The Love Rhyme of Kawa

SCK 18: Smile Dira

"When are you going to see again, sir?" ask Bu Latif to her husband. "Our son is the only one, if you do not make a decision immediately, it is not impossible that a second Airin incident will occur" Ms Latif said straightforwardly. This time no answer came out of her husband, if usually Mr. Latif always said loudly and loudly refused.

"Diraa.jangan no second Dira in our family" said Ms. Latif with a hoarse voice, now she held back her crying.

"Look for a couple of years Zahra lost her smile, I thought she was fine, I thought she was happy with all this, but I as her mother finally had to say this, that Zahra was not okay, that she was happy, You should know that"

For a moment, a silent atmosphere was created in the living room that afternoon. Ms. Latif let out a long sigh, Mr. Latif was silent with a sharp look in his eyes, but his lips were still reluctant to let out a sentence.

"I have to how's mom?" that sentence made Latif's heart a little turbulent, maybe her husband was devastated by the circumstances.

"Take him off, sir...Zahra deserves to be happy, she deserves to get her life back" said Ms Latif.

Mr. Latif took a long breath.

"Take him off." said Mrs Latif again with great hope.

"I'm afraid, if I let go he will have the same fate as Airin" he said softly with a sharp eye.

"Even if you limit him more, it will rob him of his right to life"

"Don't teach me" Mr. Latif did not want to be dictated, as usual, hard and selfish.

Bu Latif let out a long sigh back, what he was fighting for was not to yawn. He had to fight for Zahra.

Amidst the tension of their chatter that afternoon, Dira appeared with a radiant face, just had her bath and changed into pink clothes with matching colored shoes, hair in two with bangs in front.

"Eh...where are the beauties going?" pak Latif asked his grandson, immediately Dira walked towards him and wrestled spoiled on his lap.

"I want to go out with Mother" answered Dira innocently, her clear eyes looking at her grandfather.

"Oh..where are you going?" ask Mr. Latif to melt if chatting with Dira, while Bu Latif saw the warm relationship between grandfather and grandson.

"I'm the same mother would like to meet om who gave me a gift"

"Oh....?" Mr. Latif frowned. Ms. Latif looked at her husband's expression, she perfectly understood what her husband was thinking.

"Oh yeah? about who?" Mr. Latif is introgating.

"Paaak.let her, let her learn to thank" Bu Latif interceded in a soft voice.

Mr. Latif nodded in agreement, Dira applauded happily.

***

For his father, perhaps what Zahra did was a rebellion that was certainly not what he liked. But the urge from Dira who was eager to meet Kawa made it seem helpless to resist the little girl's wishes. Mr. Latif finally lowered his ego a bit and let his beloved momentarily do the thing he wanted to do.

"Dad.kami left" said Zahra said to his father, there was also his mother. His mother nodded while throwing her smile, Mr. Latif with his flat expression without saying a word. A few seconds later, Zahra and Dira are out of sight. They left on a motorbike.

Along the journey that does not require a long time, Dira constantly chattering cheerfully.

"Has Kawa arrived?" dira asked shortly after he got off the bike, a small pink helmet he removed from his head and helped Zahra put it on the motorcycle seat.

"Maybe" Zahra replied.

"Well mother does not know, try us to go inside yes.we see, if it has not come means we have to wait" replied Zahra again. "It should have come, it's already 4" Zahra looked at her watch.

They stepped inside, a cafe with a saung theme.

It had been half an hour over Kawa waiting inside, it just so happened that today she had a work holiday, not wanting her to make Zahra and Dira wait, so she decided to leave first.

Dira holding Zahra's hand, his gaze swept through the room, and saw the figure he was looking for. "That's Bun" Dira pointed at someone. Zahra looked in the direction indicated by Dira, paused for a moment, then stepped foot slowly. His heart felt a bit doubtful, but it was lost to Dira's desire.

"Om.." greeted Dira cheerfully at the sight of Kawa, then he grabbed Kawa's hand and salim.

"Oh hi..." Kawa stroked Dira's head. Zahra watched what was in front of her with a smile.

"Sorry to wait"

"No.ayo sat down" Kawa asked. Dira nodded and sat down in front of Kawa, Zahra followed somewhat clumsily. They're blocked by the table.

"Because om does not know what Dira likes, then now Dira messages as she pleases" Kawa handed the menu book to Dira.

"I guess you can't read Om, not yet smoothly" Ceplos Dira.

"Oh so yes.so well let the mother who bacain Dira want what" Kawa tried to familiarize herself with Dira. This was the second meeting, but the little girl seemed familiar with it. He who is not used to being with small children also feels comfortable by Dira.

"Yes, let's just Mother" Dira gave her menu book to Zahra.

"Let Om choose first" Zahra handed the menu book to Kawa.

"I'm coming with you" Kawa looked at Zahra with a faint smile, making Zahra slightly misbehaved.

"I'm a fried chicken" Zahra nyeletuk.

            Orders are already written on a paper, they wait for each food order. Dira is busy fixing his sitting position. Zahra just kept quiet while occasionally looking at Dira.

"Om om.." call Dira to Kawa.

"Yes?" kawa replied gently while looking at the girl.

"Thank you Om for the card, if Om one birthday, tell Dira yes.later Dira give you a gift too" he said innocently. Kawa smiled hearing Dira's innocent speech.

"Yes ready, both yes.maybe you like the kadonya, because om do not know what Dira likes" replied Kawa.

"Suuuka"

Zahra smiled again to see what was in front of her, Dira was so happy with her meeting with Kawa, even she occasionally sat near Kawa and played with the man. Not many words are spoken from Zahra, because this is actually a Dira and Kawa event, not her.

        The short meeting was over, Zahra and Dira went home, as well as Kawa. They went home in their own vehicles.

Dusk indicates that the night is coming soon, Kawa looks up at the ceiling of her room. A message came into his phone. Kawa read the message with a frown on her forehead.

"I've got a cool place, we'll see you tomorrow..."  The message was written on his cell phone. Kawa had not yet replied to the message and was still busy with her thoughts.