The Story of Dara

Last Ektra Part. Thank You to All Readers

"Who's his name?" afia asked after standing next to Amri's sleeping box, with a smile of hers looking at the little sleeping baby before turning her eyes to look at Dara who was standing opposite her.

"Amri" answered Dara.

"Others.the handsome Ma'am..similar to her Papa..." Afia's words again created a smile on Dara's lips.

"Yes now back to look like his Papa, but this morning it was like me," replied Dara chuckling followed by a small oddity Afia.

"Maybe it's true that people say that when he was a baby, his face was fickle,"

"Yes, maybe yes, my mom said that, too." Dara replied patting Amri's thigh slowly which looked disturbed by the sound of her laughter.

"But yes you don't have to call Mbak, just call Dara, it looks like we are the same age," added Dara who was answered with a nod to Afia's plan.

"Have known the gods for a long time?" tanya Dara opened the chat.

"Not for a year," Afia replied, making Dara nod her head slowly for a sign of understanding.

"May I ask you something?" asked Afia hesitatingly.

"Can you ask what?"

Afia seemed to think before saying. "Not to be Ra.." said Afia made Dara frown at him.

"Ajain aja no papa, as long as I can answer for sure I replied." said Dara who only answered with silence Afia.

"Lo's? wh why? how sad are you?" dara asked confusedly looking at Afia's eyes that began to water.

"No papa Ra, I'm just moved, I also want to have a handsome child like Amri." Afia replied trying to smile looking at Amri.

Meanwhile, outside the house, Erfan and Dewa sat next to each other on the terrace chair while accompanying the two coffee cups on the table.

With a cigarette in his suction God silent noiseless, enjoying the atmosphere of a slightly cold night with a straight forward gaze as if ignoring Erfan sitting next to him.

"When do you smoke?" erfan asked with a straight look forward, not taking the eyes of the God.

"Since the betrayal of my lover," God answered making Erfan look away at him.

"Want to?" said Dewa thrust a pack of cigarettes in front of Erfan, making their views clashed with each other.

"I don't smoke" Erfan replied, turning his gaze straight ahead.

The god poked his lips before putting back a pack of his cigarettes on the table.

Suck back the cigarette that stayed a little before pressing it on the ashtray.

"How can you forget Sarah and love Dara so quickly?" asked the God before turning his gaze to look at Erfan.

Erfan shrugged both of his shoulders not looking at God, "Maybe because Dara is better than Sarah, or because Dara is too smart to take heart and make me feel comfortable when with her," Erfan replied with a straight look ahead.

"You haven't forgotten my wife?" erfan asked, turning his gaze to look at the God.

"I just haven't been able to forget the pain, yet" replied the God looking back at Erfan.

"Do you know what it's like to be stabbed in the back by a woman you love so much?" asked the God before bellowing and throwing his face back to stare straight ahead.

"You'll never know" God added before picking up another cigarette to put on his lips.

"Afia will heal you,"

The god was silent and did not answer Erfan's words.

Ten minutes passed, Erfan and God just sat together without anyone talking, adding to the silence the night atmosphere became increasingly quiet and quiet.

"Assynoltom..." Said Nathan and Clara who were stepping foot into the gate of Erfan's house.

"Where's my nephew?" nathan asked enthusiastically stepped up to approach Erfan who had stood up from his seat.

Nathan used his faint smile to shake the hand of the God who was still sitting in his place before shaking Erfan's hand to hug his best friend.

"Congratulations, you're already Fan's father..

jeez...your frustration yesterday has paid off!" nathan chuckled to release his embrace.

"Br*ngs*k you," Erfan chuckled softly at his best friend's arm before shaking Clara's outstretched hand in front of him.

"Congratulations, brother?" clara said before turning her eyes to look at the God who was still sitting smoking in his chair.

The god turned his gaze to look at Clara, making their eyes clash with each other.

Clara extended her faint smile before turning her gaze towards Erfan. "Where are you, brother?" ask Clara.

"There's in the same room as his future wife God,"

"You want to get married?" clara asked in surprise to turn her gaze back to staring at the God.

The god simply nodded his head while pressing back his third cigarette inside the ashtray.

"Finally you moved on too..." Clara replied before turning her gaze towards Dara and Afia who were stepping towards the terrace.

"Cla, sir," said Dara smilingly shaking Nathan's hand before embracing Clara.

"Congratulations Ra" said Clara, releasing her embrace.

"Thank you Cla," Dara replied before circulating her gaze to everyone.

"Dine is ready, we eat together first huh?" said Dara again.

"I'm the same Afia went straight home, it's night," said the Lord standing up from his seat before nodding his head slowly to Afia who was standing next to Dara.

"I'm the same God said yes Ra, thank you, I pray that little Amri be a child Sholeh," said Afia before shaking hands with Dara.

"Why not eat together?" dara protested to Afia before turning her gaze to look at the Deity.

"It's late, I have to drive Afia home." Reply God.

"But it..." Dara's words were cut off as Erfan gently touched her arm, causing Dara to turn her gaze toward her husband who was tilting her head slowly.

"We left" said the god before stepping his foot out of the fence, followed by Afia who immediately smiled faintly to everyone before following in the footsteps of her future husband.

"Where's my bangs?" nathan took everyone's eyes off God and Afia.

"Let's go in" said Erfan holding his wife's hand, stepping his foot into the house in the wake of Nathan and Clara walking behind him.

"God...you are so handsome, son...why is your face so similar to mine...?" nathan said softly after standing near the baby box Amri, looking at the tiny face of Amri who was still asleep in his sleep.

"His nose, his eyebrows, his lips.ahhh why is everything so similar to me?" nathan added again before receiving a light blow from Erfan.

"Br*ngs*kou, he's my son is not your son," a whispered Erfan protest made Dara and Clara hold back laughter looking at him.

"Let's eat first, we'll have a chat in the dining room" said Dara.

"Come on" said Clara before stroking Amri's cheek gently.

"Tante Clara's staying for dinner, baby..." Clara chuckled before stepping her feet out of the room, followed by Nathan Erfan and Dara walking behind her.

The three of them ate in a very crowded atmosphere, laughing along with the chatter filled with jokes from Nathan.

Making every mouthful that goes into their mouths feel more delicious because of the aura of happiness that emanates from the faces of all.