Mahabbah Longs
CHAPTER 56: The Presence of Mustafa

I'm afraid there will be more drama before bed. With Devra's wishes that I sometimes can't imagine. It's good too, because me and brother Ulya are getting closer. But we all realize, that at this time we can only miss, can not reach in a perfect embrace.

But luckily when we got home, she was already asleep in my lap. Sis Ulya just lay him on the bed. For a moment I accompanied him in my arms.

After making sure Devra was sound asleep, I opened the door facing the balcony in front of her bedroom.

In a calm atmosphere, dapples could be heard the sound of the piano clinking played. Her shahdu rhythm guided my steps to approach her. I know, it's from the room I passed yesterday.

I went down the stairs slowly, towards that place. For a moment I was glued to the piano game. And peek at who did it. It turns out that brother Ulya..

Before entering that library room, I remembered something.

I'll go to the kitchen to prepare a warm drink. From the bark of the tree I bought this morning. Coupled with cinnamon, ginger and cloves. It is the perfect warm drink. Ready to be served.

I moved the drink into a small teapot and then prepared a cup and a placemat, so we could enjoy it comfortably. Counting in return for the chocolate I made last night.

I brought him in front of Brother Ulya who was still fun playing a song.

"Sister, I brought you a warm drink."

"Hem, thanks ...." He looked at me with a smile that never tired he looked at me.

"Well, I want to play the piano with you."

"Nur almost never holds a piano again, sister."

"No, play what you remember. Let brother perfect."

I used to be invited to play together. Now I have forgotten the location of the keys, if you want to bring a song.

But looking at that piano machine, it tempted me to touch it.

"All right."

He gave me a seat next to him.

I played the first song he taught me, 'Love Mom'.

"Try playing the melody."

Although I doubt I also press the keys, although several times I have to try it. Which sometimes sister Ulya shows it.

"It's good, but try gini."

"Yes, I mean that. Sorry I forgot so much."

"Now we play the same."

"okay."

"You're singing, Yang."

"He .. he .. he .. he .., all right."

While playing the piano together, I sang the song.

Not perfect yet we play a song, sounding the house bell rang. But we both refused. Let it be ...

Until finally,

"Aaaiiichhh. Very friendly," said Mustafa who suddenly entered seemed invited.

"Noisy man." replied Brother Ulya.

"Silver is troublesome. I live in an apartment, tell him to go home. The turn home was noisy. Yaudah, I'm back at the apartment."

"Basazy crybaby."

"Sister is always dech. Dropping my pride in front of my sister-in-law."

Ulya laughs.

"Gini you know Mustofa, tomorrow you want to go back. I'm taking Devra and ...."

Ulya looked at Naura, like asking for approval with what to say.

I can just shrug my shoulders, whatever.

"Just don't disturb Devra's mother."

"Aren't you officially married?"

"Don't ask me questions. The important thing is to take care of them. Be careful if there's anything with them."

"Sister always wins by himself. Alright?"

"But, don't blame ..." glanced at Naura who was still playing music slowly.

"Revelation!" UIya stared intently at Mustofa who teased him.

Long time being among 2 men makes it uncomfortable too. Naura immediately ended her game.

"Yes." Yeah."

Naura left from before them, returning to her room. Followed by the tail of Mustafa's eyes that watched him until he came out. Then he got up from his seat peering over where Naura was stepping. He was a bit jolted as well, as Naura entered Ulya's room.

"Sister?!"

"What?"

"Nh ...."

"Son't put it in Brother's room! I'll tell you later."

"Same thing ummi already knows. The mind is that angry. Need to reset."

Mustafa only smiles while gripping the warm drink in front of him.

"Sister, what is this?"

"Secang."

"I thought wine syrup. Smell and taste."

"In Indonesia, the drink is in addition to providing warmth, also to restore stamina."

"Oh .... Well fun if brother leaves I want to ask made sister-in-law, ah..."

"Can't."

"Why sich, this brother is so possessive. Not her husband yet."

"Already Mustofa, this brother is just running the mandate of his brother's friend."

"Running trust, or indeed love."

"Both. So don't you hurt brother."

"But if you leave again, Mustofa will take. Cook the application left. So outrageous. Until it was sad. Wanted to put where my face was at that time. It was fortunate that the Naura family was a good person."

Sorry Mustofa, brother can not explain the reason.

"Why are you behind malem?"

"Yes, Kulsum asked for a meeting."

"Sister does not forbid you want to be in a relationship with whom. Please separate your work and personal life. Brother is afraid you're just being used."

"I understand, Brother."

"Thank you .., all this time you've been taking good care of Devra, as long as I'm not around."

"What's wrong, brother. She's a fun princess. I must have taken care of him."

I must have been looking after him. Because she's my daughter, sister.

"I'm going to rest first. Tomorrow I'm leaving."

"To sister's room?"

"You'll be there, later if it's official."

"He .. he .. he .. he ..."

Ulya left him Mustofa in the private library room. He headed for the room next to Naura's room. His den.

Mustofa did not go straight to his room. He took a book. And read. But his imagination wandered in the past 5 years.

Ah forget. Let it be like this now, Toh Devra is happy with papa Ulya, my brother. He doesn't need to know.

Finally Mustofa fell asleep in the room, without turning off the lights. Until dawn. When Ulya wakes up wanting something to eat.

He was a little surprised as well when he saw the lamp in the room he had just left, still brightly lit.

He returns and wakes Mustafa, who is fast asleep, to move into his room. Then turn off the lights.

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I am grateful, before Brother Ulya left, he had prepared everything for me, in order to be able to stay in the abba house comfortably.

Plus Devra who is always sweet and adorable. Sometimes he doesn't mind if I stay at Efsun's mom's house. It makes me feel more comfortable. Because abbah and ummi also again to Oman.

Every day, sister Ulya never forgets to say hello to Devra. And Devra always invites me to vidio call together. I think my baby is also calm about his presence.

When asked if I have a heart like my father Devra. The answer is yes ...

Even a long time ago, when I was not married to Andre mas. But now I have a body of two, ah no, three. It makes me doubt often.

Maybe because of the trust from Ulya kaka, every day Mustofa drove us to Devra school.