The Moon Among the Stars

The Moon Among the Stars
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Today is very tiring, the difference in time makes the body's performance becomes unstable.


Tonight, inevitably, they like not having to sleep in the same room without any official ties, only limited to fiancee.


Kahfi had been pacing back and forth in front of the door. Her clothes were already inside and had been tidied up by Tina into the wardrobe that was in the room.


Czech ...


The bedroom door was already open, Rara exited the room in long pajamas with her hair beautifully scattered on her shoulders.


"Sir Fi, would you like to get some clothes? Just go in, the door is never Rara key," Rara said slowly to Kahfi and walked towards the small kitchen in the corner of the room.


Rara makes white milk for herself and makes her favorite Kahfi capuccino coffee. Before leaving for this country, Rara had a visit to the house of Mother Icha to ask what is not liked and liked by Kahfi.


Rara carried a large tray of two drinks and a jar of dry snacks as a TV-watching companion.


Kahfi had already changed her clothes to sleepwear and then sat on the living room sofa with Rara. The view is directed at two glasses of drink one contains white milk which some has been spent by Rara up to half a glass. One glass is still intact contains his favorite capuccino coffee. The smell of coffee is so special, though, Kahfi looked at Rara who was still busy moving the TV channel casually while several times his hand took a snack into the jar without heeding Kahfi who had been there since.


"Ohukk.." Kahfi tried to pretend to cough and glanced at Rara.


Rara just glanced at me and smiled sweetly, then brought a glass of the capuccino and placed it on the table right in front of Kahfi.


"This is the capuccino coffee for Kak Fi, drink yes," said Rara softly with a pleading tone.


Kahfi simply nodded slowly and returned Rara's smile. Kahfi took the glass containing the capuccino coffee and gulped it until it was gone.


Rara just stared in disbelief if her homemade coffee was immediately drunk at one time.


"Sir Fi, thirsty? Want Rara to get some water or make some more coffee?" ask Rara slowly to Kahfi.


Kahfi shook her head quickly.


"This is enough Ra. This is similar to Mother's making," said Kahfi slowly staring at Rara.


Rara chuckles slowly at Kahfi.


"Hindu with Mother Icha huh?" rara said teasing Kahfi who blushed a little embarrassed.


Kahfi nodded her head slowly.


"Yes, very long. Kak Fi was almost never separated from Mother, most of the time in Pesantren, it was also once a week can go home," Kahfi said slowly to Rara.


The atmosphere in the room began to warm. Both are far from parents and try to be independent and do everything by themselves. There is only Rara and Kahfi, the two of them will always work hand in hand to complement each other as best partners.


Rara smiled and laughed out loud, her mouth closed with one hand.


"Kak Fi, just last night, we will be here long, at least Rara is cured or Kak Fi has graduated and graduated," said Rara slowly explained.


"I'm sorry for your attitude during this time Ra," said Kahfi suddenly.


Kahfi's heart began to be touched and felt very sorry when he saw Rara on the plane yesterday. His body was cold as an undead. That makes Kahfi sure to keep the trust of both Rara's parents and also Kahfi's own parents.


"Yes Kak Fi is okay, Rara understands, Rara can never be in the heart and mind of Kak Fi," said Rara softly with a sad face.


Kahfi straightened her seat and looked at Rara sharply. His heart rippled as Rara spoke such words, giving up and resigning as if to be her current goal.


"I'm sorry Kak Fi who can't put Rara in Kak Fi's heart" Kahfi said honestly.


Honestly Kahfi only pity to see Rara, but amazed by her persistence to try to recover even though Kahfi who became her goal, at least her life has more purpose.


"You are a great and strong woman Ra, one day you will definitely get a good and great man, not a man like Kak Fi who does not care about you, Ra," kahfi said slowly explaining.


Rara who listened to Kahfi's explanation immediately lowered her face in sadness and disappointment. The hope is Kahfi, the goal is Kahfi, then the man prefers another woman who is certain to belong to someone else, who is none other than his own biological brother.


Aware that his statement was wrong and disappointed and hurt Rara, Kahfi immediately silenced her mouth so as not to continue talking things that make Rara think hard.


"I'm sorry Brother Fi, Ra," said Kahfi softly with guilt.


Rara shook her head slowly.


"It's okay, Sister Fi. Rara prefers Kak Fi to be honest from the heart, there is no need for pity and mode. Rara can take it all. Our engagement is only limited to Rara's wishes, not because of needs and not because of a purpose" said Rara slowly. Both of his eyes were already wet, lamenting his own fate.


"Ra, that's not what Kak Fi means" Kahfi said slowly.


"Rara wants to sleep, Sis Fi," said Rara slowly and then spent the remaining white milk that was still in the glass and stood up to her bedroom.


Rara closed the door of the room tightly, and leaned her body behind the door. Her tears just fell without a hitch. 'It hurts so much, Sister Fi spoke like that, ' Rara's inner self in the heart.


His body came down and sat on the cold floor. Both of her hands covered Rara's face and wiped away the tears that kept on shedding endlessly.


Sounds of footsteps and a slow knock from outside the bedroom.


"Ra, forgive Kak Fi," said Kahfi softly and knocked on the door of the room quietly.


Rara only heard Kahfi's voice from inside the room, her heart was disappointed but still wanted to love as if fate could turn this relationship into a real relationship not just Rara's dreams.


Rara just shook her head slowly. He stood up and went to his bed.


Thick blanket has covered Rara's body to the neck, it feels comfortable and warm.


Kahfi continued to knock on the door of the room several times and there was no answer. Kahfi ruffled her hair in a bit of frustration.


'Arghhhhh... Why do I have to make Rara cry, it feels like I am also tormented by this situation, Kahfi's inner self in her heart.