comfortable. Before finally om Jo and miss go down as well and see her daughter with a friend who makes them curious.

Nana always mentioned Sindi's name when she was on the phone with her parents. Keep praising how smart, and beautiful Sindi is.

"Hi.." say hello to Miss friendly.

Sindi was amazed for a moment, until now after she knew Nana, there was not a single person who was unfriendly to her. They're all good.

"Come in, come in. We eat first inside." invite om Jo do not want to lose if about entertaining guests.

Sindi was led to the dining table to enjoy the food that had been prepared by Bu Mis with sincerity. Not to forget he ordered an ART of his to call Dhika in his room.

Deg. Sindi's heart raced fast when Dhika's name. Soon the man came out of his room. His home clothes did not make his adult male figure fade. It looks fresh and looks relaxed.

Mata Dhika catches something strange to show. Hand-in-hand with Marcel to Sindi. He saw it, very sharply. For ten seconds. Sindi asks Marcel to take off his hand.

"Ah, my Dhik!" exclaim Dem. "So when you don't leave the room, a new meal turns up!" sindir Dem's.

Dhika scratched her back head. Walking towards the dining table.

"The name is tired too. Sleep means there is no work."

Dhika pulls the right chair across from Sindi. His eyes then looked at Sindi who was bowed in shame. I don't know what Dhika was thinking.

"So what's good news, Cel?" ask her to open the conversation. He knew Sindi and Marcel had something. The question was meant to satirize someone.

Dhika turned to Sindi. As their eyes crossed, Sindi lowered her head again. Dhika is back in focus with Marcel. Smiling, he congratulated. "Congratulations, looking forward to the next good news!"

"Still new bro, don't make Sindi uncomfortable!" pinta Marcel who grasped Sindi's hand slowly.

The movement was seen again by Dhika who was forced to put a chunk of carrot into her mouth to expel her nervousness.

***

Since then, Dhika has never been seen during family gatherings. Even when the house was full of guests, he did not come out.

Until finally, a day that made everyone horrendous with good news from Dhika.

"Ma! Pa!" call Dhika out of her room.

The storm caused by her called everyone to head to the old room where Dhika had been waiting for her parents.

"What's the gini night storm?" ask Jo.

"It's night here, but it's still day in Germany, Pa." she explained.

"Huh? Meanin?" Om Jo is confused. Yes, the night must be disturbed by the unclear news from his son.

While Nana and Sindi only dared to peek from the second floor.

"Pa, my scholarship was approved and the German side just gave word that the facilities and infrastructure while I was there were ready." excited Dhika while hugging her mother.

Bu Mis's tears are dripping. His heart was either happy or sad to hear the exciting news.

"You have just been here, but you have to go again to the land of people." added Miss covering her sad face because of embarrassment to the son.

"Ma, I'll just be a minute. Just two years and will be back here again to accompany mama." Dhika's hug calms her mother.

Sindi who heard from above also felt the collapse of his world when the person he was chasing all the way to Tanjungpinang must go far. More than just a city.

Nana who was sad went down and hit the body of the brother, whining like a child who did not want to be left.

A sight that hurts the eyes. Sindi prefers to stop there and return to the room. Lamenting that he must be separated from Dhika. The pujaan hati. Yes, from the beginning what Sindi liked was Dhika. The adult man he saw was able to protect himself.

Not that Marcel could not protect, only the unstable and childish nature that the young Marcel might have today could destroy him later.

Next week is Dhika's departure time. Passports, suitcases, and equipment needed to get to Germany have been prepared. Dhika busies herself to prepare herself and forgets the presence of Sindi who is nearby.

"Is there something you want to say?" dhika asked while packing alone in her room.

He felt like someone was watching him from behind the door.

Having been discovered, Sindi hesitates to enter Dhika's room.

"Congratulations, because the ideals of mas achieved." said Sindi softly. Throwing away Dhika's lonely inner voice.

He closed the door of his room and let the woman inside to speak freely.