DISPUTE OF HEART
I Thought It Was You

“Roy ... How far is my secret project?” Briyan asked with her hands covering her face, while her body was flowing on her chair, the time had shown at five in the afternoon, dusk had begun to show its golden color, she said, but Briyan still refused to go home. His eyes were tightly closed, while his mind was still drifting far away somewhere.

Roy cleared his throat slowly, the last few days the task became very much, because several projects came to their company, the company, especially now Briyan is also working on a government project in the form of housing that is intended for underprivileged families.

“Sorry sir, I have not had time to review it again, the last is seventy percent, almost close to finishing” Roy explained with his feet churning, powerless He wants to immediately sit down, after in his race, he said, it turned out that ache also stood up straight, and walked here and there following the Boss.

“Hmh, okay, we'll be there right now Roy” Briyan opens his eyes, then gets ready to stand up, fixes his appearance and then leaves his room, not to forget behind him there is Roya who faithfully tailed even though in the heart full of cracks.

***

“In your opinion, how many months will this building be completed Roy?” Briyan asked with a wry look.

“Perhaps, less than six months away Sir, if you want perfect results” Roy gives an opinion after thinking long enough.

“Hmh, well, six more months” Briyan nodded then smiled thinly, not long steps back to walk leaving the building that was deserted from the employees, did not forget to return Roy-pun back to follow him.

***

“Bry ... already home?” Mamih greeted with a smile on her lips, the middle-aged woman welcomed the arrival of the son warmly, just like before, when Briyan fell, unharmed, bloodless, only she was always faithful beside her son.

“Yes, Mih” Briyan nodded sluggishly.

“Capek? In the living room there is a guest waiting for you Bry” Mamih told, his face is quite cold not friendly when telling Briyan.

“Guest? Who?” Briyan frowned deeply.

“Female” Mamih sluggish.

“Female? Beautiful Mih?” Briyan chuckled softly, imagining that the beautiful woman was Asha, but how could Asha possibly want to meet her? Hahey! Impossible! Briyan shook her head in annoyance.

“Cantik” Mamih nodded, then re-twisted the body intending to leave the child.

“O yes, Papih was sick again, Papih came home quickly from his office” Mamih again told the son who was now sculpting with a worried look.

“White now how is Mih? Have you called the doctor?”

“Already, yes have met your friend first, later see the condition of Papihmu” Mamih left Briyan, his footsteps headed towards the kitchen, maybe Mamih will continue his cooking activities, and, because later Mamih became happy to cook and send the food made to Asha.

“Kak Briyan!”

Briyan retreated her steps when she saw there was a beautiful woman in front of her, a woman with sexy clothes and a sweet face was smiling at Briyan, next to her there was a Star who accompanied the smile looking at Briyan, who was smiling, some drinks and snacks look messy, indicating that if the girl has been in her house long enough, Briyan sighed in annoyance, but tried to hide it.

“Hay, Isabel” Briyan raised one hand.

“Hai Brother! I came here on purpose, I want to ..” Isabel's voice was held in the air when Briyan again denounced her words.

“Hah .. I think it's you Sha” Briyan sighed irritatedly, then laid his tall body on his big mattress, not long Briyan headed for the bathroom, to clean himself, to get rid of, impatiently he wanted to immediately see the Papih who was lying weak.

***

“Hay Sha!”

A man waved his hand at a beautiful girl who was staring confusedly at him.

“Hay” the girl approached, then greeted two other middle-aged people who were now sitting flanking the man.

“Om, Aunte” the sweet girl with the hijab wrapped her head was trying to smile sweetly, in her heart she did not stop cursing, feeling stuck with what the man in front of her was doing now.

“Waaahhh, it turns out according to what Abim said, Asha turned out to be really beautiful, she said, prettier than you ever saw in the photo” middle-aged woman who claimed to be the Mother of Abhimanyu smiled gently, looking at Asha fixedly, admiring the beauty of Asha.

Asha looked down deeply, there was a bit of discomfort, inwardly wondering what Abim meant, why bring his parents to meet him, didn't Abim just ask to keep Asha's promise to have dinner with Abim alone? So what does it mean that Abim's parents accompany him to dinner? Doesn't that feel awkward?.

Asha looked at Abim with a confused look, but the one in the face only smiled gently.

“Tante ever see my photos?” Asha asked with her sweet smile, trying to hide her discomfort.

“Yes, it was Abim who showed it, she said Abim now had a close female friend, hehe” Mother Abim chuckled, followed by her husband.

“Pardon our presence if it makes Nak Asha uncomfortable, verily we who forced Abim to come along when he knew Abim would go to meet the beautiful woman who Abim always talked about” Mother began to explain what made Asha uncomfortable from earlier.

“Ah, yes ... it's okay Tante” Asha shook her head.

“Thank you very much for accompanying Abim” Ibu Abim holds Asha's hand gently, then smiles lightly, makes Asha's heart rustle, there is a little sense of comfort there.

“Sama-sama, precisely Abim who has helped Asha” Asha much to reply to the gentle rubbing of Abim's mother's hand, they smiled together, then they continued to eat together, then they continued to eat together, small talk happens to them, sometimes Abim interrupted, sometimes also Abim's father said funny things make them laugh humorously, it feels like a long time ago Asha was not in this atmosphere, like this, in the warmth of a family. Asha is grateful for tonight's meeting between her and Abim's family. At first Asha felt annoyed and uncomfortable, but gradually thanks to the relaxed and friendly nature of the Abim family, Asha was like finding her lost family.

Until the sound of the vibration of Asha's phone is heard, forced to move away to pick up the phone, then shift the green button on his phone.

“Yes, Assalamualaikum ..’ Asha greeted gently after knowing who contacted her.

‘Waalaikumsalam Sha, this Papih ..’

The voice across there sounded so sad and hoarse typical of the sick, Asha momentarily held her breath.

‘Fragrant? How are you?’ Asha asked with an unbecoming heart, it felt strange if Papih got to call him like this, so far the one who most often contacts Asha would be Mamih.

‘Asha can come to Papih's house briefly Nak?’