
Mirza stared at the barbie doll she kept in the glass cabinet.The smiling doll with bangs covering the forehead was stored so neatly, it still looked like new. even though he bought it thirteen years ago.
He also unconsciously smiled to see it, but suddenly his face turned sad.
"Did I finally have to forget you ?" he muttered softly with eyes that were still staring at the barbie doll.
"Does destiny not allow me to find you again ?" Mirza let out a long sigh, feeling hopeless in the wait.
"Rain .. I still wish we could meet again, so I can keep my promise."
"Promise to find you." she said.
How hard he tried to open his heart to other women, the shadow of the girl was always present in his memory.
Well, it sounds funny.he fell in love when he was a child. Even he himself did not understand what love is. But stupidly, people will not understand what he feels.
But for some reason suddenly the beautiful face of Alula who was smiling, after she put a silver necklace on him that night just passed by.
His chest felt tight, with jangtung pounding increasingly racing.what a feeling he was actually feeling this.
Why every time he saw Alula smile, his heart suddenly pounded so great.like when on the night market, when he accompanied Alula who was in line to buy sweet arum with various forms.
"Ang ?" Alula turned her head with a frowning forehead at Mirza who was standing behind her back.
Mirza wore a beautiful silver necklace with a small heart-shaped pendant, with a shiny jewel in the middle.
"Didn't you ?" ask Mirza when she has finished putting on her necklace.
"When did you buy it ?" Alula was surprised, because Mirza was always with her, but her smile suddenly broke, while observing the necklace pendant.
But before Mirza answered, the sweet arum seller first gave his order.The heart-shaped arumanis with pink color has now changed hands.
"Thank you Pa." said Alula to the sweet arum seller.The sweet arum seller just nodded and smiled.
"Just now, right there." Mirza pointed to a silver jewelry salesperson who was not far from the sweet arum seller.
While walking earlier, his eyes accidentally caught a silver necklace with a heart-shaped pendant on display in the display case.the shape is simple, but somehow looks very beautiful.just like Alula who always looks simple, she is, not much to wear, but so beautiful in her eyes.
Wait ! beautiful ?
Yes, she is beautiful, and she just realized it.
"That's sweet. Thanks bang, I love it." Alula endlessly develops a smile, for some reason that night Mirza's treatment is very different to her.
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It had been a few days that Mirza felt Alula was keeping her distance from him, and when she asked, the reason remained the same.
"I'm busy with exams bang,"
"I'm learning, don't want to be bothered yet."
"Don't want me to pass just because I want to play basketball ?"
That was the reason Alula always said. Mirza was astonished by Alula's attitude lately.
Alula who greeted him every morning with a happy smile, Alula who every morning shouted "nausea, spit!" & Alula who every go home from school always wanted to be invited to go for a walk first, now it's Alula who's more reserved.
Well, what's wrong with the woman, why her attitude changed, even though Mirza felt that nothing happened between them.
After coming home from the night market, they can still laugh, even early in the morning when they are practicing the same attitude.
Does Alula know that Mirza will be betrothed? but, indeed why if they were betrothed. shouldn't he feel happy.
"What ?" marko's eyes almost popped out when Mirza told him about her match with Gweny.
The two of them were in Mirza's room, because Mirza called her this morning to come to her house, while Martin could not come, because he was currently accompanying her out of town.
"Obviously always have eyes, I plug you too" Mirza said with annoyance.
"Yes tuhaaan, ko' can you be betrothed that is. why don't I just ?"
Plakkkp..
A newspaper scroll landed on Marko's head.
"But you agreed to be fooled ?"
Mirza just shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care.
"It makes you look at the seneng, there's no harm in trying."
Makes Marko sneer at her "Nobody likes it but still tries."
Mirza did not answer, preferring to take the guitar and play it.
"Do you, the fairy neng know if you want to be betrothed ?" not without reason Marko asked like this, he was very sure if in fact Alula had feelings for the man he called this brother.
"Mir, I think you should think about this first. lest you regret it later."
"Lu said, your adek attitude has changed lately.are you sure that you don't have the same feeling you, as if he's not your biological adek."
"Gue is also sure, if you actually also like your adek."
"What the hell you are," said Mirza.obviously he only considers Alula as a sister, nothing more.
Mirza was silent, for some reason she suddenly felt doubtful whether this was the right choice, while her heart clearly refused.I don't know, the thought of Alula made her heart agitated.
The day was getting hotter when they came out of the room, Marko said goodbye to Mama Indri who was making cakes in the kitchen with Mba Sri.
"Wrap can not be Ma, enough for a snack." so Marko said when Mama Indri offered his cake that had just been lifted from the oven.
"It's wrapped in mah its name is not nyobain, but malakin." Mama Indri nagged, but her hand still put some pieces of cake into the jar.
"Take it ! make Mami you. beware if nyampe there stay the jar alone." with pleasure Marko grabbed the jar from the hand of Mama Indri.
Marko is just a whimper, it has become a common thing for him if visiting Mirza's house always come home with his hands.
"Other times, if you want namu well bring souvenirs. martabak cake, or toast like that."
"Well, whichever one sells martabak early in the morning Ma." Marko laughed but followed by his stomach.
"Don't forget it's Mama Balikin's emperware again, beware if the lid is cross." shouted Mama Indri when Marko reached the door.
"Oh your mother, it's a hell of a thing." Marko grumbled.
Just as Marko opened the door, he saw Alula walking from the backyard.
"Where'd you go neng peri ?" Mirza, who was about to go back into the room, suddenly followed Marko out of the house.
"You go to the boutique bang." replied Alula with a forced smile.
"Abang anterin want ?" Marko sincerely offered himself.
"Don't bang, I'm on a gojek."
"Gue anterine." Mirza offered, but Alula refused.
"No need to bang, I can go alone" Alula said without looking at Mirza.
Mirza's disappointed face looks, why it hurts so much to get a rejection like that.
"Mumpung brother wants to go home, with aja yuk. kan unidirectional."
Seeing Mirza's experience, Marko relentlessly offered himself.he felt that between his sister and brother something had happened.
With resignation, although disbanding Alula did not want to. but in honor of his brother's friend, he finally accepted Marko's invitation.
"Quiet, I'll take care of him." Marko patted Mirza on the shoulder before he left.
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