
This morning, the atmosphere at the dining table became quiet. Kahfi finally relented to sleep and rest on the sofa of the living room.
Kahfi was already sitting at the dining table and waiting for food as usual money was done by Mother Icha to her.
Rara still stirred the fried rice with the secret condiment given by Mother Icha, all recorded in full by Rara.
As usual, Rara makes a sweet hot tea with two special fried rice dishes with a beef-eye egg on top.
Kahfi looked at Rara who looked lithe while in the kitchen. Today is their second day living in another country, away from parents and relatives.
"Eat Sister Fi, sorry if it is not as good as Mother Icha," said Rara in a soft voice.
"Thank you Ra" Kahfi said in a soft voice.
Kahfi smilingly received a special plate of fried rice with beef-eye eggs and a glass of hot sweet tea that was part of it.
Kahfi's stomach has been sore from hunger since, this alone is also too late to eat.
One mouthful of Kahfi goes into the mouth, Kahfi began to chew the food that tastes very similar to fried rice commonly made by Mother Icha.
"Why Sister Fi? Not good, huh?" rara asked when she saw Kahfi's mimic who seemed to be thinking.
Kahfi shook her head quickly.
"Who said it wasn't good?" kahfi asked quickly as she fed the fried rice back into her mouth.
"That's his face when he eats, like it's bad? Honestly, what's the same feeling, Sister Fi?" rara asked quietly while feeding a spoon of her homemade fried rice into her mouth.
"His son Ra, this is Kak Fi again fussing almost the same kayak made by Mother," Kahfi's survival plan to Rara.
Rara smiled widely and was happy that her cooking was praised, as Rara was not the type of woman who could cook like Ayumi.
"Is it really good, Sister Fi?" rara asked slowly to Kahfi in disbelief.
Kahfi nodded his head slowly and took the sweet tea and sipped it to half a glass.
"Truly, Kak Fi's time is a lie, for what? But this is actually Ra, it tastes similar to Mother's cooking, it turns out you have pent-up talent too, Ra?" kahfi said praising Rara who had been smiling happily ever since.
Again Rara just smiled broadly at the praise Kahfi gave her.
"Rara wants to try to be the best for Kak Fi, hopefully what Rara does will pay off" said Rara honestly.
Kahfi put down his spoon and fork slowly. Then looked towards Rara who was still chewing her food slowly. Both of Rara's eyes closed and smiled to themselves while occasionally shaking her shoulders upwards.
Kahfi looked at Rara who had misbehaved herself and smiled and laughed softly. Sadr with his silly behavior, Rara opened her eyes and her gaze was immediately fixed on Kahfi who was chuckling slowly looking at Rara's face.
Rara covered her face with both hands. It feels very embarrassed when caught doing silly things in front of people we like, let alone this one house life.
"It's all seen, it turns out you're funny huh, Ra?" kahfi said while chuckling slowly.
"Awww ... Sister Fi, Rara will be embarrassed," said Rara slowly with a reddened face.
"Heleh, you are Ra," said Kahfi slowly while finishing the fried rice on his plate while staring at Rara who was still misbehaved with her silliness.
Kahfi chuckled softly and sipped the sweet tea water to the end.
"Thank you for Rara's breakfast, it's really delicious. What time do you want to go to the hospital? The sooner the better, so that you immediately handled it well," said Kahfi slowly advised.
"Yes Kak Fi, Rara wait for Pak Pardi said he wanted to pick up," said Rara slowly while finishing her food.
Kahfu moved from his seat to his room to clean up and prepare to go to his new campus. Kahfi opened the room door and would open the closet to look for clothes to go to campus.
"Kak Fi, clothes to go to campus already Rara ready in bed," said Rara shouted from the kitchen with a loud and loud voice.
"Yes Ra," answered Kahfi walking towards the bed.
It has been prepared, shirt with Kahfi favorite colors, jeans, and underwear. Kahfi chuckled softly, looking at the underwear that already existed also on top of his shirt clothes.
'This real chick learns to be a good wife, but it's hard Ra, Kak Fi can't move to another heart, Kak Fi's love is only for Ayumi. How are you, Ay? Do you miss Big Brother, as Big Brother misses you from here, ' Inner Kahfi in heart by holding the couple bracelet they bought while going together.
'May we mate Ay, wait for Kak Fi to succeed, ' Kahfi's inner self again in his heart.
An hour later, Kahfi and Rara were already preparing to leave. Mr. Pardi, driver Om Faisal has come to pick up. Today's event was the first to take Rara to the hospital to register but with a doctor already appointed.
"Sir Fi, the referral letter was brought right?" rara asked as she waited for the arrival of Dr Kevin, the doctor who will handle Rara during therapy and control in the country.
Kahfi just nodded slowly.
"It's there, it's all in this backpack" said Kahfi quietly as he sat in the waiting room waiting for a queue call.
Rara disease is a serious disease and is already in its final stages. The therapy that will be done by Rara is not to heal but only to prolong the life of someone who is sick.
"Kak Fi, no really sick chemotherapy," said Rara slowly and anxiously.
Kahfi only let out a long sigh and let out slowly from his mouth. Kahfi shook her head slowly. Kahfi really did not know the problem of chemotherapy, but according to the information Kahfi heard it would hurt once.
"Kak Fi does not know Ra, but Rara is calm yes, there is Kak Fi who always accompany Rara here" said Kahfi slowly and calm Rara's heart.
Rara leaned back on that waiting chair, with a feeling of uncertainty. It feels very anxious to do chemotherapy for the first time.
One hand of Rara draped on the arm of Kahfi who was sitting next to him, then leaned on Kahfi's burly arm. Comfortable once leaning like that, it felt like there was no heavy burden that was clearly in front of Rara's eyes.
Kahfi rubbed Rara's head gently and whispered softly.
"You can definitely Ra, you must be strong and you must be healed" said Kahfi lirih.
"If Rara recovers, Sister Fi wants to marry Rara?" ask Rara slowly to Kahfi.
Deg ...
Deg ...
Kahfi's heart seemed to be wanting to come out of his body. 'How can I love you, Ra, if love and affection alone I don't have for you, ' Kahfi's inner self in his heart. The tightness in the chest was again present, each faced with the problem of love and affection.