Eyes My Heart
10. The Bright Day
One day has passed. Sasa and Rio have been preparing to enjoy their honeymoon.
**INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT**
That afternoon, white clouds have graced the blue sky, not inferior to the Sun which shows its rays adorning the entire corner of the city.
Sasa with mini-dress stelan complete with sunglasses, making it look charming. He seemed busy with his phone capturing the moment leading up to their departure.
While Rio who uses a pair of hoodie with jeans, looks to be removing the suitcase from the trunk assisted by Joy.
Sasa is the type of person who is active in social media, he often shares his moments through his personal account. Back then, he had already spun 360 degrees highlighting every angle.
Rio and Joy could only shake their heads looking at it, while the passerby occasionally turned to look a small smile at the action. Some even whispered to each other.
A few minutes later, Joy almost had a sore eye looking at her cousin's behavior.
"Sister. Inbound!" Joy told Rio to stop Sasa's actions.
"Sa. come!" Calling Rio made Sasa end his bustle.
"We go first!" Sahut Sasa while pinching Joy's cheeks, making the pinched slightly grimaced put on a pouting face.
"Ihhh..sana's in!" Joy's reply pursed her lips made Sasa chuckle.
Rio chuckled shaking his head looking at them. Their ignorant attitude as one way of showing affection for both.
Sasa often teases his younger cousin, making Joy sometimes uncomfortable and shy because she is no longer a child.
**RESTO*INTERMEDIARIES**
"Ra! I'm going home first!" The head of Naira.
Naira turned her face slightly with a straight look, feeling the presence of her father standing beside her.
"Be careful Dad!" He glanced at the smile.
A few minutes later...
"Welcome, please come in!" Sahut Pak Yayat as a waiter while pointing to the corner seat where Naira. Making a man who is none other than Zain, reviewing a smile at the adoration of his heart.
Zain looks cool, his body is firm, his face is slightly round with eyes that are slightly thin plus his nose is pointed. Not to mention her mature tan skin made her look charming when walking lightly into the restaurant.
His steps were getting closer to the girl who was wearing a pink sweater. When the distance of the two left a few steps, a gust of Zain's distinctive perfume scent dominated the room.
Naira who sat facing the window glass, as if waiting for something to jump round her eyes inhaling the familiar scent.
The longer the strong aroma is more piercing, but splashing a soft aroma in it makes Naira almost lost.
"tok. tok." A small knock on the table echoed in Naira's ear.
"Assynnya!" A hoarse yet quite gentle voice rattled Naira's heart.
He turned to follow the voice, then looked up slightly to feel someone nearby.
"Glamma!" She gave a small smile but it was enough to make Zain melt.
Zain pulled the chair right in front of Naira, then sat opposite her. Their distance was a few inches apart, making Zain quite satisfied to look at Naira's face.
His stature looks calm. A pair of round eyes, his nose is quite sharp but not as sharp as Zain, his skin is pure white. It was very exciting for Zain.
Zain stared at the twinkle of the girl figure in front of him, his admiration growing stronger. While Naira tried to stare at Zain who was in front of her. The dewy white shadow mixed with greenish color with faintly flashed across his mind.
At that time Zain was wearing an over size shirt with a green white line pattern. At first glance the shadow captured by Naira was enough to make it a little can picture approximately what the basic clothes of Zain at that time.
Through his heart he had his own opinion regarding Zain back then. The corners of his lips grew into a smile.
When both are dissolved in the signals of love. Zain grabbed Naira's right hand making the one with the hand jump back, his heart trembling and a little nervous feeling the soft touch.
Although he could not see it clearly, but through that touch he could feel Zain's hand that was bigger than him, had already described in his mind that his fingers must be longer and felt soft.
Naira didn't say a word, her heart churned. Even the chill of AC suddenly changing at 16 degrees was getting more and more piercing for him at that moment.
Zain could feel the soft hand that was smaller than him feeling cold while in his grasp. He was well aware of the nervousness Naira felt.
Zain reached into his sling bag, then put something in Naira's grasp, making Naira again feel through the touch of the object she was holding at the time.
Previously, Zain had already given him such an object, it was certain that Naira knew what he was holding back then.
Since the loss of vision. Naira uses her feelings, hearing, touch and heart to memorize and distinguish things to make her more sensitive.
"Candy?" He asked to tighten his grip on the orange-flavored candy.
If Zain had previously given 1 candy, this time he gave 5.
"Yes. I gave you 5 candies because for the next 5 days, I might not see you." Zain explained gently his point.
Hearing Zain's words made Naira's heart tremble again, but this time the vibrations made her body feel weak.
Naira said nothing but felt her limp body and stared straight at Zain.
Hearing Zain's words made Naira a little more eagerly wait for a smile.
"I'm saying goodbye!" Zain steps out of the restaurant leaving Naira.
Naira tries to follow the blurry shadow of the dewy lens that is disappearing.
Obviously they have only met a few times and are just ordinary friends, but why does it feel a little heavy if the next 5 days they do not meet.
"KRING! THE CRING!"
A loud crimping sound was clearly heard in Naira's ear, making her leap spontaneously turning towards the restaurant's glass window.
Naira believes the sound is around the restaurant and just passed by. He continued to research towards the window but there was not much he could see other than the dewy white dot.
He recalled Zain who had just come out of the restaurant, this was the second time that voice was present every time Zain had run out to meet him.
Naira again heartened and believed that all this time who always greeted him through the sound of bicycle rattling is none other than Zain.
Naira looked up at the smile staring out the window feeling the light of the Surya hit her face. It was a blazing day, with white clouds adorning the blue sky looking as bright as Naira's heart at the time.
**HOME OF THE SITE**
That afternoon, for the first time after 1 month Zain returned to his family's mansion. This time he came back not without reason.
1 Hour earlier...
**ZAIN** DEPARTMENT**
At that time Zain was lying on the sofa of his apartment while tinkering at a mobile phone. Suddenly an incoming call graced the screen of his phone.
"Ma Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam, how are you, son?" Ask Mama Zain on the phone.
"good. How's your own mom?"
"Mama is healthy, son tonight you're back! Mama hasn't seen your son in a long time, it feels so quiet home, son."
Hearing his mother's words that sounded a little heavy made Zain feel sorry for his mother.
"Okay Ma, Zain's coming home today!" Reply while hanging up the phone.
It was more or less like that was their conversation at the time.
**HOME OF THE SITE**
"Assynnya!" Zain gave his greetings when he first entered the house.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mama's son is finally home." Hugging Zain.
"Mama." Zain welcomed a warm embrace from his mother.
"Let's go see Papa, he's in the backyard!"
" Because Zain has come home." Sahut mama Zain holding her son's hand.
Papa Zain turned to look at his son who had not returned home for a long time.
"Go home to you too. You know, that name every day says your name."
"Udah Pah, Zain is tired of needing a break. Papa's talk tomorrow!" Mama Zain's.
"Tap.ii?" Just wanting to continue his words, Zain was already pulled by his mother towards the room making his papa forced to take a deep breath.
Zain sat on the bed while his mother stood by the door.
"You rest first Dad! Mama will prepare a meal for you." His mother's words made Zain nod.
As she wanted to close the door, Zain's mother suddenly thought of something stopping her steps and then turned towards Zain.
"Oh well son, tonight you're ready well we'll have dinner at the hotel!" Smile and close the door.
Zain slightly frowned. Not usually they suddenly have dinner together, if there is no special celebration or get together with family. But there was no information before.
Zain didn't want to think too much about it instantly laying down his body lying on his back. Slowly closing his eyes, even while asleep his face looked handsome and sweet.
**MH HOTEL**
That night, Zain and his parents were sitting in a private room. Some fancy dishes had filled the table.
Moments later, two people followed them into the private room.
"Good night sir!" The voices of the fathers echoed in Zain's ear, making him look up at the owner of the voice.
Zain jumped round his eyes, not in his heart if the one who would be accompanied by dinner was them.
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