Unknown Love's

Eye Stares

Early in the morning, Ms. Asri was busy. He brought a basket he used to use to the market.

"Where are you going this early in the morning?", asked Farhan who was exercising on the front porch.

"Mom's going to the market first, Han. Shopping for catering orders later in the afternoon", replied Ms. Asri who was already wearing her sandals.

"Farhan's coming with ma'am", cried Farhan quickly. He immediately stopped his exercise, took a small towel to wipe the sweat that was pouring on the forehead.

"Lho, you're a sport again, Han. It's okay, I can go alone. After all, this weekend is good for you to use for rest only", suggested Ms. Asri.

Farhan downed the white water he had prepared before exercising, "Mom wait here, Farhan cleaned for a while, yes. Anyway Farhan wants to accompany mom to the market".

Bu Asri just smiled to see his only son passing into the house.

Fifteen minutes later Farhan was neat and fragrant. Black long-sleeved shirt with blue jeans make it look more perfect.

"Your mother's son, wants to go to the market for mercy" praised Bu Astri when he saw Farhan's neat appearance.

"Mom can do it. Whose son was dong?", Farhan teased his mother.

Bu Asri smiled, "Udah ah berkandanya. Let's go now so that it's not too late", said Ms. Asri.

Farhan nodded and immediately pulled out his car.

Before long, Farhan and Bu Asri had already arrived at the market. As usual, Farhan was always ready and quick to bring his mother's basket and grocery crackle.

"What's the catering message?", asked Farhan when the mother seemed busy sorting and choosing beef.

"This you know, the message will be made steak, capcay, fried potato sauce and pepesan", replied Bu Asri without turning his eyes.

"Oh.", replied Farhan in short. He faithfully waited on his mother every time he stopped at the merchant stand.

"Mom, Farhan wants to buy oranges and watermelons yes, there", point Farhan to the stand of the fruit seller.

"Can. I'm going to the vegetable merchant first, son. There, later if you have, you can follow mom there" replied Ms. Asri. Farhan nodded and soon passed, parting with his mother.

"Oh, mother, sorry, I accidentally" someone just nudged the hand of Ms. Asri who was picking potatoes, making the potatoes in the basket fall.

"Oh, it's okay, son" replied Astri. He immediately bent his body, intending to pick up the fallen potato earlier.

"I'm sorry ma'am, let me take it, ma'am", bargained the man who had nudged Bu Asri's hand, quickly the man picked up the scattered potatoes.

"This ma'am, the potato, once again ma.af", the sentence finally hangs because the man was surprised to see the figure of the woman who had been accidentally nudged it.

"Mother Asri? this is Ms Asri, right? farhan's mother", her eyes widened and immediately kissed the hand of the middle-aged woman in front of her.

"Yes, son, this is my mother. Long time no see. Didn't think we could meet here" Ms Asri said after Kinara kissed the back of her hand.

"Yes mom. Mama's shopping again? alone?", asked Kinara looking around Bu Asri, there was no one.

"Yes son. Biasalah, there is a catering order. Mother came here accompanied.", not yet as soon as Bu Asri spoke, Farhan had come to him.

"Mom, look, I got a really sweet orange" he exclaimed without noticing the man standing next to his mother.

"Farhan?", the familiar voice in Farhan's ear suddenly startled him.

"Kinara?", cried Farhan.

Their eyes clashed with each other, as if they could not believe the two of them could meet again after a long time did not tell each other.

Bu Asri watched Kinara and her son.

"Have already looked at each other" said Bu Asri broke the shock of Farhan and Kinara. Ms. Asri was again busy choosing vegetables and various kinds of kitchen spices that she would buy. He allowed Kinara and Farhan to have a conversation.

Farhan looked clumsy, as did Kinara, his face flushed red.

"How are you?", asked Kinara trying to neutralize her shock.

"My news is good too. Long time no see", Kinara looks so awkward.

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Inexplicably Kinara's heartbeat felt so fast a moment after his eyes collided with Farhan's.

'What is this feeling?', his own inner self.

"Oh yeah, how's your husband, Ra?", asked Farhan, leaving Kinara stunned from her thoughts.

"Oh my husband, good news", replied Kinara stammered.

Farhan smiled sweetly, showing his impressive dimples.

'Aahh.the smile is still the same', again, the feeling of Kinara made it erratic.

"You're alone, Ra?", Farhan didn't see anyone else with Kinara.

Kinara smiled faintly, "Yes, my husband is in service in Surabaya".

Farhan nodded his head.

"Let's go Han home. I'm done shopping", asked Bu Asri while showing some scrapes in her hands.

"Oh, yes ma'am" Farhan said as he took over the chafes.

"Son, Farhan's mother said yes first" Bu Asri told Kinara.

"Oh yes, ma'am. Be careful" Kinara replied as she kissed the back of Farhan's mother's hand.

"We say yes first, Ra. Be careful too", Farhan's message before he and his mother passed from Kinara's presence.

Kinara looked at the departure of the mother and child with an uncertain feeling.

'It's great to see you again, Han', whispered Kinara, putting a smile on her face.

While in the car, Farhan was silent. There was a strange feeling he could not explain when he had met Kinara.

Farhan could not lie to his own feelings, he felt very happy when he met the woman he had loved. Almost nothing has changed from Kinara other than her status as already the wife of people.

Unwittingly, Farhan put on a smile, re-imagining Kinara's face and smile as they talked.

"What do you think of Han, until your own smile is so?", Ms Asri glanced at her son.

"Eh. Farhan thought nothing of it", Farhan replied quickly. She was ashamed that her mother had seen her behavior.

Ms. Asri smiled gently, looking at Farhan who focused on driving the car.

"You're a mother's son. Mother who conceived, gave birth and cared for you, son. I know very well that you lied. You must be thinking of Kinara huh?", guess Bu Asri made Farhan feel clumsy.

Farhan scratched his non-itchy head, he was getting embarrassed because his mother's guess was right.

"Eh, oh, no ma'am. Farhan did not think of Kinara", he replied.

Again, Ms. Asri smiled, "Hmm. I know your feelings for the same Kinara never changed until now. I also know, you must have tried hard and through a difficult time to forget Kinara, right?", Bu Asri's words felt tight to Farhan.

Farhan glanced at his mother for a moment, "I can't lie to you. Farhan also confused the mother with Farhan's own feelings".

"What you feel is human nature, a gift from God. But you must remember that such feelings should not be maintained in women who already belong to others, yes", Ms. Asri advised her son gently.

Farhan was silent at the words of his mother.

"Yes mom. Pray for Farhan yes so that Farhan does not do the wrong thing" said Farhan while looking at the face of the mother.

Ms. Asri nodded and smiled, "Mother always prays for you, son. May the Lord soon give you a good and best soul mate", Ms. Asri gently stroked Farhan's shoulder.