KINARA (Tresno Soko Kulino)
128 The sorrow of Kinara

Since morning Kinara had gone to campus with Azka. Even before the departure of his father this afternoon he did not go to visit his father and sister for the last time.

Since yesterday's incident the day after, Kinara felt reluctant even if she just asked Keisya. His heart still hurts considering Keisya's treatment at that time.

In his heart he knew that if Keisya's psychological condition had not been fully healed, there were still many things that Keisya had not understood logically. still the pain of hearing Keisya's last request still lingered so deeply in the depths of his heart.

The morning when the father had come home from the hospital, Kinara was just talking when the father contacted him via telephone. Luckily the father did not discuss anything that had happened yesterday, only asking about his condition and his future grandchildren.

Kinara knew what the father was feeling even though the middle-aged man did not speak clearly. Remembering the past they have been through so far makes the corner of his heart feel guilty when the father actually sends a message of apology when saying goodbye will go.

Indeed, Kinara was strong enough to keep the wounds and tears still he needed a backrest.Knowing that the gurgling Kinara who was always moody Azka immediately accompanied the wife even before Kinara finished his lecture hours.

"Aren't you having a clock?" asked Kinara as she walked out of the classroom and found Azka sitting down and the front seat of the class.

"Udah was finished half an hour ago so I wait for you here" Azka replied as she continued to pout Kinara's fingers

"Eheeekk..haduh is still afternoon sir, not very impatient" as long as Saipul classmate Kinara who joined in a student community with Azka.

"Jomblo stood aside from hus huss" Azka timpal flicked his hand in front of Saipul.

"Honorable singles" Sahut Saipul ran away leaving the young couple laughing at his behavior.

"Where are we going to the cafeteria or what?" ask Azka

"To the gallery, right?"

"Gallery?" tanya Azka did not understand the reason so far the wife never said about the gallery to him.

"Mother's office"

"Wouldn't it be tomorrow, baby, it's late afternoon, how about going to the Deket park?"

"Hem good idea, let's go later we pray magrib there all"

"Mas, how's Nana doing now?"

"Nana is still in a coma, Rangga who is always faithful to tell the group, even Nana's sister has also moved here to our school thanks to Rangga" said Azka explained

"Ooh, are we there tomorrow?"

"May but morning ya" said Azka a little unkind

"Cock in the morning anyway? I'm going to college tomorrow morning"

"Hemm, I'm usually early in the morning because, my class is one o'clock"

"Ck, yes I've been there with the others just to go home from college"

"Eeh yes don't do that dong," said Azka seduce, it is impossible if he said that he was still jealous with Rangga

"Trus want you what the hell is mas?"

"Yes already, go home to college if so" Azka finally relented in order to keep the prestige of not being discovered if he still kept jealous of Rangga.

"That dong" Kinara was happy.

"Udah want to laugh now, it's good again the mood hehehe" seduced Azka.

"What apaan"

They finally walked together out of campus because indeed when leaving did not bring a car but was picked up by a private driver.

Kinara and Azka rode the angkot to the orphanage foundation not far from the city park.Sharing happiness with the children of the orphanage is commonplace and must be done every time there is free time.

"Who called?" asked Kinara after they reached the front gate of the foundation. indeed since getting off the angkot Azka get a call from the in-laws, and he was a little away from the wife.

"Dad" Azka replied briefly

"Why should you stay away if you're on the phone".

"Mas is not away, you walk first in front of this other on the roadside so the noise is not heard" said Azka relaxed

"Really?"

"Dear, why should I lie anyway, the father who called earlier because of the noise on the side of the highway, so I stopped for a while, after all I just asked you, from the phone you did not answer"

"Oh yes sorry"

"You why the hell? still sad?" tanya Azka stroked Kinara's shoulder

"Yes, my father is far away Keisya is also far away, brother Revan is busy with his career, who else would I want to spoiled?" kinara said sadly shedding tears.

"My shoulders have meant nothing?" azka teases Kinara.

"Ck, paan sih ah" said Kinara shyly with a reddened face making Azka more anxious.

Kinar opened the gate of the foundation and then went inside following Azka who walked behind him. The atmosphere seemed quiet there was no activity in it. The saung where the children played also looked dirty.

Kinara and Azka looked around the foundation that looked quiet.unlike usual.It had been almost half a year that they had not come to visit this foundation. even though this foundation is not their own, they are still donors here.

"Sleeping, huh, mas?" asked Kinara who was staring at the two-story building in front of her.

"Hey, why did you guys come in here?" a man's voice from behind them.

Kinara and Azka turned to the source of the voice.

"Whose father?" ask Kinara.

"Well, who am I supposed to be, who are you?"ask the father with a thick body with a height of about 175cm.

"We want to visit here sir, it happens that we have not come for a very long time" Azka said

"Are you donors?" ask the father again

"Yes we are regular donors in this foundation sir," explained Kinara again

It looked like the thick-bodied father rubbed his face rough and scooped the air greedily.

"What's wrong, sir, how nervous? ask Kinara who noticed the change in look of the father's face.

"Because the time is late afternoon and before the Maghrib it would be nice for us to pray first in the mosque in the park there, later after the prayer I will tell everything" said the father with a face of plea.

Kinara and Azka looked at each other and then finally nodded.

"Thank you, I'm sure you're good people, and I feel like I've seen Eneng's face, if that's why we went to the mosque first" said the father was relieved.

"All right, sir, we're coming"

the three walked out of the foundation and headed to the city park.

"Absolutely not curious?" whispered Kinara

"actually yes, but we appreciate that father's request."

"I became sad, I remembered Keisya" said Kinara suddenly.

"Ck, already, just pray that Keisya is fine, no longer remember what happened yesterday-yesterday, Keisya understood he could not process his emotions and logic "

Kinara nodded faintly as she rubbed the corner of her eyes with the tip of the hijab. These few days she was indeed too sensitive.