
Ibra looked silent, but the romance of her face seemed to say yes. Ben couldn't say anything other than to be astonished. He really doesn't understand Ibra's mind.
"If you've liked him for a long time, why marry Shireen?" ask Ben carefully. "Don't tell me for returning the favor?"
A heavy sigh could be heard from Ibra's mouth. The man downed the milk in his glass to the toilet, then kept the glass on the table.
Ibra stared straight at the television in front with a glaring look. Without saying a word of silence has answered Ben's curiosity.
Ibra and his calmness, the man turned out to keep a million mysteries in his life. Ben who can be said to have known Ibra for quite a long time did not know about the man's problem. Ibra is friendly, but she's closed on everyone.
That's why when Ibra asked Ben was a bit less trusting. He thought maybe Ibra was drunk because she drank too much milk. Sillier.
"Why? Why does he hate you? Is it because of your marriage and Shireen?" Ben continued his question.
Because Ibra did not answer, he returned to voice. "The man must admit his mistake. Even if he does not forgive, you must dare to reveal the truth. What was the reason you did that first. Good or bad you have to stay honest at any risk."
Ibra knows. Without being asked, he would be honest with Audi. He should have finished all this while in Bandung yesterday, but Audi who kept away also the condition of the mother who also deteriorated made Ibra stop talking seriously with the girl.
Audi is building a huge wall between them.
An Ibra clap felt on his shoulder. Ben looked at Ibra convincingly. "Whatever the case may be, everything will be finished with honesty. It's free now that you approach her vigorously, while she still harbors disappointment in you. You have to express everything she doesn't know, make her believe that your feelings are worth considering."
"Remember, the sooner the better," Ben said again before entering the room.
Ibra glanced at the clock that was past midnight. He took a breath as he stood up and walked to the kitchen, washed the glasses and went into the room exactly as Ben had done before.
Ibra did not forget to brush her teeth and wash her face, she checked her phone first and opened a gallery and a special photo album together with Audi.
Not only that, Ibra also keeps a portrait of Audi graduation that he took from his social media account. It was hard to remember that he could only watch the important event from afar without being able to attend and congratulate directly.
Ibra lay sideways staring at one of her and Audi's photos. Audi looked beautiful with a charming laugh as she hugged Ibra's neck from behind. Ibra also carved a big smile holding the body of Audi that he carried on his back.
Audi is still in High School. Still fresh in memory Ibra how carefree the face of Audi when he found out he came home from abroad. Those who so rarely met since he entered akmil.
Ibra smiled every time she remembered Audi's scowling. The girl lamented why Ibra should take military school instead of business, doctors, or law like her father.
Audi always used his opportunity when Ibra came home. The girl often spoiled and stuck it anywhere.
Ibra pleased. But now that smile has changed. "Sorry, Cla," whispered Ibra in the dim light of the room.
Ibra could not be seen the happy portrait to sleep. Not to forget Ibra prayed to God, so that the way and Audi would be facilitated.