The Sky for Ara

Sorry for being missed

Jidda held onto his chest which felt tight watching his two grandchildren quarrel. He sat back down and was immediately given water to drink by the Earth.

"No need to put it in the heart, Ummi," entertain the Earth while again taking the glass offered by the jidda.

"Ummi was just shocked, why was Aro rude? though Akash is not like that," regret jidda make the heart of the Earth feel stifled. Regretting has not been able to return Aro to the right path.

"He's an artist, he's a songong" said Miza who still feels emotions.

"I'm sorry, Bang Miza, I'm sorry" said Bumi, looking toward Hamiza, who was being pacified by Zahra.

"Bang Miza's section is also wrong, why is Ara kayak like that?" alisha comments that even got a pillow throw from Hamiza.

"You don't realize that Ar is now good with Ara?" Ayesha tries to discuss other topics so that they can forget about Aro and Hamiza's dispute.

"Yes, anyway. I also just realized," said Earth who was curious about Aro's attitude to Ara.

"So, I'm afraid that if your two children like Ara, it can be complicated, Dek!" Ayesha.

"From the first Ummi was always afraid if their adults ended up like this. Ummi personally does not want to prohibit, but hnaya does not want Ummi's grandchildren to fight over women," said Jidda at length.

"Jidda do not have to follow the thought, later the high blood crumpled!" Alisa warned her jidda.

"Yes, Ummi don't have to think about anything unimportant. Let Earth be the same sister who takes care of it," said Bumi while stroking the back of her mother-in-law's hand.

"You'll be overwhelmed by the Earth if your two kids like Ara" tell Zahra.

"I don't care if they like each other, I love Ara. In fact, I always wanted Ara to marry one of my sons" Bumi said, making everyone who was there look at each other.

No one else dared to comment on whether to refute the words of the Earth.

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Arriving upstairs, Aro brought Ara into Ara's room. Why did Ara shut up and obey?

"Sit down!" aro's word made Ara sit on the edge of her bed.

Aro stepped towards the door of Ara's room connecting the room and the balcony terrace. He opened the door wide. The breeze immediately greeted, stroking Aro's cheeks gave him a coolness. For a moment Aro enjoyed the wind, hoping that his blow could bring embers of emotion within him.

Feeling quite dampened his emotions, Aro returned to Ara who was playing his nails.

"Sit on the balcony yuk, Ra?" bargain Aro and just be taken by Ara.

The girl went to follow Aro's steps towards the balcony, the freshness of the wind also immediately greeted Ara. Both of them sat on a long chair in front of which there was a round table, usually Ara used to relax reading a novel. Ara has not read novels for a long time because of her busy work. There are even some novels whose packaging is still neat yet to be torn.

Aro took a moment to pick up Ara's order yesterday. Actually he was lazy to have to return to the living room, his regret still piled on Miza.

"Emang Ara is that good until you love her so much?" aro's eyes heard Zahra's voice ask her mother.

"From now on, stop no one likes talking about Ara!" aro exclaimed making them all look towards him.

"Sister Alisha may have memorized 30 juz, Bang Miza also no doubt. You're both perfect, born into a distinguished family. But, there is one that you do not have and that belongs to Ara, which is sincerity and simplicity."

"I used to insult Ara, too, saying that Ara was an illegitimate child. But I realized I was like that because I envy the same strong Ara and able to make Mother ...," Aro looked at his mother for a moment, "and father was very dear to him."

"I hope from now on, you guys stop talking about Ara. Shame on the big name you're holding!" assertively Aro while taking the papper bag on the sideboard, souvenirs for Ara.

"Lo can say that because you like him, right, Mas?" Miza is still flying the war flag.

"Ara's ugliness is as closed as your love for her!" added Miza fiery.

"Bacot lo, Bang. We ...."

"Mas!" yelled at someone who had just arrived.

The heavy voice of the man who was very familiar Aro stopped Aro's hand movements that again wanted to beat Miza.

"Why do you keep quiet when you see them fighting?" Akash looked at the women.

"What's wrong with you, Mom?" akash shook his son's shoulder.

"I'm only Ara's brain which is always considered one eye" Aro replied in a weak voice.

"No need to be violent, Mom!" Aro gave the warning to his son.

"Sorry, Dad," said Aro regretfully.

After that Akash told Aro to apologize to Miza. The two shook hands, but Akash still told them to repeat because Akash did not see the look of peace from the two. Aro and Miza returned to shake hands, still reluctant to look at each other.

Eventually Akash embraced both. Tells about their childhood. Fishing the memory of both to return at a time when both are so familiar and warm. Aro and Miza certainly do not forget, the two returned to forgive, embrace each other. Even at the end of the word, Aro still said that he would come back to beat Miza if he still dared to call Ara.

Meanwhile, due to waiting too long for Aro, Ara fell asleep on the balcony of her room. He fell asleep by slapping his head on the table with his own arm.

"Ra, this is your order ...."

Aro did not continue his sentence when he saw Ara was asleep.

"You're a habit, you like to sleep haphazardly, Ra."

Aro sat back down, imitating Ara's position. The two faced each other with Aro who was satisfied looking at Ara's deep face. The face he had just realized was very beautiful and soothing. Tired strokes and wounds are visible there, even lines of dried tear marks are also visible.

"Don't cry in front of me, my heart must hurt a lot more. You should be happy."

Aro's index followed the dried up tear marks on Ara's cheeks. The feeling of regret within that had hurt Ara a lot suddenly nurtured in his mind. Aro promised himself, once Ara woke up he would apologize to Ara. Sorry for being late, sorry for being missed.

In that instant, Aro confirmed his heart to always be Ara's shield from all evil that befell. He could not promise to give her an always beautiful day, which he knew there was love in his heart for Ara.

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