Honey For Amira
Chat with Dion

After the arrival of Gus Farid this afternoon, Mr. Husen invited Gus Farid to go to the house of Amira which is near the mosque. 

Because it is impossible for Mr. Husen to take Gus Farid to stay at his house. Because it can cause slander. Because Mr. Husen has two daughters and grandchildren who are still girls. It was impossible for him to bring a man who was not his mahram to stay at his house. Gus knows that too.  

"Gus, for a while, Gus can stay in this house first Gus," said Mr. Husen after opening the door of Amira's house. 

"Yes Mr. Husen" said Gus Farid. 

Mr. Husen and Gus Farid then entered the house that had been vacated for two months, because the house had moved. 

"The house is close to the mosque. And every afternoon there is also an ustadz that is taught in the mosque. Gus can join the mosque. If Amira now anyway, rarely at home, because most of him in the store," said Mr. Husen explained. 

"Oh... Amira has her own shop?" ask Gus Farid. 

"Yes Gus. Amira is an independent woman. Since the divorce with her husband, I have been modalin Amira to open a store. And thank God, the shop is getting ahead."

"Alhamdulillah yes then." 

"Come on Gus, we sit down and have a chat here first" said Mr. Husen, inviting Gus Farid to sit down. 

Mr. Husen then sat on the living room sofa. And so is Gus Farid. He also sat down near Mr. Husen. 

"It seems Gus is very tired. If you want to rest, just rest Gus," said Mr. Husen staring at Gus Farid close. 

"Later, sir. This is new isya.  I want to talk to my dad first. Is it okay, sir?" 

"Oh, yes. It's okay."

Gus Farid and Mr. Husen were silent for a moment. Gus Farid then looked at Mr. Husen closely. 

"Laila's Amira's son?" ask Gus Farid. 

"Yes" replied Mr. Husen. 

"What grade is he in?" 

"You graduated from SMP. This year I'm going to high school."

"Still small yes, if it's big it would be nice, Laila alone is betrothed to me, not her mother," said Gus who made Mr. Husen surprised. 

"Oh hehe. If you want a younger mah, Novi also exists."

"From Novi, I prefer Amira." 

Mr. Husen could only smile at himself hearing Gus Farid's words.  Gus Farid seemed to be quiet. But he can also humor. 

"How do you think Gus is my son Amira?" ask Mr. Husen. 

"I can't yet judge it. Because I just knew him. But if in terms of face and appearance, the fathers' children are beautiful. Grandchildren are more beautiful.  If I was told to choose, I was confused about choosing sir."

"But what I want to match with Gus is Amira. Not Laila or Novi. Because Laila was a child. And Novi is a bit of a dissident. Where he wants to be betrothed. He prefers to choose his own soul mate."

Gus farid sighed. He suddenly remembered his grandfather who was ill. 

"Why Gus?" ask Mr. Husen. 

"There's nothing. I just remember my grandfather again. He already wants me married. But he asked me to marry his father's daughter."

"Yes Gus. At that time your grandfather once said so father. And you don't mind if Gus wants to marry one of the father's daughters, Novi or Amira. What matters is not Laila."

Gus Farid smiled as he showed his white teeth. 

"No sir, I was just kidding . But, I still want to get to know Amira more closely. If we have a soul mate, God willing, God will open the way for us both so that we can unite. But if we don't have a soul mate, don't be disappointed sir if me and Amira don't make it to the wedding. But we're still brothers."

"Yes Gus. I understand your entry. How is Abah Kyai?" 

"When I came here anyway, he was able to walk out of the house. Yesterday, he kept himself locked up in the room. His name is old sir."

"Yes Gus. May Kyai Hanafi live a long life and always be given health by Allah."

"Amen."

****

This morning, Amira was still busy at the store, as many new items were coming from the convection to her shop. 

After all the items came in, and the people from the convection left, Amira stared at her employees one by one. 

"I've eaten at home." 

"If I haven't been Mom," 

"I'm not Mom either."

" Oh yeah, you guys wait here."

"Yes, Mom." 

Amira walks to the back to pick up her bag and motor keys. 

"Mother Amira, where are you going?" ask one of Amira's employees when they see Amira looking neat. 

"You want to go home, Mom?"

"No. I want to buy some meatballs at Bang Dion's stall."

"What's Mom for?"

"For you to eat. The shop is still empty. You two haven't eaten."

"If I don't need to, Mom. I ate at home. Still full."

"That's okay, guys. I'll buy five packs."

Amira then walks to the front of the store to pick up her bike. After that, Amira went to Dion's meatball stall. Amira had not bought meatballs there for a long time.

"Mas, the meatballs are Mas" Amira told Mas-mas the waiter at Dion's stall. 

"How many packs of mses?" ask the waiter. 

"Five packs of it."

"Oh, good Ma'am. Then then. Sit down, Mother."

Amira then sat down on the seat that had been provided in that place. 

Moments later, the roar of the motor from outside sounded. Dion got off his bike. After that, he went into his meat stall. 

"Amira, are you here?" ask Dion. He sat down near Amira. 

Amira smiles. 

"Eh, Mr. Dion."

"Tumben you bought yourself."

"Oh. Hehe. There is no ruled."

"It's usually Novi or your son who buys."

"They don't exist." 

While waiting for the meatballs to mature, Dion and Amira chatted together. 

"Amira, you've been alone for a year. Don't you have any intention of getting married again?" ask Dion. 

"Entahlah Mas's. If there is a soul mate, God willing I marry again. But if there is no soul mate yes I do not want to impose to find a soul mate. Because Laila hasn't been so fit for me to remarry."

"Eaz, Amira. Why don't you go find a companion again."

"Oh. Hehe. There is no thought for marriage anymore. I told you that my son was not married again."

"What if we try to get close to Amira. Who knows, you and I have a match. And who knows, Laila would accept me as her father."

Amira surprised. He immediately furrowed his brows and looked at Dion fixedly. 

"You mean Mas?" ask Amira. 

"I mean, you're a widow, and I'm a widower. It feels like we'll have a match if we try to get close and open our hearts, and Laila your son will still need a father. There is no way you will want to reverse the same with your ex-husband. Or just be alone. You are still young."

Amira breathed deeply. 

What the hell is this Mas Dion. Find a problem.  Doesn't he know if I want to be betrothed to Gus Farid. Poor Gus Farid, have come all the way here to ta'arufan, when I want to nerima Mas Dion and ngecewain Gus, the inner Amira