Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 115

In front of the house, Mr. Rahman was already standing in the welcome doorway. I heard the motor stop in front of the house. Kayla's father and mother, who were watching television, headed straight to the living room and peeked at Kayla and Avan standing beside the motorbike.

"Who is he?"

Avan gave a small smile hearing a question sentence from Mr. Rahman who looked stunned and pointed at Kayla. Feeling surprised because his daughter is now in a hijab, unlike this morning who is still stroking her hair.

"He's Kayla, sir. Beautiful right?"

"Oohh, Kayla. Yes, it's beautiful to wear a hijab." Mr. Rahman said the mangosteen looks happy."How come you're wearing a hijab, La?"

"And abis went home from the study, sir." Kayla replied. Because he knows his father is just teasing him right now.

"Oo yeah, good, good, I love it." Rahman returned with a smile. Then turn to Avan, "go in, Van."

"Emm, thank you sir, I'll continue. It's late, still gotta go back to the resto." Reject the subtle and polite Avan.

Mr. Rahman looked at the living room wall. "It's nine o'clock this time."

"Resto just shut up, sir. Breafing before the kids come back." Avan answered, Reason to refuse.

"Oohh, yeah already then. I don't want to force it either."

"So in our streets we smell a very good aroma, keep snotting father." Said Avan mince words while holding out a bag of sweet martabak crackles. One egg martabak accidentally Avan lives on a motorcycle, for himself. Considering Kayla bought it, at least, she had to keep one.

"Well, just this morning talking martabak, have you brought it." Seloroh pak Rahman received the martabak that Avan gave.

While Kayla who had bought the martabak widened her eyes. Then his lips thinned in annoyance, and turned to go inside the house.

After making small talk and greeting his kayla parents, Avan pulls his motor gas lever back to the restaurant where he was staying for a while. At least, until his branch was safe enough for him to leave on the person that Avan believed in.

Kayla went into her room. After cleaning up and changing into pajamas, Kayla sat down at her dressing table. Kayla took out the ring box that Avan had given her earlier. He looked at that thing, Kayla's feelings uncertain. The taste that Raize left behind was still left in the depths of his heart. Even though he was very trying to hold that feeling. In fact, the love for Raize is not over.

So far, Kayla knows Avan so well for her. Even as he felt slumped, the long-haired man was on the side. Take him after Raize to the airport. A very big heart of a man. It would be a pity if he missed it. But, Kayla did not have any feelings for the good man. His heart was only for Raize, though now it had been crushed and broken by the same man.

Geck! Geck!

The sound of her bedroom door being knocked.

"It's a shoot, La."

"Lock mbak. Not yet Kayla's key."

Ayla entered without closing Kayla's room door tightly, and left a line of gaps. The old pregnant woman was sitting on the side of the bed.

"What's wrong, mbak?" Ask Kayla lirih.

Ayla smiled looking at the opened ring box. Kayla gasped as she realized which direction Ayla was looking towards. Hurry up to close the box.

"Bak know, it's been a long time since Avan kept the taste on you. Even though he never said anything. Finally, he proposed to you too, huh?" Cetus Ayla smiled at her sister.

"Kayla's confused, mbak."

"Why?" Ayla asked probing in Kayla's face, "is it because you still love Raize?"

"La, if you say Oki's ustazah first, don't reject a proposal from a good man." Cetus Ayla gave Kayla advice."Ma'am look, Avan's a good guy. Both in terms of religion, both in terms of behavior, also good in terms of financial. If you say mbak, complete package."

There was a loud dehement sound from behind Kayla's bedroom door. Ayla gave a quick glance, "ehem, of course more complete DADDY ROCKY." Ayla said hardened Daddy Rocky so that someone eavesdropping behind the door would hear.

"You know? Your brother-in-law is very jealous." Ayla whispered to Kayla who chuckled small.

"When's Rocky coming, mbak?"

"Last noon, the fire was close. So he's here for nemenin." Ayla explained."oiya, La, try your istikharah first. Let me give you a hint. If the mother is the same father, positively agreed, mbak guarantee 1000 percent. But, La, the decision remains in your hands. You do it later, we just want the best for you, and don't choose the wrong." Ayla again clasped and patted Kayla's hand.

After speaking from heart to heart and for quite a while, Ayla came out of Kayla's room. Father, mother and Rocky who were waiting in the living room rushed over. Mom pulls her firstborn's hand away from Kayla's room. Then the three swarmed Rocky's wife.

"Hows it? I heard the ring and Lamar. What was? I want to know."

"But, I promise you don't push Kayla. Let him make his own life's actions and choices."

"Yes, yes" said the impatient mother.

"Promise also don't force Kayla to meet Mak's acquaintance's son again."

"Yes, yeah,"

Ayla smiled happily and then started whispering, with three other heads closing in and putting ears on.

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In the other hemisphere, in a Chapel with a melodious and unisonous singing voice. Raize stands among the other congregations with the kitmad. After the morning service. Raize still remained, his eyes rolling around every corner of the room with golden lights. As well as the sunlight that penetrates through the high windows.

The man was still feeling giddy, but, that's where he felt calm. Therefore, Raize continued to linger in the Chapel. A bishop who had been watching him, could clearly see the sadness and indecision on Raize's face. He approached and smiled kindly greeting.

"You're not here, son."

Raize replied with a nod and a bitter smile.

"It seems, you have a strange problem, do not give up because every human has their own trials according to the portion. Rest assured, His love always gives you."

Raize smiled and nodded in agreement.

"you can complain to him." The white-bearded bishop.

Raize stared at the bishop at the end of the altar.

After quite a while of talking and becoming familiar, Raize walked out of the Chapel with a calmer feeling. The handsome man walked over while checking his phone, without him noticing that he had hit a little boy wearing a hat on his head. The little boy fell backwards. Raize helped him to his feet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see right." Raize said sincerely, seeing the pale-faced girl carve a smile and nod faintly. If it's in the cab, the little girl's about 8."You all right? What pain?"

"Selena!"

"Mama..." The little girl ran towards the young lady who resembled her.

"Come, uncle Yoseph is waiting." Said the woman called mama by the girl named Selena was so close. When Selena's mama's eyes met Raize, she lowered her head slowly and threw a smile. Then lead Selena into the Chapel.