Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Dilemmas

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"Related with the arrival of both parents of Atha's as well?" guess Camelia again. But this time papa was not surprised again by the question of his son.

"Yes. Trust me, you can't give you to the wrong person."

"Cam believes, but .. but ...," said Camelia was cut off by Papa Carel's next remark.

"Papa knows. But as time goes on that feeling will arise in the end, son."

"Let Cam think further pa."

"Yes. Whenever you want to talk, papa will be ready. Rest early. Tonight let Carissa sleep with us."

Camelia nodded. Camelia went out from her father and went to her own room. When he had just turned the door knob, from the opposite direction, the door knob was also moving down indicating that there was also a middle turning it.

The door opens, featuring Carissa with Mama Lia. Carissa was astonished when she saw that the eyes of her parents were so swollen.

"Mother, are you crying?"

Camelia smiled in response, but her smile was a little forced to calm Carissa.

"It's okay. Oh yeah, Carissa sleeps the same opah and omah tonight."

"Yes mother," said Carissa so cheerfully.

"Papa said?" ask Mama Lia.

"Yes ma."

"Good rest, baby. Mama same Carissa go first." Mama Lia also took Carissa's hand to follow her.

As soon as Mama Lia and Carissa, Camelia passed into her room. There, her tears reminisced in her eyes. Why ... why does it feel so bad. It feels much more stifling when it turns out that Abra has been betrothed to Delia.

He knew he shouldn't have this kind of feeling. But no matter how hard he tried to endure it, this feeling could not get away from him. This feeling is like a wind that blows in an uncertain direction that can make anyone to be vigilant or even enjoy it.

Camelia walked slowly away from the bedroom door and towards the veranda of her room. Arriving there, he inhaled as much air as possible to try to eliminate this tightness. But the results remain nil. No matter how much he inhaled, the taste would remain the same.

"Do you feel like you have to be this sick? Why ... why! Why should we be reunited again, if the end should be like this," he said unconsciously.

Camelia closed her mouth and ran into the room. He ripped and once again bent his knees drowned his face there - like the one that happened the other day in a private room in his brownie shop.

He did not expect that he would finally be like Abra. Match with both parents each without knowing from the beginning. But deep in his dreams, he wants to find himself someone who really wants to fight for him and wants to share his whole life with him.

Sure enough - if one day Atha becomes the man of his future, surely Atha will also share a life story with him. Will this feeling be the same in the end? That one question was what made Camelia reluctant to think further.

He then stood into the bathroom to make himself refreshed by ablution. After that, he climbed onto the bed. Rest and a tired mind.

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The next morning, as usual Camelia was already getting ready to go to her brownie shop. Carissa who is ready also now has been in front of the tv to enjoy watching cartoons of children in pink-clad clothes. Carissa was occasionally scanty when she saw the little boy making a bear hassled because of his behavior. His gaze was only shifted when Camelia was already near him while stroking his shoulders.

"Mother," call him.

"Mother is leaving. Carissa still wants to see?"

"No, Carissa wants to come with you."

"Well, salim used to be the same as omah."

Carissa nodded obediently. He then ran into Mama Lia's room.

"Omah" he called out as he approached.

"Would you leave?"

"Yes, omah."

"Be careful there. Don't make it a hassle."

Once again Carissa agreed Mama Lia's words while reaching for a hand to kiss her as affection and a sign of her obedience to Mama Lia.

"Carissa go first, assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, baby."

Carissa left Mama Lia and headed towards Camelia.

"Let's go mother," Carissa said forming an upside-down rainbow on her face.

"Come on," said Camelia as she grabbed Carissa's hand. They both went to Camelia's brownie shop.

But Camelia knew it would never happen before the bond between her and Atha. Of course he said that when Carissa calmly said they would stay in the same room.

With that said, it made Camelia smile funny. He had not expected Carissa's thoughts would get there for the size of her child's age.

During this trip, Carissa often silent staring at the streets are increasingly crowded by other vehicles. Carissa was like enjoying this new thing she saw with a breeze that entered through the open car window. Carissa only realized from her admiration when Camelia turned the car towards her shop. Camelia who knew Carissa was a little surprised to slow down her car.

"Why baby?" camelia asked with her eyes still fixed on the street. But once he also turned his head - about to see what his adopted son saw.

"It's okay mom. Mother, we'll be there soon?"

"Yes soon. Look up ahead, your shop is in sight."

Carissa nodded happily.

A few minutes later, they finally arrived in front of Camelia's brownie shop. Camelia parked her car next to the store. Only after that, they got out of the car.

When Camelia had just stepped into the store, suddenly Riana who saw her ran to embrace Camelia.

"Alhamdulillah. Finally came."

"Yes, thank God, Ri. How is the state of the store as long as it doesn't come."

"There's nothing to worry about. Everything went smoothly without a hitch like when Sari made brownies in the absence of Cam's mbak."

Camelia laughed as she shook her head slowly. Sari who heard his name called, immediately ran out. Just like Riana, she ran to hug Camelia.

"Aaa finally came. You're not papa, are you?" tanya Sari was glad not to play.

As Sari had just let go of their embrace, Carissa jumped into delight as she unintentionally looked back and instead saw Abra walking towards them.

"Uncle," he shouted as he ran towards Abra while stretching out his hand to get a sling from Abra.

Abra swiftly brought Carissa to his sling. And because of his anxiety, he kissed Carissa's cheeks mercilessly to the point of making Carissa a keel.

"Amcayi durdur," said Carissa who even made Abra gawk.

Camelia who was getting closer smiled funny looking at the expression of Abra's face that was like a confused person.

"Amcayi durdur?" repeat Abra in a soft voice.

Camelia who had arrived near them immediately interpreted Carissa's speech earlier. "Stop uncle means from Turkish."

Carissa laughed out loud afterwards.

"You prank the uncle, yes!" said Abra giving Carissa a jail stare. "Receive this from uncle." Abra continued to give Carissa a kiss on her cheek.

Then Abra's action stopped after Camelia told them to sit first.

"Bad kid" Abra said as she pulled Carissa's nose. Then he continued, "One day the uncle will definitely reply to him."

"It's impossible, because Carissa can tell what it means," elak Carissa laughed.

"Are you sure you're going to speak Turkish?"

Carissa was silent as she looked at Abra's smiling face triumphantly.

"What language would you like to use?"

"Consecret. If you have told Carissa later it will not be exciting," said Abra while bringing Carissa to sit following Camelia who had preceded them.

"What do you need to do here?" camelia asked after Abra sat down.

"I'm here to buy your brownies, meet Carissa."

"What message you want, let me get it."

"Entar, Cam. I still want to linger here."

"If so, you have a chat" he told Abra. He then turned to Carissa and said, "Honey mother go inside first ya."

"Yes mother."

"Cam," call Abra.

Camelia turned to the handsome man in her work coat.

...To be continued ...

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