
"Alif, Dara, go up first, yuk. We eat noodles first, lose our bodies," Rifki called half-screaming.
Fortunately, Dara and Alif heard Rifki screaming. They rushed upstairs to fulfill the call of the burly and smooth-skinned man.
"There's noodles, here's a drink change, yeah. I'll go back to the cafeteria first."
"Thank you, yes Om. Fine," said Dara received a cup of noodles and prepared to eat it. Just opened his mouth, the cup was back in Rifki's capture.
"Call the real one first, I'll love you again" she protested.
Dara clucked, "yes, thanks, yes Brother. I bought us noodles." Dara said sweetly even though impressed forced.
"Well, that's dong." Rifki returned the noodles before leaving.
Rifki returned to the canteen and bought some grilled sausages. With a smile that was somehow meaningless he walked towards where Jaka and Ayu were.
"Hi, I thought you were here, Jak. These twins are your children?"
"Ah, yes. Ghiani and Ghina."
"Hi beautiful children. Anyone want some grilled sausage?" Rifki was aiming for a mica containing a large grilled sausage.
They looked happy and followed Rifki who was not far from them. Rifki then distributed the sausage to Anin and Jaka's two children. The man painstakingly cleaned their mouth occasionally filled with sauces and mayonnaise.
Jaka in the heart felt the ketar ketir see the treatment of Rifki against Anin. He was restless and agitated in his sitting.
"In the meantime, there's something at the end of your eye, I'll take it." Rifki approaches his face and blows softly into Ayu's eyes, which is nothing.
Jaka who is increasingly uncomfortable invites his two children to go from there. He followed his mother who was sitting in one of the saung. He walked with an occasional look towards the direction where Ayu and Rifki were sitting.
"No way, I can't do it this way. Accepted or not and how I will support Ayu and the children is a later affair. I can definitely support them. I am healthy and have a job. Fuck the money," Jaka grumbled in annoyance.
Meanwhile, Rifki just stared at Jaka's back with a small smile.
"How does it feel to know Jaka?"
"Seneng, lah. She's nice, has a harmonious family, is loving, the way she looks at me makes me feel beautiful. Uh why ask this? Why, the hell people are on weird I guess. No Jaka not you, on the weird," Ayu's lips slightly misbehaved. He realized that he had misspoken at the end of the answer.
"Different eyes I'm with Jaka?"
Ayu looked at Rifki's eyes and examined her. "Different, your gaze is a dear look," he replied later.
"If Jaka?"
"So his gaze was deep and warm. That's what I saw from the way he looked at his family."
"What if Jaka and I fall in love with you. Which would you choose as your husband?"
"What's the matter, Rif. Don't ask weirdly, lah," Ayu protested.
"No, what's wrong I want to know. Yeah maybe Jaka really fell in love with you, right."
"She asked doang, I. Don't you want to marry again, what?"
"Yes, I also want to have a backrest on my way home from work, cape, want to have friends vent. But I also don't want to put my hopes on anyone."
"So your choice?"
"Yes Jaka, I was. I love you as a brother, I can't make you my husband and never will. I love you, there is a place of my own. No one can replace me even when I get married again. I don't want to lose you as the only family I have left" Ayu said, turning her expression serious.
Be ill. That's what Rifki felt. But, this is the risk of someone loving in silence. He understood very well that, it has been a dozen years holding alone, but it turns out Rifki can not be a place in Ayu's life. Rifki's place is just an older brother and will never be more.
"You like Jaka?"
"And you gave me the choice between you and Jaka. If I can't choose you, then obviously I choose Jaka."
"If there is another option?"
"Jaka too. The one I know, Jaka. If you give me another choice, I'll choose Jaka."
"Who better between Jaka and me?"
"That's a hell of a computer, the Rif. I told you, there is a place in my life. You're the same Jaka is no match. You also do not deserve to be compared to anyone," Ayu replied with annoyance.
"You love Jaka?"
"I don't know." This time Ayu replied in an annoyed tone.
"Who are you talking to, huh?" point Rifki towards Jaka who is talking to a woman. It looks like the woman is talking to the twins too.
"Well, how do I know, Rif." Ayu only looked at it briefly and then refocused on her son.
"So it's easy to get along with people, huh?"
"Aren't you done asking about Jaka?" Ayu was getting annoyed.
"You think I'm a big brother, right? It is wrong to ask who is close to you. I don't want what happened to me to happen again. I am also like this again take care of your heart so as not to hurt. You are close enough to people who bring positive energy and those who are kind. Do not be close to people who see you just because of pity, just because you are successful and a lot of money. That's it, Yu. Who will protect you or protect you besides me?"
"You don't have to worry, Rif. Jaka and his family are really good. You know her mother too, right? What more do you doubt about them?"
"Yes, I know."
Rifki asked all that not without reason. He who heard all the talk of Ayu and Jaka, he concluded that Jaka put his heart on Ayu. However, there seems to be a concern in Jaka's heart that Rifki does not know.
"Do you feel safe and comfortable at the same time Jaka?" ask again after a moment of silence.
"Yes, don't ask why! I can't explain either. Obviously, I kind of found another figure who understands me besides you."
Rifki mangosteen, he understood what he had to do. Once again it may be soon he will again feel heartache the second time.
However, this time he did not want to let go of Ayu just like when married to Anang. Rifki has to interrogate Jaka and ask Ayu how she feels. If indeed Jaka is a substitute figure himself who will take care of Ayu with all his heart, soul and body. Then he will release Ayu for the second time. But if not, it would be much better if Ayu alone. It sounds very selfish, but in reality, only Rifki is capable of being by Ayu's side under any circumstances from the past until this very second.