Mohabbat
Someone's Coming

"For what? Do you remember who you wanted to call?" ask Laila a little unhappy.

Dareen was nervous, how to tell them if she wanted to contact her brother to make their trip easier.

"Just tell me who you want to call? We don't want any trouble, either on the street or in the big city" Laila said.

Dareen stared at the two, more intensely at the obstructing Laila. If something dangerous touches her sister, she doesn't hesitate to take Daisha away from her.

"I-I just want to contact Big Brother, he will help us get to the city faster," replied Dareen a little nervous and hesitant.

Daisha thought, since the word brother mentioned Dareen somehow his heart was always restless and unsettled. The girl felt that the person Dareen meant was very dangerous to them.

"Your brother? I have a bad feeling .. I don't mean to belittle him, but my feeling is that there's a danger coming if we trust him so much. Sorry, sister, if you want to contact your sister, we can't leave" said Daisha, who never ignored her feelings.

How could he possibly be ignorant, while he only had a sense that he could rely on. Vision, he has none. Be able to rely only on the feeling of everything that will be done, and all this time never wrong.

Dareen looked puzzled, there was doubt also emanating in both of his manics. He himself had already felt how sharp Daisha's premonition was. But, he's Dareen's own brother? Could it be that the man was going to bring her into danger?

However, when he realized there was a missing part of the story between them, Dareen did not have to trust his brother until he really remembered how their relationship had been.

"Call the others if you remember, but not him. I don't feel good every time I hear it called," Daisha said, again making an exception.

Dareen is confused who to contact, the article he hopes is only Cakra. Daisha waited, for a long time silence never got an answer.

"Hows it? If there is none, we will go on city transport" Daisha said as Dareen remained silent in confusion.

At that moment, he remembered someone. His best friend, assistant, and personal driver, Alfin.

"Ah, yes. I'll call my friend if so. Can't you?" said Dareen noticed the ripples of Laila's face that still showed her displeasure.

Daisha sighed, she asked Laila to give her a cell phone. After that, the two of them left Dareen alone to go to the room to rest.

The man heaved a sigh of relief, lucky he remembered Alfin. He plopped down on the chair, opening Laila's photo gallery while recalling every number of his best friend's.

"Why do I feel like you guys are so similar?" he muttered while looking at the photos of the two girls who helped him.

The photos are like Laila posing alone because none of Daisha is facing the camera. Is it because he cannot see?

Once satisfied, then he looked for contact and began typing every number he remembered while hoping not to get the wrong address and go directly to the destination.

"Callo, Alfin? You're this?" ask Dareen as soon as the connection is lifted.

"Well, I'm sorry about who I'm talking to?" ask Dareen's interlocutor over there.

Happy not to be upset, Dareen almost jumped from the chair because he managed to remember his best friend's number.

"Ah, thank goodness it's you. I'm Dareen, Dareen Alvaro. Have you forgotten me?" sahut Dareen while continuing to smile.

Silent. No sound from across there. Dareen became doubtful, was he the wrong person?

"Hallo, Fin? You still there?" Dareen's smile receded, doubt continued to hit the heart. What if he's wrong? Would be ashamed.

"Say my full name!" ask the person firmly.

"Alfin Alfian Surya Sastrawinata Joyo Segoro Son South. Hows it? Did I mention the name wrong?" dareen replied somehow, he could remember the artificial name of Alfin, the assistant.

"You remember my name? How come? Are you really Dareen? Who can never remember that name?" the man suspected Dareen.

The man chuckled in annoyance, with difficulty he memorized the long artificial name just so Alfin could help him if he was in trouble.

"If you don't believe me, just come tomorrow to the address I sent you. Don't forget to bring your car because I need it. Will send you the location. Remember that! To come on time if you don't want your allowance I cut."

Dareen turned off the phone in annoyance, grumbling indistinctly, grumbling in annoyance at the assistant. Almost Laila's cell phone slammed.

Luckily, he still has his limits. Sitting back on the chair while looking through the image of Daisha dominating Laila's phone. Occasionally staring at the night sky, enjoying the expanse of stars that accompany the moon.

She smiles, imagining being alone with Daisha in that light makes Dareen happy. Along with enjoying the beauty of the night, he does not want to be alone.

"Hopefully Alfin can help me find an eye donor for Daisha soon. Hhmm .. I just want her to be able to see again." He again dropped a glance at the cellphone, a picture of Daisha that is not bored to be stared at.

Dareen decided to go back inside, lying on the sofa waiting for the morning to come.

****

The next day, Daisha and Laila wake up and get everything ready. Breakfast for the three of them, suitcases filled with necessities were already near the main door. There's not much they bring, just a change of clothes afraid they can't go home.

"Sister, Brother Dareen fell asleep on the sofa. It seems like she wasn't in the room all night" Laila reported as she opened the front curtain and found Dareen still asleep on the sofa.

"Yes, you clean this up. Brother wake her up first" said Daisha handing over the kitchen work to Laila.

Meanwhile, he went to wake Dareen up.

"Sister, wake. It's morning, aren't we leaving early in the morning?" Daisha shook Dareen's body as she slept on the sofa.

The man opened his eyes, hearing the soft voice of the idol. He smiled, Daisha stood there though not looking at him. He moved, stretching out both hands that felt stiff due to falling asleep on the sofa.

"Well, it's noon. I want to take a shower first" he said, standing up, but didn't forget to steal a kiss from Daisha.

Dareen kissed the girl's cheek before running to the bathroom.

"Sister!" peeking Daisha who fumbles at Dareen's whereabouts and banging her cane on the sofa.

"Why so bad?" he nodded while walking out of the shop.

Daisha inhaled deeply the fresh scent of morning air to fill her lungs. Hustle and bustle of vehicles passing by in front of the store, also the sounds of iron shifted enliven the state of the morning along the store.

He smiled, but the smile faded as the sound of the car's clatter in the ears. Daisha stood watchfully, preparing to welcome the arrival of the customer .. ah, or who?

"Sorry, is this really Miss Daisha's flower shop?" ask him kindly.

Daisha frowned, is she a customer.

"Right, but if you want to order flowers today, we're closing. Come again another time" replied Daisha kindly.

His unusual attitude made the person frown. He shook his hands in front of his face, immediately knowing that the girl was visually impaired.

"Ah, no. I don't want to order flowers, but I'm looking for my friend, Dareen. Is he here?" his tananya while looking inside looking for the whereabouts of Dareen.

The deg! Daisha's heart was pounding, wondering who was coming? Is it Dareen's sister? Or someone else?